Bill Braga
VI – Tempting Madness and its Delicious Sensations of Power
3 de March de 2020
It’s night fall at the Festival Juiz de Fora. After my outburst of rage and all the agitation quelled down, from what I remember there was a moment of reconciliation.…
V – Fragments of Lucidness
10 de January de 2020
I woke up. This time I knew very well where I was… inside that clinic… As much as they tried the meds couldn’t get the better of me, I was…
IV – Before the Next Injection
16 de December de 2019
I left Rio and was arriving in Juiz de Fora, another delightful city that had won me over. Our history, mine and that city, was recent but intense nonetheless. This…
III – Whole Heart, Confused Mind
30 de October de 2019
On my return to Rio, I rode a ferryboat and then the subway to reach Botafogo. It’s interesting how past and modernity coexist together. Rio is the city of antithesis,…
II – The Meanders of Remembrance
18 de October de 2019
By the time I was 23 I had already graduated in history the year before and was working on my master’s degree. It was exactly this master’s degree that led…
I – Disjointed Memories
27 de September de 2019
I woke up not knowing where I was. In fact, I realized that I had not been conscious of myself for some time. Some fleeting, disconnected memories, nothing to help…
XXVI – A loucura é a sanidade travestida de felicidade e prazer
