Δευτέρα, 21 Δεκεμβρίου 2009

Πιστεύω εις μίαν σούβλαν

Edo paratithonte ta pistevo kathe aksiou Kipriou (apefthias metadosi apo to facebook) pou timai tis paradosis tou mesa apo mia ilikrinis prosefxi pou aggizi tin pio vathia alithia pou krivete piso apo ta Xristougenna mas, tin emporikoteri giorti tou xronou. Aftes tis giortines meres pou plisiazoun, ne kiries ke kirioi, pistevo... Esis?

Πιστεύω εις μίαν σούβλαν, κυπριακήν, ποιοτικήν, ψημένην σε φουκούν και περασμένην σε μακριές σμίλες, με το μοτοράκι στο ON.

Και εις τα μαύρα τα κάρβουνα, γορασμένα σε σακκούλλαν μαύρην εξ περιπτέρου και τοποθετούμενα μέσα στην φουκούν, παίρνουν φόκον.

Φωτιάς εκ φουκούς, σούβλας χοιρινής, με κάρβουνα αφτούμενα, ψησθέντα εκ παρουσιάς διαφόρων ανθρώπων που ομιλούσαν για πολιτικά και μάππες.

Για δι ημάς τους Κυπρίους και την ορθήν απόλαυσην της σούβλας, κατελθόντα εκ της φρουταγοράς, αλλοδαπή γυναίκα και έφερεν αγγουράκια και τομάτες για την σαλάταν.

Και σερβιρισθέντα με την σαλάταν ημων, επι πιάτων μεγάλων, και φαηθέντα και χωνευθέντα.

Και τα αποφάγια εδόθησαν στους σκύλους για περαιτέρω καταβρόχθισην.

Και το τραπέζιν εκαθαρίσθην μετά φαμόζο απο τας κυρίας και έπειτα εσερβιρήσθην γλυκόν.

Και στο τέλος πάλιν εισακούσθηκεν το “Άτε τζιαι που Δευτέρας δίαιτα” απο τους κυρίους.

Και εις την φουκούν την μεταλλικήν, την τέλειαν, την στιβαρήν, την αιτίαν για το ψήσιμο της σούβλας, το συν μοτοράκι αφτούμενο για να γυρίζει τας σμίλας, ενωμένον με πόλους στο διπλοκάμπινον ημών.

Εις μίαν λαχταριστήν,τραγανήν και ανεπανάληπτην σούβλαν.

Ομολογώ το μάσημαν ολόκληρης αυτής.

Προσδοκώ την αθανασίαν αυτής.

Και να είναι άμιλλη εις τους αιώνας,

Αρνίν.

Πέμπτη, 17 Δεκεμβρίου 2009

Afto Pou Ftiaxni Tis Skies

Skotinia ston ourano sas ma atenizo to keno
s' afti tin psixri ke afilokseni politia pou me eriksan ta xronia.
Ta xronia pou kilisan san xionia
stivagmena se mia troxia gia to pouthena
perimenontas tin avgi na ta aggaliasi me to fos tis
dinnontas tous mia pio aoristi morfi
ekini pou xarizi eleftheria
ke ta perithoria stenevoun otan to telos ine i arxi.

Petrines apsixes morfes na me kitazun
sti mesi tis kosmosirrois ton aniparxton vrethika ke ego.
Tragikes morfes pou sernonte xoris ixni
san anastenagmos pou svinni
etsi xannonte ki afti...

Ena aeriko mou psithirise ta magika ta logia
tin diadromi gia tou paramithiou tin xora
lipame ma den me perni pia i ora
vlepo to fos pou plisiazi ke tromazo.
To fos ine pou ftiaxni tis skies otan kanenas den to vlepi
ke ego arnoume na gino alli mia skia sti mavri tous tin thalassa.
Trexo mesa stin nixta me svista fanaria ke svismenes elpides
san ena agrimi kinigimeno sta egkata tou dasous...

Κυριακή, 13 Δεκεμβρίου 2009

Logic Vs Emotion

O kathe anthropos exi mesa tou dio fones, ekini tis logikis ke ekini tou sinesthimatos. Pia apo tis dio fones tha iperisxisi ke tha ipokinisi ton kathe anthropo? Agnosto.

Analiontas tin foni tis logikis, tha prepi na anafero oti i logiki ine kati ipokimeniko, an skeftis to gegonos pos, to ti ine logiko ke ti oxi, diamorfonnete apo tin kinonia ke tis pepithisis pou mas kaliergoun. Afti i foni lipon, analiei ta panta litourgontas pros to simferon mas, parousiazontas mas tis pio epikerdous lisis vasi ton trexon katastaseon.

To sinestima ap' tin alli omos litourgi diaforetika. Litourgi pera apo ta filtra tou sostou ke lathous, apsifontas kathe idous kanones. Den mporis na allaksis i na diamorfosis afti tin foni, mono na tin kanis prosorina na sopasi, zontas me tin psevdesthisi pos tin nekroses.

Pia ap tis dio prepi na akolouthisis? Ta sinesthimata ine toso astata ke metavlita, mpori na se gelasoun, eno i logiki tha su dixni panta ton "sosto dromo". I ironia ine omos, pos mono akolouthontas to sinesthima kapios mpori na gini pragmatika eftiximenos, aneksartita an afti i stigmiea eftixia tou prokalesi mellontiko pono.
Ke o ponos ine ena simantiko meros tis zois pou mas kani na orimazoume ke na sinidopioume pragmata pou prin den mporusame na antilifthume me ton tropo pou ta vlepoume tora.

Polles fores, xoris oute emis i idioi na to skeftoume, kanoume pragmata aprosmena, pou den mporoume oute kan na ta etiologisume. San enstikto pou litourgise apo mono tou. Ekini i stigmi pou drasame, itan me apoliti eleftheria apo ta prepi ke ta giati. Eleftheria apo tin idia mas tin skepsi, pou polles fores, den ine para i ixos ton ideon pou alli mas fitepsan sto kefali. Otan katalavoume ti kaname, eki paremvenni i foni tis logikis ke mas vazi se mia diadikasia na dikeologithoume gia tis praksis mas ston idio mas ton eafto.

