VESO PORTARSKY

  The reflexion of the lion by Veso Portarsky I was young when they took me from the jungle and forced me to live inside the zoo Every day they brought baskets full of water until I forgot the sound of the river they gave me big pieces of meat until I forgot the excitement of the hunt Please don´t get me wrong: I like it here and even if they would open my cage and set me free one day, I would stay. You should consider: I am getting old and illnesses are all around they promised me an injection, when my body starts to hurt something that will make me fall asleep forever they told me that then I will be able to hear the sounds of the forest and smell the freedom of the wildness over and over again

                                                                                                                                                   рисунка Милен Личков Тоягата на дядо Коледа Берлин е либерален град.  ” Живей и остави другите да живеят”, беше казал преди много години Великият Фридрих и това се беше превърнало в девиз на града. Това може да се види в много аспекти на живота в Берлин. Един от тях беше свободното изживяване на сексуалността. През младежките ми години в България не бях свикнал да виждам мъже, които си държат ръцете или ...

                                                                                                         painting by Milen Lichkov  Santa Claus and the wish he could not fulfill The evening went well. After all, it was Christmas Eve and it was meant to be a good time. I rushed from address to address with my old black bicycle. I had an important role to play on this special day. Perhaps the most important: I was Santa Claus. I was wearing a long red coat and a white wig with a long white beard. I gave the children plenty of presents. I had 16 families in my golden book. I was not allowed to spend more than 25 minutes with each family. I had 5 minutes to arrive.  I alw...

Santa Claus und der Wunsch, den er nicht erfüllen konnte Der Abend lief gut. Es war schließlich der Heilige Abend und es sollte so sein. Ich sauste von Adresse zur Adresse mit meinem alten, schwarzen Fahrrad. Ich hatte eine wichtige Rolle an diesem besonderen Tag zu spielen. Vielleicht die wichtigste: ich war der Weihnachtsmann. Ich trug einen langen, roten Mantel und dazu eine weiße Perücke mit langem weißen Bart. Ich beschenkte die Kinder reichlich. Ich hatte 16 Familien in meinem goldenen Buch. Bei jeder Familie durfte ich höchstens 25 Minuten verbringen. 5 Minuten zum Ankommen Ich kam immer mit    einem Weihnachtslied, meistens Jingle Bells, in die Wohnungen hinein und ließ mir von den Kindern den Weihnachtsbaum zeigen und einen Stuhl geben. Innerhalb der nächsten 15 Minuten Aufenthalt in der Familie spürte ich oft, inwieweit wirklich Liebe und Harmonie dort herrschte. Viele Familien bestellten den Weihnachtsmann in der Hoffnung, die fehlende Harmonie zu ersetzen.  Vi...