I want to share in this space what I write when I feel, so you could appreciate what I create out of what I feel. I usually share this process in either graphic, or photographic forms, but now I feel ready to share my thoughts and feelings with the words that shaped them.
_23.12.2025 𓊆17:42𓊇
Tengo algo de colonizadora en mí cuando me siento cómoda precisamente por sentirme incómoda en una cultura ajena.
_21.12.2025 𓊆i made another friend today𓊇
his name is Oliver, he was born in England but he is from Iran. he doesn’t know who his mother or father is/was. he has been living in Berlin for 6 years—the same time i have served in germany so far.
it was hard to get his words but we communicated nonetheless. he asked me what i do. i told him that i was jobless, and he said: “Oh! Me too,”, with a smile. “i don’t like to work. it makes me sad. having to sleep, go to work, and then go back home; i don’t like that. i just want to rent a home.”
he asked me if I was around the neighborhood a lot, I told him that I wasn’t ; that I actually lived very far from there. he told me to search for him in Hermannplatz or to just go and ask in this other U-bahn station and ask—everyone there would let me know where he is. (he is the first one of these friends that somehow offered to stay in touch.)
I asked him about his friends, he said he has 4 good friends in Berlin. so I asked if he likes Berlin, and he said yes. Then he asked me for my number. I said: “No. Do you have a phone?” He laughed and said no. I genuinely asked: “Why do you need a phone?” He explained that to him it was very important to remain in touch with his friends, mainly through video calls. He explained that his last time with a smartphone was 5 years ago, but it was very annoying not being able to find where to charge it, or access the internet. I told him he is better off without one—that I felt that I have become a slave to mine.
He continued on his journey in the cold and said, “Gabriela, take care.” And I told him “Oliver: you take care.” And he left.
_20.12.2025 𓊆12:47𓊇
Somos constante descomposición en movimiento.
_20.12.2025 𓊆11:55𓊇
Quiero ser profesora.
_10.12.2025 𓊆19:59𓊇
a veces me siento muy esclava del tiempo.
estoy muy pendiente del reloj todo el día. sé cuántas horas me quedan para ser productiva y bajo eso me rijo.
no lo disfruto mucho y muy poco estoy en el presente.
_08.12.2025 𓊆00:20𓊇
“storytelling animals.”
_06.12.2025 𓊆21:26𓊇
“germany has always been a dichotomy.”
_27.11.2025 𓊆i made another friend today𓊇
his name is Murat, half Turkish half Albanian. has been living in Germany for 20 years, and 2 on the streets. he says his family is rich and lives in berlin. he offered me chocolate several times, but i did not want any. he had a lot of coal bags and i asked why; to which he whispered: ‘i am homeless’ (to which i said: ‘i know’) and we both laughed. he said that right now it is freaking cold, so he needs it. at least today was a bit sunny, and he seemed happy. we also talked about how this society feels a bit sick due to the lack of sun. he can speak in 6 languages.
_19.11.2025 𓊆00:57𓊇
i want to love instead of thinking about loving.
_09.11.2025 𓊆10:31𓊇
los seres humanos creamos —y creímos— el concepto de la tercera persona, y empezamos a hablar y pensar sobre nosotros mismos de tal forma. un fenómeno que no existía en la naturaleza (o almenos eso percibo e infiero).
somos, en cierto sentido, la inteligencia artificial más reciente de la Tierra.
los seres humanos somos un gran proceso de ingeniería.
_08.11.2025 𓊆21:34𓊇
Humans are the AI of nature.
We think it ends with us.
That is why we are in war with nature. Our own nature.
And we think we have a war with AI now.
_04.11.2025 𓊆14:04𓊇
gestar y parir.
_25.10.2025 𓊆08:42𓊇
one thing you want to say to the working class.
_20.10.2025 𓊆19:09𓊇
No puedo pelear contra la línea del tiempo.
_05.10.2025 𓊆19:59𓊇
¿la gente por qué es racista?
porque se le olvida de dónde viene.
_27.09.2025 𓊆11:08𓊇
we should embrace anarchy because only then we won’t be debating on what’s good or bad (or i like to believe in that).
but anarchy has to be seen without the capitalist lenses.
in anarchy hopefully systems would be more horizontal, through care and tenderness.
care would drive us, that would be our capital.