Min afisis pote tin logiki na se kani na esthanthis ntropi gia kati pou esthanthikes, giati ine san na niothis ntropi gia ton idio sou ton eafto, tou opiou prepi na mathis na agaliazis kathe kommati tou.

Σάββατο, 12 Δεκεμβρίου 2009

Ke Nekros Enikan

Opios ke na to ekane pantos, itane poli kala organomenos. Mesa se 2 ores kataferan na skapsoun 2 metra vathos xoma ke na aferesoun tin tafoplaka xoris na tis prokalesoun zimia. Topothetisan asvesti pano apo ton tafo gia na kalipsoun tin mirodia, gia tin paraplanisi ton skillon, afinnontas piso tous miden ixnoi. Ekmetallevomeni to skotadi pou epese apo tin diakopi revmatos, kinithikan grigora, vasi sxediou...

Katarxi mono ke mono i dilosi tis ikogenias papadopoullou, exi kinisi arketes ipopsies. Epeleksan na dilosoun ta akoloutha:

"Η ανίερη αυτή πράξη των τυμβωρύχων, πέραν της θλίψης και οργής που προκαλεί, δεν μπορεί με κανένα τρόπο να ενταφιάσει την πολιτική και να διαγράψει τις παρακαταθήκες που κατέλειπε ο Τάσσος Παπαδόπουλος. Οπου και αν βρίσκεται τώρα η σορός του, η φωνή του θα ακούγεται και θα διαρκεί, σε αυτούς τους δύσκολους καιρούς της εθνικής μας υπόθεσης"

Opos tha paratirisate, pouthena den anaferete paraklisi gia epistrofi tis sorou, para mono to gegonos oti to ergo tou teos proedrou ke o agonas sinexizonte. Afti i klopi tous exi vali kato apo ta fota tis dimosiotitas se pagosmio epipedo. Dimiourgithike salos, gia ena mnimosino pou epi kanonikon sinthikon tha perniotan aparatirito. Ela omos pou to mnimosino tha ginotan me adio feretro...

Aksioperiergo omos ine ke to gegonos oti i ikogenia pliroforithike to simvan i ora 8 ke omos katafthasan mia ora argotera ston topo pou o proin proedros anapavotan gia 364 meres, eno tha mporusan na vriskonte eki se diastima 10 lepton. Afto den sas vazi se skepsis? Arage na itan kati anamenomeno gia aftous to gegonos?

Os gnoston, o Tasos kratouse mia entelos diaforetiki stasi os pros tin lisi, to sxedio Anan, ktl, apo ton proedro tis dimokratias Xristofia. Me afti tin praksi, polloi epitidioi vrikan aformi na epanenosoun ton lao ke na anazopirosun ton fanatismo os pros tin plevra tis politikis tou Tasou, kontrarontas etsi ta parontika sxedia pou isos na mas exoun feri konta sti lisi, kathos ke na diafilaksoun tin kipriaki plevra tis kiprou apo tin enosi.

To idio ekanan ke oi Kiprioi pou gemisan tous tixous me ta vlasfima graffiti "I Kipros ine Tourkiki", gia kaliergia pereterou misous metaksi ton dio laon, odigontas tous aganaxtismenous polites sto "OXI".

Telika exoune dikeo, "Zi, zi ke mas kathodigi..."
I Kipros exi ena nekro igeti.

Πέμπτη, 10 Δεκεμβρίου 2009

The Wotaken

And Paranoia tastes like magic mushrooms. Run, dance, cook, all wild, experiance the thrilment and the sheer exitement of this unforgettable experiance. Don't forget to wear something silly and absolutely ridiculous to fit your state of mind.

Δευτέρα, 7 Δεκεμβρίου 2009

And Let Me Be Real

Midnight Sky Delights...
The Seductive Silence...
Thrill me.
Amaze me.
Captivate me.

I have a wish,
while I’m blessed by a newborn bliss
to provoke the thought,
erase all scripts,
challenge the stars...

Blindfold me,
so I can see what I currently cannot perceive...
Tie me up in the net of your world...
Make me sink deep in the core your thoughts,
just to taste your immortality...
Let me be a part of this magnificent beauty...
Just for a moment...
This sacred moment...

Κυριακή, 6 Δεκεμβρίου 2009

Truth Seekers

Ti ginete otan mia zoi kinigas tin alithia pasi thisia, me olo sou to ine? An ekini i anazitisi sou dinni logo na iparxis, dikeoma na anapneis ke kinitro gia na zis?

Erxete kapios epitidios ke sou kopanai me sarkasmo ke ironia, pos i moni alithia ine, pos den iparxi alithia. Ne kala akousate.

Toulaxiston oxi stin apoliti ke monadiki morfi tis. I alithia den ine para mia sxetiki ekdoxi peri sostou ston dosmeno xrono. Afti ine i pagida, i idia sou i parormisi se filakizi se akoma ena favlo kiklo.

Mexri na apofasisis na dosis telos. Mexri na afisis tin alithia stin akri, otan tha katalavis pos den aksize olo ton kopo. Isos kapios allos na tin vri os tote, ke esi apla na tou apantisis pikrammena:

"I alithia sou, den ine alithia..."

Σάββατο, 5 Δεκεμβρίου 2009

Once Loved


Kill me she whispered
with a voice of a stranger
as her insane laughter
echoed across the night

This wasn't her
It couldn't be...
This wasn't the one I loved
Not my girl, just the monster she has become

I have to end this
Memories flooded me, happy ones...
She was gone forever now
The one I loved was long lost...

My sword closed tighter around my hands
as I was trying to avoid the obvious
I closed my eyes
just feeling the breeze of this coal black night

Shadows or intruders?
the lingering scent was spreading
begging me to win, begging me to kill
to kill what I once loved...

