History sneers. Raw. Cyclical. Cruel. Every peace treaty gives birth to a field of ruins. Every solemn oath transforms, as soon as it is proclaimed, into a broken promise. Subtly—and sometimes ferociously.
From Potsdam 1945 to Istanbul 2025: The Metaphysics of Broken Promises
BY Cassandre G
The Tainted Oath
In 1945, in Potsdam [1], the Allies swore to build a new world. Four ideals were traced in fresh ink, while the still-warm ashes of the Apocalypse floated above the Berlin suburbs. Barely had the European fire extinguished when, in the shadows, others—driven by ideology or greed—stoked brighter embers.