Evren Ergeç
@evrenergec.bsky.social
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Evren Ergeç
@evrenergec.bsky.social
· May 6
We claim public space as our open-air gallery of possibilities, expressing ourselves through everything from spray-painted storefronts to bullhorn sonnets at busy intersections.
Amidst the shadowed trees and the silver hush of the sea, drifting clouds cradle the sky like a lingering thought. Meanwhile, boats etch fleeting whispers across the memory of the light.
November 27, 2025 at 5:51 AM
Amidst the shadowed trees and the silver hush of the sea, drifting clouds cradle the sky like a lingering thought. Meanwhile, boats etch fleeting whispers across the memory of the light.
You kill democracy by convincing the public that watchdogs are saboteurs and activists are criminals.
November 27, 2025 at 5:39 AM
You kill democracy by convincing the public that watchdogs are saboteurs and activists are criminals.
In the fragile hush of the early morning, as the sky softens to a pale shade of pink, the amber lamp emits its final golden glow. It will soon be silenced by the rising sun, like a dream gently extinguished by daylight.
November 26, 2025 at 6:55 AM
In the fragile hush of the early morning, as the sky softens to a pale shade of pink, the amber lamp emits its final golden glow. It will soon be silenced by the rising sun, like a dream gently extinguished by daylight.
When civil liberties are suppressed, the question is no longer who governs, but who gains from the public's fear.
November 26, 2025 at 6:45 AM
When civil liberties are suppressed, the question is no longer who governs, but who gains from the public's fear.
Beneath a sky stitched with wandering clouds, the sea exhales a silvery light, and ferries drift like quiet memories between the horizon and the soft, forgiving sun.
November 25, 2025 at 10:26 AM
Beneath a sky stitched with wandering clouds, the sea exhales a silvery light, and ferries drift like quiet memories between the horizon and the soft, forgiving sun.
Civil society does not die when funding dries up; it dies when fear becomes a more reliable currency than trust.
November 25, 2025 at 10:00 AM
Civil society does not die when funding dries up; it dies when fear becomes a more reliable currency than trust.
Two quiet silhouettes lean into the calm water, as if fishing for reflections of time. Meanwhile, the sun scatters its silver confessions across a sea that remembers every unspoken thought.
November 24, 2025 at 7:31 AM
Two quiet silhouettes lean into the calm water, as if fishing for reflections of time. Meanwhile, the sun scatters its silver confessions across a sea that remembers every unspoken thought.
The highest defense is not the border of the country, but the boundary of the human spirit.
November 24, 2025 at 7:22 AM
The highest defense is not the border of the country, but the boundary of the human spirit.
Free dissent is the ultimate measure of a strong society.
November 23, 2025 at 6:46 AM
Free dissent is the ultimate measure of a strong society.
This forsaken mansion, with its empty windows and walls covered in ivy, whispers like a memory that refuses to die. It is a quiet heirloom of time, crumbling beautifully beneath the gentle touch of daylight.
November 21, 2025 at 7:07 AM
This forsaken mansion, with its empty windows and walls covered in ivy, whispers like a memory that refuses to die. It is a quiet heirloom of time, crumbling beautifully beneath the gentle touch of daylight.
Authoritarians build monuments to forget; democracies build mirrors to remember. Only one invites correction.
November 21, 2025 at 6:55 AM
Authoritarians build monuments to forget; democracies build mirrors to remember. Only one invites correction.
The sky opens up like a quiet confession, allowing a beam of light to fall onto the water and remind the waiting boats that even the heaviest clouds make room for hope.
November 20, 2025 at 7:26 AM
The sky opens up like a quiet confession, allowing a beam of light to fall onto the water and remind the waiting boats that even the heaviest clouds make room for hope.
Whenever authority attempts to silence dissent, it exposes its fundamental fear: a knowledgeable and mobilized citizenry.
November 20, 2025 at 7:18 AM
Whenever authority attempts to silence dissent, it exposes its fundamental fear: a knowledgeable and mobilized citizenry.
The horizon burns softly in the cradle of the time, as if the day is whispering its last secret to the city before sinking into silence.
November 19, 2025 at 5:28 AM
The horizon burns softly in the cradle of the time, as if the day is whispering its last secret to the city before sinking into silence.
The death of civil society doesn't begin with handcuffs; it begins with a whisper campaign that turns truth-tellers into suspects.
November 19, 2025 at 4:57 AM
The death of civil society doesn't begin with handcuffs; it begins with a whisper campaign that turns truth-tellers into suspects.
The sun quietly promises to illuminate the city, its gentle glow turning every window into a trembling hymn of light.
November 18, 2025 at 6:51 AM
The sun quietly promises to illuminate the city, its gentle glow turning every window into a trembling hymn of light.
The war on NGOs isn't a plea for transparency; it's a desperate attempt to eliminate the truth-tellers who confirm the regime's moral bankruptcy.
November 18, 2025 at 6:44 AM
The war on NGOs isn't a plea for transparency; it's a desperate attempt to eliminate the truth-tellers who confirm the regime's moral bankruptcy.
The seagulls, their white wings gliding across the blue surface of the day, seem to be scattering unwritten thoughts.
November 17, 2025 at 7:20 AM
The seagulls, their white wings gliding across the blue surface of the day, seem to be scattering unwritten thoughts.
Civil space is the light and air of democracy, and without it, the law loses its transparency and its force.
November 17, 2025 at 6:59 AM
Civil space is the light and air of democracy, and without it, the law loses its transparency and its force.
True national strength belongs not to armies, but to nations whose citizens bravely challenge the status quo.
November 16, 2025 at 7:09 AM
True national strength belongs not to armies, but to nations whose citizens bravely challenge the status quo.
Authority is a rudderless ship when it sees coercion as the ballast of stability.
November 15, 2025 at 8:33 AM
Authority is a rudderless ship when it sees coercion as the ballast of stability.
The bridge stretches across the water, a visible manifestation of a quiet thought, holding the sky and the sea in an unbroken embrace.
November 14, 2025 at 6:20 AM
The bridge stretches across the water, a visible manifestation of a quiet thought, holding the sky and the sea in an unbroken embrace.
No fortress can withstand the silence of a society that refuses to hear its own voice.
November 14, 2025 at 6:14 AM
No fortress can withstand the silence of a society that refuses to hear its own voice.
The sun gently kisses the water, telling the Bosphorus that even endings can sparkle like beginnings.
November 13, 2025 at 4:52 AM
The sun gently kisses the water, telling the Bosphorus that even endings can sparkle like beginnings.
When the guardians of freedom grow silent, the map of justice begins to fade.
November 13, 2025 at 4:47 AM
When the guardians of freedom grow silent, the map of justice begins to fade.