Keeping The Distance


Merikes fores prepi na mathume na vlepoume tis apostasis apo mia pio thetiki skopia. To na kratas kapia oria stis sxesis sou gennika me tous allous, den ine aparetita kati to arnitiko. Antithetos se polles periptosis mpori na litourgisi ke san kinitro prospathias gia mia pio steni sxesi me ena sigekrimeno atomo. Pantote omos prepi na gnorizoume pou prepi na stamatame, outos oste na min allilopligonnomaste apo tin epithimia mas na paremvoume sti zoi tou allou atomou.

An ke kales oi prothesis mas, oi simvoules mas mpori na ine mi aksiopiisimes gia ton endiaferomeno, polles fores mono ke mono apo tin idia tou tin arnisi na dekti odigies apo enan allo pou "kseri kalitera". Stin periptosi pou antilifthoume oti o allos den ine diathetimenos na mas akousi ke sinexizi tin poria pou exi idi xaraksi akathextos, ine entelos askopo na sinexisoume tis matees prospathies mas os pros tin metastrofi tou atomou. To mono pou mporoume na kataferoume me afto ton tropo ine na travmatisoume tin idi iparxousa sxesi pou exoume xtisi os tora me afto ton anthropo, me to na tou steroume to dikeoma na kani lathos ke na mathi apo afto.

"The flower not fully open, the moon not fully round. This is the best state that can exist between people. As soon as a flower is fully open, it begins to fade; as soon as the moon is completely full, it immediately starts to wane. But when the flower is not fully open, nor the moon quite full, you will still feel anticipation and have something to long for."

Σάββατο, 28 Νοεμβρίου 2009

Tattooed Love


The colours are injected
the ink spreads dries and scars
as the needles pierce my skin
but I'm too numb to feel the pain

Full of riddles you are
and this tattoo is all I have
Expressionless
pushing me further into madness

Am I a masochist for loving you?
Tattooed love...
Injected colours into my arm
Your true colours, shades of black...

Now I can have your "heart"...
Forever tattooed in my arm
forever tattooed and mine...
Missing your real one I could never have...

The Liar In Me


Trekse tora, fige makria. Gia mena pia min psaksis, min lipithis, min me skeftis.

Emena den tha dis, emena den tha vris, monaxa tin orgi mou, pou perni me tin via tin parakseni morfi mou.

O ponos stin kardia isvalli, ta perni ola me mania, tis stigmes pou zisame, emas, mas diagrafi.

To kathe mou sagapo, tora leksis koufies ke kenes, iposxesis adies. Ena psema monaxa, apati egine megali. Mia ikona pou zografisa gia ta dika sou matia, mia paresthisi pou sou xarisa ke egine kommatia.

Ekini mera i makrini, otan tha exo ksexasti, se neo topo tha me vri. To katheti pou erxete, na kseris kapote pos fefgi. Afti tin fora omos girismo den exi.

He Lays Here

He lays down on the grass
Alone...
Lost and Forgotten...
His eyesight too blur to see the stars

He gazes with an empty look
The sky...
But he does not truly see a thing
Cold...

He lays here
while the children play accross the street
while mom bakes a cake he'll never taste
while life goes on around him

But he just lays here...
Without love, without a friend
Without someone to care
Without someone he can say goodbye to...

So he just lays here...

Δευτέρα, 9 Νοεμβρίου 2009

Eftixos pou Iparxoun Poutanes


Stin arxi me ithele gia ta lefta mou, ekina ta xartia pou i anthropoi iperextimisan, ola etsi ksekinisan.

Oi meres mou kilousan omorfa me tin nea mou sintrofia, mou xarise toses orees stigmes, anepanaliptes ke monadikes, ma vathia mesa mou eniotha ekini tin pikra, pos agorasa mia ksepoulimeni agapi, epidi pote den katafera na vro mia alithini.

Ine skliro na niothis tin aporripsi apo pantou, ine ekseftelistiko na katafefgis se etsi lisis tis stigmis, na katapatas tin perifania sou ke na ftiaxnis ena pseftiko oniro gia ton eafto sou. Na vionnis tin arnisi ke na dinese apolita se mia arista filotexnimeni parastasi, pou omos simeni ta panta gia sena. The show must go on...

Meta apo mines, apodextika ta pragmata os ixan ke ematha na zo gia to tora, na pernao kala ke na min to poli skotizo to thema, ixa pagidefti stin diki mou antilipsi tis plastis eftixias ke to apolamvanna. Tote itan pou eskase mia dilosi san vomva:
"S' agapo... Alithia... Pos omos na su to dikso? Pos omos na me pistepsis? Imaste ke oi 2 exmaloti tou psematos pou dimiourgisame..."

Σάββατο, 7 Νοεμβρίου 2009

My Black Hearted Princess

This is a song for my black hearted princess
this is a story engraved with pain
in the era when the need for destruction embraced the urge to love
in the era that the darkness took over my soul

So long we have been waiting
for that veil to be removed
'till so long reached forever
'till we were sick of waiting

Tears, oh tears
the most beautiful crystals
constructed with an honest pain
sparkling seeds of the eyes I love the most

Vulnerable at last
when the time comes
and the time came
for your sins to be paid

Right or wrong
Black or white
It really doesn't matter anymore
It's all just titles

I tried to show you the world,
you said you were blind
I said, you just didn't wanna see...
You just chose to live in your own version of reality

Just hide your face from the world that hurts you
shut your eyes I'm here in your darkest tower
frozen by the fear of you
you are just a myth, my black hearted princess...

Πέμπτη, 5 Νοεμβρίου 2009

Kolimpontas sta Vathia Nera

"Itan ena mikro karavi, pou itan ataksidefto..."

Emis oi anthropoi thimizoume fovera, pleoumena afimena sto eleos ton kimmaton. Meriki apo mas ine varkes, alli sanides ke alloi iperokeania, oloi mas omos kolimpame stin idia thalassa, tin megali thalassa tis zois.

Toso aprovlepti ke toso astathis. Allazi sinexos, apo tin mia stigmi stin alli ke se serni mazi tis stin kathe allagi. Den iparxi diafigi, an den simmorfothis pnigese, se perni apo kato, se vithizi sta kimmata tis. Tipota den ine sigouro ke asfales ke omos i tolmiri pernun to risko, se opia katefthinsi ke na tous pai to kimma.

