The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!" - from "On the road" by Jack Kerouac
Pictures by Svilen Nachev from his traveling with Bulgarian State Railways in 2017
"Those who can not remember the past are condemned to repeat it." - George Santayana
Belene concentration camp was part of the network of forced labour camps in Communist Bulgaria. It was located on the Persin (Belene) Island, between two branches of the Danube river.
The opponents of the communist dictatorship were forced to live in inhuman conditions ñ daily physical labour, intolerable demands and under constant armed guard. They were forced to live in bunkers and huts which they built themselves with whatever materials they could find. Hunger was the most terrible thing they were subject to.
Tens of thousands of prisoners passed through the camps.
Every year from 1990 at the end of May or the beginning of June, an annual pilgrimage to the site of the former camp is held. For the rest of the year the island is closed for visitors.
This pictures are from 2017 annual service of remembrance for the victims of the communist camps. (Photos and text by Svilen Nachev)
Are our cities bearable any longer?
What is our divident in an ever growing society where the fraction of hapiness is getting thinner and thinner?
What if illusion has become the only escape from an inflicted reality?
Svilen Nachev overwhelms us with questions, which will probably remain unanswered, but what a genuine and honest way to pitch them to us!