_19.09.2025 𓊆i made another friend today𓊇
i met him waiting for the s-bahn in Neukölln. his name is Marcel, he is from Halle and his dream was to study architecture. he has been homeless for 5 years and 6 months.
he lost everything because he fell in love with a woman, things didn’t work out and he was kicked out with nothing. he got separated from his pets. i asked him if he has a preferred neighborhood in berlin, to what he said: No. All of them have its pros and cons.
_16.09.2025 𓊆i made another friend today𓊇
i met him taking the u-bahn in Warschauer Str. i can’t remember his name but he is from Kurdistan. has been living in germany for 16 years, 7 on the streets. his family is in Bremen. he said his job is only taking the Pfand and was quite pissed about it. he blamed me for talking to him and distracting him from his destination. such a cool guy.
_14.09.2025 𓊆14:23𓊇
últimamente entiendo mejor cuando mi cuerpo me empieza a pedir estar en otras latitudes, y me exige recarga del sur.
_13.09.2025 𓊆10:16𓊇
Estoy como sobreestimuladita comadre.
_12.09.2025 𓊆10:18𓊇
I live with a condition called weltschmerz.
_11.09.2025 𓊆13:17𓊇
excited to see and experience how economies can go beyond capital.
_11.09.2025 𓊆13:17𓊇
vivo en un género literario llamado capitalismo mágico.
_10.09.2025 𓊆12:41𓊇
eternally chained to capitalismmmmm???
_05.09.2025 𓊆16:24𓊇
my brain hurts.
_01.09.2025 𓊆13:26𓊇
‘Ojos que no ven, corazón que no siente’ se aplica a la guerra también.
_31.08.2025 𓊆19:40𓊇
me muevo entre capitales voraces entrenando mi radar especial para localizar humanidad.
_28.08.2025 𓊆22:29𓊇
El poder de la pregunta.
_24.08.2025 𓊆14:54𓊇
‘thoughts on capitalizing the trauma’
_17.08.2025 𓊆16:36𓊇
belonging to a tribe of gabrielas.
all the gabrielas that have ever existed before me, and all those yet to be born.
_16.08.2025 𓊆12:11𓊇
“el conocimiento es un alimento de digestión lenta”. (por mi amigo Cami Londoño)
_01.08.2025 𓊆20:41𓊇
vivo en una contradicción constante y eso me consume mucho
_01.08.2025 𓊆18:58𓊇
alemania nos ha dado tanto al marxismo como al nazismo.
una radiografía muy superficial de porque amo y odio estar acá.
_27.07.2025 𓊆17:16𓊇
¿nos llevará la blanquitud a la extinción de nuestra propia especie y del bioma de la capa de la Tierra en la que vivimos?
_25.07.2025 𓊆18:47𓊇
Why do children have to die at the hands of greedy men?
Why must they starve when the land they were born in is as fertile as their dreams?
Why do girls and boys have to live such short lives?
Why must their dreams fade at the sounds of bombs?
Why do men point and shoot at innocent eyes?
Where do these childhoods go?
Do they fly away?
Why can’t they just laugh, learn to walk, and thrive—play, learn, hug, sleep, run, fall, and get back up again?
Why can’t they become the mothers and fathers who will embrace new dreams?
_18.07.2025 𓊆15:10𓊇
patriarchy as a whole is seen in how some men have historically decided on female bodies, just as they do with the land, by extracting and exploiting, and forcing their natural procedures and cycles.
_15.07.2025 𓊆15:10𓊇
Art is whatever.
_14.07.2025 𓊆12:32𓊇
Believe in anarchy.
_ 03.07.2025 𓊆22:20𓊇
some people have to pay no price for their ignorance.
their privilege is being ignorant.
_30.06.2025 𓊆19:04𓊇
seguir replanteándome a mí misma toda la vida.
_25.06.2025 𓊆12:37𓊇
Diasporas are containers of care.
_22.06.2025 𓊆19:47𓊇
the u.s.a is the high scaled version of what nepotism is.