Alloi protimoun na taksidevoun, na prokaloun tarazontas ta nera, ke alli sterionnoun otan vroun to limani tous, vlepontas mia zoi to idio topio, isos apo fovo min to xasoun. Merikoi afinnonte sto pelagos, eonia parasirmeni ke alli exun to kouragio na ipotaksun tin mira tous, na pane enantia sto revma ke na feroun tin allagi.

Stin kathe trikimia, mono i dinati epivionnoun, epidi kseroun panta na mazevoun ta kommatia tous ke na episkevazoun tis zimies. Etsi ine i thalassa, skliragogi...

Prosekse monaxa min tsakistis sta vraxia tis. Don't drink and drive...

Κυριακή, 1 Νοεμβρίου 2009

The Cure

Leaving behind,
all I ever loved
all I ever wanted
all I ever dreamt...

Empty and numb,
I've even walked away from the pain
and I still walk now...

Somehow it feels good
having nothing to care about
having nothing to lose

The ultimate freedom...
Do I really want it?
It doesn't really matter...
I never got to chose for myself
'till today...

A newborn sensation
having no limits
feeling no danger...

For once in my life I'll be the risky one,
the one who's not reliable or trusworthy
I've stepped out of my cage
and now I'll step beyond my station,
turning back is not an option anymore...

I'd like to feel the adrenaline to it's maximum,
spread the terror to the hearts of the petty people
those that live under the reign of fear of loss
After all I used to be one of them...
Maybe I can even "cure" them,
exactly like they did to me...

Τετάρτη, 21 Οκτωβρίου 2009

Oi Anamnisis mias Tiropittas

Kane mia apli ependisi, agorase mia tiropitta apo to plisiestero artopioio pou exis sti diathesi sou. Pare tin sta xeria sou, niose to aroma tis ke dagose tin gia na paris me anipomonisia tin proti tis gefsi.

Sintoma tha antilifthis tin kaki piotita tou tiriou, diladi tis essoterikis gemisis tis. Oli i simmasia pleon didete sto eksoteriko tis, alifontas tin sfoliata me ametrita stromata voutirou, na gini triferi ke to proion efparousiasto ston katanaloti. Pos ginete oli i prosoxi tou paraskevasti na strefete monaxa sto eksoteriko, adiaforontas pliros gia to essoteriko?

Mipos afto zitane i katanalotes stis meres mas, ena parousiastiko pou na entiposiazi? Theoritika, i tiropitta ine kati mikro ke asimanto ke omos ine ena digma tis antilipsis mas os kinonia. Etsi katantisame, na kitame mono to profanes ke oxi to ousiodi. Kitame tous anthropous ke tous krinoume apo to "peritiligma", san ena vivlio pou to diavazis monaxa epidi se entiposiase to eksofillo.

An dis ta pragmata antikimenika, tha katalavis oti oi perissoteroi apo mas, kanoun oti kanoun, monaxa gia ta matia tou kosmou stin apegnosmeni anazitisi tous gia anagnorisi ke egrisi apo tous giro tous, ipokinumeni apo tin kinonia. Pasxizoun na ksexorisoun, ksepernontas tous allous se iperoxi, eksolothrevontas ton antagonismo. Mpennoun se mia allepallili diadikasia sigrisis metaksi tous.

Afta prostazoun oi sinthikes tou simmera. Entiposiazomaste apo tis giallisteres petres tous, animpori na dume pera apo afto pou mas provalloun. Tin epomeni fora pou tha fas tiropitta, isos na me thimithis...

Δευτέρα, 19 Οκτωβρίου 2009

Rotten Meat In Our Tomb

Let's just sit together now
and talk about the future darling
when you'll be away and I'll be slaying
all the people that you ever loved

When you'll wake up from your deep sleep
you'll see everything sick I've done for you
and we'll celebrate together in our tomb of eternal rest
projected by the twisted technology I have created

Let's just paint it all crimson,
we've got lots of "paint" here
nothing goes to waste my darling
in our gleeful dance of rotten meat

I promise I'll cook for you,
as I said a while ago, killing is the greatest joy
corpses all the way to Hell to lead you darling
I am the monster here and you can't save yourself

Too bad all the fun is over
sunrise comes and vanishes all
but I promise I'll be here for you darling
when all the light in your soul is gone...

Des to Allios

Kalimera ipa, ke anniksa ta matia mou gia na antikriso ena tholo ourano.

Ena sinnefiasmeno vlemma gia na kitazo, to grizo pou krivi to galazio.
Mesa stous tixous tha klisto, ke pia den tha to vlepo, thelo na krivome ap tis zois to peplo.
I omorfia tou kosmou sou, na krivi tosi friki, kserontas poso matei ine i figi.

Vlepo oti vlepis, ma to vlepo allios. Kathe leksi exi diaforetiki xria, otan alli foni tin xromatizi.

Thripsalla kommatia ginete to kathe oniro pou fefgi. Mia elpida makrini pou girismo den exi. Meres na kilane askopa, vouva ke o xronos trexi.
Klise ta matia sou ke des afto pou vlepo, den ine oute asximo ma oute ke oreo. San dilitirio kilai i pikra sto kormi mou ke san glikia parigoria mou perni tin zoi mou.

Kalinixta ke xannome ksana mes sti siopi mou, sto skotadi to avato pou krivi i sigi mou, sto kathe antio pou sou xarisa mazi me tin psixi mou...

Πέμπτη, 8 Οκτωβρίου 2009

The End

Faded and rusty memories that decay
the former glory of one moment's dare

And so I gazed upon you...
completely at odds with reality
trapped in an endless circle of sorrow and regret
And so you gazed upon me...
I never hoped that you'd understand especially now,
haunted by the shadows of fears they've planted in my head
taken over inch by inch
unable to stay, impossible to escape
making me feel uneasy with what I felt back then,
then when all seemed to fall into place...

