I have a suspicion that I might have a transistor somewhere in my soul. I have been trying to detect it for months. I tried studying those tricky schemes showing how various electric devices are made. I tried talking to old radios. I tried looking into mirrors for hours, searching for something I have no idea about.
And nothing happened.
I still feel like old VEF202 radio, when I catch strange glimpses of outside world and turn it into something even stranger.
Why transistor, you ask. I have never liked physics, but when I was a kid, I was curious - I tried to understand all those strange maps my father used while fixing old TV's, radios and other interesting Things. In electronics, a transistor is a device commonly used to amplify or switch electronic signals. Or signals of being, existence.
And again, I feel that I have to make a report of my being.


Some philosophers believed that art is a way to feel, catch and transmit the Being of the world; Anima Mundi. I wish I was that kind of transmitter.