_18.06.2025 𓊆11:03𓊇
imagina ser un senegales esclavizado, forzado a ir a tierras muy lejanas y jamás volver.
_13.06.2025 𓊆15:41𓊇
this week was greater than alexander the great.
_08.06.2025 𓊆07:49𓊇
mi qu(h)erencia.
_08.05.2025 𓊆22:18𓊇
I have this need. This deep feeling for my mother, my father, my grandparents, my aunts; the ones thatfor those who inhabited the Andes, the ones who walked all the way to the Americas, the ones who experienced nothing but the feeling of cold...
Coldness because of the environmental conditions back at that time when winter was all there was. When we were dying of frost and starvation. When we began to truly feel this need to survive-and that changed the course of our species completely.
When all of this chaos of greed with the environment began. When this need of survival grew so inmense in our minds that ‘we’ started to think about ‘god’ and all it had created-as if we ourselves were not the ones who created ‘god’ and gave a name to it.
We became slaves to our own thoughts, of our own minds-victims of our only bad habit: Thinking. The great disadvantage of being rational animals. We created the concept of ‘god’. And we believed it 100%.
_07.05.2025 𓊆22:11𓊇
Not everyone wants to get sentimental.
_07.05.2025 𓊆21:29𓊇
Greed is a disease.
_28.03.2025 𓊆18:55𓊇
i think we should be talking more about social decay.
_14.03.2025 𓊆11:07𓊇
we are dependent on a system that is destined to collapse.
now more than ever.
_28.01.2025 𓊆16:39𓊇
Me he sentado a analizar el capitalismo desde varias aristas e industrias posibles, y es enfermo el nivel de avaricia sanguinaria que existe en el sistema bajo el cuál todos los entes vivientes estamos intentando sobrevivir.
_27.02.2025 𓊆10:18𓊇
god shouldn’t be a given thought or concept.
god is the consciousness you build along the way.
god is the appreciation for life and the miracle life is.
and so it must grow and be nurtured.
_19.01.2025 𓊆19:59𓊇
Desconfía de quien no se conmueve.
_15.01.2025 𓊆17:48𓊇
han sido semanas de mucha reflexión.
de sentir bastante y bien profundo.
de abrir unas cuántas heridas y cuestionarme hasta mi propia existencia.
empecé por muchos lados pero una de las grandes conclusiones a las que llegué fue la siguiente:
mucha/os de nosotra/s nos radicalizamos desde el miedo y no desde la empatía; y siento que ahí está una de nuestras grandes grietas como humanidad.
cuándo no entendemos el dolor o la incomodidad, cuándo no lo sentimos; y suena bien extraño pero es así, creo que no sentimos el dolor.
y qué es el dolor si no es más que la oportunidad de darnos cariño, recibir cuidado, atender a nuestras necesidades y luego transmutarlo. quemarlo todo. para poder retomar con fuerza y ver con más claridad.
venimos de una gran opresión sistemática-mucho más grande de lo que imaginamos-que no nos ha permitido precisamente eso; porque el cuidado y el amor pasaron a otra instancia, a una estancia de lujo y privilegio. porque necesitamos de tiempo-y por ende capital-para ello, y tiempo es lo que no tenemos. la mentalidad cambió cuando dejamos de ser dueña/os de nuestro tiempo.
agradezco mucho el privilegio social y el sistema familiar en el que nací, porque me han permitido eso hasta ahora. tiempo. tiempo de sentarme con mis emociones, sentirlas, cuestionarlas y finalmente compartirlas, hablarlas y discutirlas.
he escrito mucho porque es la manera en la que puedo darle más forma a lo que siento y pienso, o pienso y después siento. aún no sé muy bien cómo es el orden.
empecé a compartirlo con mis más cercana/os y ahora decido exponerme al mundo.
_14.01.2025 𓊆17:23𓊇
I am a thinker against my own will.
_25.11.2024 𓊆12:03𓊇
La instagramificación del todo.
_22.11.2024 𓊆17:11𓊇
Elon Musk talking to a homeless.
_24.09.2024 𓊆19:41𓊇
We should embrace more the fact of contradicting ourselves.