An outlook of a world intertwined with my new perception
the seeds of doubt have been planted,
it's far too late to look back now
when hope seems to vanish
when breath seems to shorten...

Cracks into the construct of the perfect logic,
the one corrupted by greed and ambition
misleading us into those paths we never intended crossing...
They never believed in us
cause we never truly believed in ourselves...
We never found what we sought
cause it never matched their wishes

And here we end up again...
gazing upon each other
eyes speaking the words our mouths could never say,
the sayings of the heart the mind desperately tries to bury...

They won...
It's alright, one must know when to walk away
when it's time for the wounds to be healed
It's alright...
As long as we have each other...

Naturalistic

I wished to study and analyse nature in places that the human factor has not attempted to alter its state.

It’s really fascinating if you take a closer look at places that are literally taken back by nature. It’s almost as if nature seeks its revenge through the thorns surrounding collapsing surfaces, but on the other hand it can be viewed as a defence against the constant human factor interfering with its various aspects.

There is so much beauty and sensitivity in landscapes, which comes in complete contrast with the wild side of nature. So randomly spread and unarranged, there is nothing to put them into place or fixed positions.

On a deeper level, the wilderness and roughness pictured can represent the contrast in human emotions. The spontaneous and independent part, but it also expresses an inner rage. Just like a rose, which is extremely delicate and beautiful, while on the other hand its thorns contrasting all these, threatening and sharp, they show that if you try to cut it, it will hurt you back.

That's the way nature works... Another system?

I wonder when it will be our turn, when nature's rage will fall upon us...

Σάββατο, 3 Οκτωβρίου 2009

The One that Loved you to Death

Hello my love,
Together forever we promised
Eternity forgotten, eternity wasted
We can be what we once were

I'm still here my love,
waiting for your return
the day we'll be together again
the day of my salvation

Don't cry my love,
death will never be the one to tear us apart
No matter what happens
I'll forgive you that's what you said

I'm sorry my love,
I can't be what you want me to be
I'll always be me
The one that loved you to death...

Σάββατο, 26 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

Milk is for the Naughty Ones

Simera tha analisoume tin proelefsi tou galaxtos! Katarxi, prepi na toniso to gegonos oti to gala pou katanalonoume sxedon epi kathimerinis vaseos ke vriskete afti ti stigmi sta psigia mas, den proerxete apo tis agelades. I pigi tou kakou ine ta polisixnasta katagogia gnosta os cabarets. Ne kiries ke kirioi, kala akousate! Tha ekplagite, alla se afto to gala rixnume oli tin efthini gia tin katakorifi afksisi tou kounistou plithismou tis xoras mas.

Os gnosto i parevriskomenes entos aftou tou xorou kalitexnides, exun iposti se epemvasi prosthetikis stithous, kata tin diarkia tis opias, tous exoun prosthesi mia idiki siskevi telefteas texnologias pou energopiei tin eikositetraori roi ke paragogi galaxtos apo tous mastous, me skopo tin extra efxaristisi ton pelaton tous.

Fisika omos, gia galaxtoviomixanies, afto den itan ena gegonos pou emine aparatirito. Sintoma paratirisan oti to fisiko athropino gala iperexi se gefsi ke threptika sistatika, kirios omos paratirisan to miomeno kostos tou ke etsi apofasisan na to kathierosoun. Opos itan anamenomeno, afti i allagi den eftase sta aftia tou koinou, gia evnoitous logous.

Afto omos pou den provlepsan oi galaxtoviomixanies itan ta side effects aftou tou galaxtos. Oi kalitexnides os gnosto se olous mas, kouniounte ke fisiko epakoloutho ine to gala tous na ine ke afto kounisto. I katanalosi aftou tou kounistou galaxtos exi os apotelesma tin metatropi tou idiou tou atomou se kounisto afu kuniete mesa sti stomaxiki kilotita tou afto to gala, gia ores oloklires meta tin kataposi.

Tora kseris tin alithia! Xrisimopiise sofa tin gnosi pou apekomises ke metadose afto to minima me tin elpida afipnisis tou laou sou.

Δευτέρα, 21 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

Together Forever

Ithela na sou po pos kapies nixtes se skeftome...

Ne tote to niosa, se misisa st' alithia. San musiki, glikia ma apomakri tha se exo stin kardia mou. San tragoudi apoxeretismou tis aprositis outopias pou mou xarises. Den iparxi xoros gia alla dakria, oxi tora, mono mia glikopikri sigi pou kouvala tis anamnisis ton oson zisame. Ta sintrimia ton xartinon pirgon pou xtisame, ta onira pou gremmistikan se mia stigmi.

Se thimame na gelas, xaroumeni ke eleftheri. Ekanes tin kardia mou na skirtai monaxa me ena sou vlemma, oi leksis perittes. Sta matia sou vriskontan ola ta asteria, olo mou to simpan. Ipirksa gia sena. Ke tora i apousia sou avastaxa dini tin thesi tis ston pono. San foties pou me perikiklonnoun ta lathoi, me kene, me skotonnoun, mou klevoune arga ti zoi. Ne se skeftome, ke s'agapo...

Osa ke na mas xorizoun, ego tha kratao afta pou mas enonnoun san sterni ikona sto mialo, san ena oniro tholo, tha se kratao edo... Oso ke na se makria, gia mena tha se edo. Edo pou se ethapsa sto piso meros tis kardias mou. Eki opou den mpori na se pari kanis, eki pou tha ise monaxa diki mou...

Na prosexis mikri mou, ekina ta matia pou agapo. Na se kala ke eftixismeni, mono afto zito.

Παρασκευή, 18 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

Paranoid



Me perifania sas anakinonno oti to simera, to perasa mesa stin parania. Den ksero an itan kan diki mou idea. Den ksero kan pos ola ksekinisan, ma simmera vrika ton eafto mou na dagonni perifana ena kormo dentrou. Stoxos den itan i aferesi tou eksoterikou fliou tou dentrou me tin xrisi tis siagonas. Katakrivia stoxos den itane kanenas.

