My name is Fernanda Vilera, AKA Mafe, I am a medical student in the most violent city in the world, Caracas, Venezuela. . I was not brought into this world alone but I usually am, my twin says that I stole her food in the womb but in truth I keep doing it. Engineer of miniature paper boats, a careless style in a very anxious persona, a sharp eyesight, but poor hearing, thus I listen carefully, albeit I can't see the obvious.
Currently engaging on my 5th year in medicine, a major that – almost – consumes all my time and energy, hence my never-ending, sleepless study sessions, except, who am I kidding?... Browsing memes while pretending to study. Disciplined only as response to my messy nature. With a serious problem when it comes to finishing ideas, relationships, projects and...
I write as an essential exercise for those who do not know how to express themselves, a faithful believer in writing on paper; any piece, corner or receipe sentenced to be lost, but I guess I can no longer run away from my millennial self and create a blog with the delirium that someone will read me.
I'm interested in art and science, especially the way they interact and their history. So my content will be directed to these topics along with the adventures that brings me to believe I’m immortal and the experiences of a hungry heart. From time to time with the social and political touch that includes, irremediably, living in an underdeveloped country with a corrupt government and a poor and ignorant populace. Also some humor, based on sarcasm and irony to expose my disturbed unconscious.
Art as therapy for the terror thats produced by being human, science as a way of thinking and medicine as a result of its mixture, for the exposure of people in their most vulnerable state, for the supposed victory of knowledge over death, for the people, their stories, their lives.
As such during my trips from and to the hospital, I attempt to expose my mind to the most amount of poetry, paintings and literature, however possible. Its my way of survival, granting me the words that I lack and teaching me how to express what cannot be said with words. Regarding music... full volume and all the time, always rock, indie over any genre, so some people may miscall me metalhead but it's made of bones, trust me i'm a doctor. My plan is to tell you how I fair with all of this, so perhaps one day, I may learn how to express myself properly, instead of using memes.
And since its a custom here... I learned about steemit from my ex, she may hoping that by writing to you, I shall stop writing to her, what I can say for sure however, is that so far I have loved the community, the idea of expressing myself to strangers and having the guts to share what I write and find intriguing.
Mafe says hi!
