the world has turned and left me here

the Berliner Dome

There is definitely something sinister about this place. If your environment looked like Berlin, I can understand why you might turn out like the Berliners I've seen thus far. The older people seem quiet and sort of resigned to their fate (their insides slowly withering away?). The younger people seem frustrated or angry. They smoke cigarettes against walls and then toss them onto the tracks with the same "I don't care" flair. Seems it's cool to not give a f*&#. Shave your head and get a tattoo, who gives a f*&#? They're well on their way to becoming like the older generation.

Have just visited the Berliner Dome. Unfortunately, the crypt beneath was too dimly lit to photograph without a flash. But totally quiet. Smooth cold marble. Stillness. All the coffins were set out on the floor. Some contained "unknown" persons. There were many small ones for children that died in the first couple years. At one point I got kind of spooked imagining what would happen if, in defiance of the stillness and smooth gray marble floors, everyone, known and unknown, were to suddenly burst forth from their coffins. Like lightning striking nearby on an unsuspecting and sleepy gray day.

An hour left before I meet Eric. Going to play some frisbee in front of one of these monuments; hopefully the sight of me enjoying myself may revive someone's withering insides.