Telika vrethika na masao ena mikro kladaki pou proeksexe. Telika vrethika na gelao, me ena tropo afisiko ma ksekardistiko. Telika me piran ta patomata stin aggalia tous tin afilokseni. Telika etreksa me tin psixi mou mesa se ena parking tsimentenio, asfixtika klisto.

Ma ti sto kalo kano? Fovame oti edo den iparxi oute ideologia oute kinitro. Kano tou kefaliou mou ipotheto, i kati paromio telospanton. Kolimpao mesa sta kimmata tou gelotos. Epipleo sta vathia nera, san simadoura stis thalasses tou topou mou.

Ke an me rotas, ne, mou aresi afto pou kano. Giati oti kano to kano me tin psixi mou, giati eki vazo ena kommati tou eaftou mou. Ekana sxedia, ke tora me kitazoun agriopa ke thimomena. Me theloune na diaskedazo sta plesia tis sovarotitas. Ai sto dialo tous leo ke ta keo. Ola ta keo, se mia pira pou ola ta katapinni, se mia pira pou me litronni...

Κυριακή, 13 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

For Arist

Prosefxisou ston theo tis siopis perpatontas sta vimata tis sofias ke tote tha vris ton krimmeno eafto.

Tragoudise me ta poulia gia na niosis ksana pos iparxis ke efxaristise tin fisi gia osa sou xarise, dika sou, monadika opos i idia sou i iparksi.

Xasou apo ton kosmo mono gia na anakalipsis ena kenourgio, pou epifilassi nea taksidia ke peripeties.

Kitakse to agnosto katamatta ke vres eki mesa ena meros pou mporis na anikis.

Tha se dexti me annixtes aggales to avrio, mono an to aggaliasis ke esi.

O dromos megalos ke se perimeni, ta monopatia omos ine dikes sou epiloges.

Ke na thimase, pote na min kitas piso sou, mono mprosta...

Min trexis, apolafse tin diadromi.



Farewell.

Πέμπτη, 10 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

What lies beneath the light

In the core of your innermost fantasies
lies an alluring truth
where all the beauty of this world unveils
in this deeply seductive journey that unfolds...

Listen to the whispers of the lost
let them lead you to those far away lands
and I promise you won't forget
you won't regret...

Run through the darkwoods
against the wrath of the waves
and let the air brush against your face,
the breeze of a vision coming to life

Mysterious motives and incoherent patterns
Little did we know of what lies beneath the light...

Captivated by the unknown
swallowed by the abyss of infinity
Feel the thrill...

Anywhere but here,
this world so cruel and dull...

Amazing places await you stranger...
Just close your eyes,
you'll be where you wanna be...
Where you belong...

(Mess)age




Turn around and face


the screams of pain that you ignored,


before the horror reaches your eyes,


before the terror touches your soul...




"If we can live with the knowledge that death is our constant companion, traveling on our 'left shoulder,' then death can become in the words of Don Juan, our 'ally' still fearsome but continually a source of wise counsel. With death's counsel, the constant awareness of the limit of our time to live and love, we can always be guided to make the best use of our time and live life to the fullest. But if we are unwilling to fully face the fearsome presence of death on our left shoulder, we deprive ourselves of its counsel and cannot possibly live or love with clarity. When we shy away from death, the ever-changing nature of things, we inevitably shy away from life."

- M. Scott Peck


Today,

before the darkness blinds your sight...

Τρίτη, 8 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

Are we humans or are we dancers of a given beat?

And remember, no matter where you go, there you are. -Confucius



Who are you? And why are you who you are? If it's time to meet your maker, it's the time to face your thoughts which made you. Are you sure you are who you think you are, how you and your life were constructed as a manifestation of your thoughts?

The way we perceive ourselves and others perceive us can change instantly by simply changing the way you think, changing thoughts. Changing programming. Being what you want to be. But guess what: If you can change, you are not real.

Everything that is a limitation, everything that you cannot see as who you are, means that you are going to have to change. When you change, have a look at what happens. You become a new person. If that happens, isnt it common sense then, that who you are now is not real? Why are you defending who you are now, what defines you now?

You exist as knowledge and information, definitions, ideas, beliefs and perceptions that are formed and designed as yourself, as the who I am in the human physical body.

Deceiving others is truly deceiving yourself. Don't do unto another what you dont want them done to you which implies in its every nature that what you do to another, you will experience. if you fear your neighbour and your neighbour fears you back what does that mean? Eventually you are going to end up in a war, killing each other, destroying each other, deceiving each other, hurting each other.

There is No Forgiveness. Only Self-Forgiveness. Forgiveness is useless if we can't forgive ourselves. Forgiveness is useless if we do not change. Forgiveness is deception if it's used as justification. Self-Forgiveness, Self-Honesty, Self-Trust, Self-Responsibility. When each one can trust oneself to do what's best for life in all ways - we may start trusting each-other as self.

Love is used as a weapon to layer and blind the foolish to not see what is really going on. A fool is someone who accepts who they are as the programmed product of parents, teachers, media, religion, science and defining the world around them according to information that has come from someone else.

Understand that the New World Order controls publishing and it is to their benefit to promote love, whether for new age or christianity or any religion, because love demands you must turn a blind eye to abuse and turn the other cheek. Time to stop this abuse and focus on revealing the frauds of love.

We can accept God becoming Man to save Man, but not Man becoming God to save himself. -Vernon Howard

Light never battles darkness, so when you see a fight it is always between two dark forces. -Vernon Howard

There is no evolution.The picture just changes, but the foundation is the same as it has always been. Whether you believe in god or 'scientific breakthroughs', the Truth is still war, rape, torture, greed, fear, self-interest, starvation, poverty, ignorance, denial, delusion and useless beliefs.

God cannot be seen anywhere, beliefs in this world are just beliefs. Evil can be seen everywhere, everyday. On Meditation and Oneness: If you meditate and do not experience the pain and suffering on this planet, you are not One in fact, but separate. Meditate till the screams follow you all day, then you are self honestly here, as life in Oneness.

