Tonight, the building’s security uncle sat me down for his #earthquake #survival #guide —not from a manual, but from the heart:

If I share a thought here, does it stop being “mine”? Or do we just borrow fragments of each other’s minds—
tiny collisions of light in the #bluesky? #dilemma

Let the #holiday begin—hit the road, leave it all behind...
But the road hums: “You can run, but you’ll still pack the chaos in your trunk.”

A regime's threat playbook:
Weak ones try to compete.
Scared ones resort to slander.
Desperate ones weaponize bureaucracy - retroactively voiding degrees, rewriting history, pretending a properly earned diploma somehow 'wasn't valid' all along.
The fraud? Transparent.
The insecurity? Glaring.

It’s a farce: this platform eclipses X in every way, yet Turkey’s media class—journalists, politicians, the lot—still clings to that decaying platform like shipwrecked sailors to splintered wood. And so, with the enthusiasm of a tax auditor, I log in. God help us all. 🍻

All I need is to lose myself in the deep blue sky and let everything else fade away.

The second I decide to focus on everyday, mundane things and fill my page with them, something serious happens in the country, and it becomes impossible to think about anything else.