P.S: "Needlessly negative?" Is there a 'negative' that you could live with? Because no matter how much you would like to sugar-coat the condition of the world, things are not going to get better on its own. THINGS ARE NOT OKAY.

Real knowledge is to know the extent of one's ignorance. -Confucius

Πέμπτη, 3 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

Wake me up when September Ends

Mpike ke o Septembris, me ola tou ta epakoloutha. To kako ksekinise ke kaneis den prokite na to stamatisi. Ti grigora pou kilai o xronos. Toso grigora pou arxisa na meno piso. Tora apla trexo na prolavo. Trexo alla matea, panta vriskete ena vima mprosta mou, pote den perimeni kanena.

Etsi ke to fetino kalokeri ftanni adoksa sto telos tou. Den leo, kala perasame, alla pote kanis den ine apolita etimos na apoxeretisi tis kales stigmes. Terma oi diakopes, ta ksenixtia ke i asoti zoi, ta pronomia tou kalokeriou. Gia akoma mia fora to kathikon kali, stis taksis, sta sxolia.

Ksekinontas apo avrio, tha ksipnao apo to xarama, me ton ekkofantiko ixo pou paragete apo to ksipnitiri mou. Tha exo opsi agria, xlomi gia na epivioso stis diskoles ores pou mou epifilassonte. Fones, dulia ke paragogikotita. Odigies na akolouthisis, piesi, ke apetisis anarithmites. To agxos omos den tha me molini, oxi afti ti fora, den tha to epitrepso.

I routina tha erthi na pari tin polipothiti ekdikisi tis. Emis omos den tha sinetistoume! Emis omos den ptooumaste! Tha kratisoume gia panta to kalokeri stin kardia mas, eki opou kanis den mpori na mas to pari, eki opou an to epileksoume, pote den telionni...

Τετάρτη, 2 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

Voices in the Head

Me vasanizoune i skepsis mou. Ti na lene i skepsis? Ti epixirimata na provalloun epimona? Giati me kanoun na ponao? Giati mou ta lene ola afta? Gia to kalo mou?

Ke tote katalava, den ine i skepsis pou ponane, alla i alithia pou me xtipai san xastouki sta moutra ke me kontrari aneleita. Ti skliri kritiki, ma poso dikeo exi...

Xriazete polli tharros otan erxese antimetopos me ekino ton pikroxolo kriti pou krivete sto piso meros tou mialou sou. Oloi oi anthropoi exun diaforetiki ikona sximatismeni sto kefali tous gia ton eafto tous ap' oti o ipolipos kosmos. Ti ginete otan afti i foni sou gremizi ton eafto sou "opos ton ikseres"?

Ti me kathorizi? Oi praksis mou ke oi epiloges mou. Ti ime? Oti thelo na ime tin sigekrimeni xroniki stigmi. Pios ime? Kanenas...

Τρίτη, 1 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

Maria

Me lene Maria mou ipe to koritsi. Thes na sou dikso ti vlepo? Ke prin prolavo kan na apantiso, xathika se mia noiti avisso. Fones frikis sinodevan tin ptosi mou, fones ponou, orgis, dipsasmenes gia ekdikisi. Fones pou den se afinnoun na ksexasis, fones pou antixane sto avato ton eonon ke sou mavrizoun tin psixi.

Vrethika se ena domatio gemato kosmo, na tous parakoloutho apo psila na pigennoerxonte nevrika me tis aposkeves tous. Annigan kouventes stin prospathia tous na kanoun tin anamoni pio ipoferti alla matea, i agonia ke i kourasi itan zografismeni sto prosopo tous. Emiazan san pontikia pou piastikan se mia kalostimeni pagida, animpora na antidrasoun ke to mellon agnosto. I tixi tous tora vriskotan sta xeria kapion allon.

Mesa sto plithos katafera na diakrino ke tin Maria. Stekotan dipla apo ton thio tis pou prospathouse na tin kathisixasi, epeksigontas tis pos den iparxi kanenas apolitos logos na anisixi, alloste etsi ipane oi arxes. Oi goneis tis ixan apeviosi ke etsi ekini ke o mikroteros aderfos tis itan ipo tin frontida tou thiou tis pou mexri stigmis tous megalonne san storgikos pateras, parolo pou o idios den ekane pote diki tou oikogenia.

O aderfos tis epeze anemela me tis aposkeves enoxlontas tous giro tou, pou tou erixnan agries maties, kathos kanenas den ixe oreksi gia polles kouventes, poso mallon gia paratirisis. I Maria ton zileve, itan toso eftixismenos stin agnia tou.

Tote itane pou ekane tin isodo tis i armodios, xorizontas tous parevriskomenous se omades ke akolouthos sinodevontan me oxi ke ton kalitero tropo stin teleftea tous katikia apo 2 mpratsomenous.

Irthe ke i ora tis Marias. Tin pirane ke tora tin odigoune sto thanato. Vrethike se ena apo ta poliarithma aspra domatia me tous "giatrous" ke ta farmaka, kato apo to ektiflotiko fos, afu prota tis ksirisan to kefali. Arxise i eksetasi me ena fialidio. To exisan prosextika pano sto derma tis ke afto arxise na tis katatroi tis sarkes, eno afti sfadaze apo ton pono ke evgaze apegnosmenes kravges voithias.

Telika to martirio afto teliose, gia na dosi ti thesi tou se ena kenourgio. Demeni xiropodara i maria eniose pagomenous gantzous na tripane to derma tis apo kathe plevra, to prosopo tis na kommatiazete, ke telika na tis aferoun rizika to derma apo ta simia tis epilogis tous, ravontas oti derma apemine me tropo frikiastiko ke apokroustiko.

Teliosame mazi sou, ipe pagera o giatros ke i voithos tou xamogelontas sadistika efere ena kathrefti mprosta sto prosopo tou koritsiou. I ikona pou antikrise tin ekane na efxotan na itan nekri. Ksero ti skeftese tis ipe i voithos, i efxi sou tha pragmatopiithi ke tote eniose ena tsimpima, to telefteo pragma pou eniose pote tis...

I Maria apedixtike ena kalo piramatozoo gia to instituto. Ixan tin efkeria na dokimasoun pano tis ola ta kenourgia proionta ke tis "parenergies" tous, kathos ke tin sirigga tis efthanasias. Oute gia mia stigmi den niastikan gia to argo martirio tis.

To ptoma tis to meteferan stin soro me ta ipolipa sapismena kormia pou arxisan na xannoun tin athropini opsi tous, gia kapsimo stin pira. Den itan para mono enas mikros thanatos. Akoma ena thima stous pollous. Ena digma, tipota parapano. Ena pirama.

Ke ksanavrethika sto idio domatio me tin Maria. Afti apla me rotise an vlepo tin ironia. Ego den apokrithika. Ekini omos sinexise: "Tora kseris ti vlepo... Vlepo tin kakia aftou tou kosmou... Tora tin ides ke esi, mesa ap' ta matia mou..."

Gay Cake

Polles fores me apokalesan aneprokopi, tempela ke ta sinafi. Etsi espefsa na tous apodikso to antitheto. Evala ligi fantasia ke tote irthe i ora na dimiourgiso. To apotelesma ine emfanes stin akolouthi fotografia, an ke lipi ena kommati gia evnoitous logous.

To onomasa "Gay Cake" oxi mono prostimi tou Gay Pride pou therma ipostirizo, me tin efkeria tis polixromias tou, mia ke to ouranio tokso ine to simvolo tou. Katarxi gay extos apo omofilofilos simeni ke xaroumenos ke ithela afto to cake na dosi xara se olous pou prokite na to katanalosoun lian sintomos.

To ksero pos akougete xazo ke astio, alla ithela afto to cake na exi diforiki simmasia. Apo tin mia ithela na timiso to Gay Pride ke na doso ena minima antiratsismou edo sti Kipro, pou kathe allo para annixtomiali kinonia imaste, alla afto ine mia alli sizitisi. Gia na ime akrivis egrapsa ke "Gay" pano alla i mitera mou to esvise olo apofasistikotita me 2 kinisis. Apo tin alli ithela na metadoso ti xara ke tin esiodoksia, kati mikro pou omos se kani na xamogelas.

Etsi, na xeromaste me ta mikra pragmata sti zoi, san mikra pedia pou zoun tin eftixia tis stigmis...

Y.G: Akolouthoun akoma 2 paradigmata apo Gay Cakes pou vrika sto internet:






San ta spithkiasima en eshi alla telospanton... Apolafste Ipefthina!

Κυριακή, 30 Αυγούστου 2009

And So I Walked











Perpatisa ke akousa kapiou pediou tragoudi
Ta asteria xathikan mprosta sto fos tou iliou
To kimma espase stou potamou tis oxthes
Ke to tragudi esvise stin proti kalinixta

Opsi thampi ke aoristi
Vlemmata apsixa kena
Enas kosmos nekros
Matomeni gi

Perpatisa ke patisa ena mikro louloudi
Prin na zisi ego tou pira ti zoi

Den girizo piso ipa
Tha figo
Den girizo piso
Mono pou akoma ime edo
Stekome sto idio simio
As kano to proto vima

Ke tote perpatisa...
Tous nomous pou eftiaksa ego,
tous patisa...

Τετάρτη, 26 Αυγούστου 2009

Point of View

Se afto ton kosmo gia tipota den mporis na ise siguros, adinato na paris kati os dedomeno. O anthropos prepi na mathi, men, na ine annixtos pros oles tis katefthinsis, afu prota omos tes erevnisi ke skefti o idios gia ton eafto tou, kati pou poli ligi kanoun pleon stin epoxi mas, tin epoxi tis textologias opou oloi ta perimenoun ola etima, efkola ke grigora sto piato tous, me to patima enos koumpiou.

Skopos mou den ine na metadoso tis idees pou provallonte gennika mesa apo afto to blog, kathos den iparxi mono mia plevra sta pragmata. Apla parousiazo mia apo tis polles optikes gonies, xoris na simeni aparetita oti afti ipostirizo. Stoxos mou ine monaxa na provlimatiso ton anagnosti. Na ton kano na analogisti ta pragmata apo ta opia prospathi ke kataferni me epitixia na krifti.

Pagidevmeni mesa stin routina ke tin mikroastiki zoi, ta perithoria afipnisis stenevoun. Poli ligi pleon ine prothimi na dulepsoun ke na afierosoun xrono stin essoteriki anazitisi. Poli ligi exoun to tharros na anakalipsoun ton eafto tous...

An Anorthodox View on Love



Akolouthi mia kapos anorthodoksi apopsi gia tin agapi. I
agapi ine apo ta pio entona alla ke katastrofika sinesthimata pou mpori na niosi enas athropos. Ine apistefto to pos mpori na se allaksi rizika san athropo, na vgali tin kaliteri alla ke xiroteri ekdoxi tou eaftou sou.

I agapi ine san narkotiko, osi perissoteri pernis tosi perissoteri thelis, perimenis ke theoris fisiologiko na exis. Tis skepsis sou plimirizoun ikones me to atomo me to opio mirazese afto to sinesthima olo ke perissotero, san arrostia pou eksaplonnete ke siga siga troi ta panta.

I agapi dimiourgi giro sou mia ksexoristi nea pragmatikotita pou se kani na antilamvannese ta pragmata diaforetika. Ine san eksartisi, sto telos katantas na kanis ta panta gia na diatirisis ke na min xasis afti tin pragmatikotita, na tin zis, adiaforontas gia ton ipolipo kosmo ke ta provlimata tou. Apostasiopiise apo pragmata pou prin theorouses simantika afou tora zis se ena allo kosmo pou peristrefete giro apo ena allo atomo.

Arage osi agapane na ginonte sklavi ton sinestimaton tous? Imaste arage eksartimeni?
Pios mpori na krini ke na apofasisi me siguria?

Be(lie)ve

An to kaloskeftis, oli mas i zoi stirizete stis pepithisis mas. Kathe fora pou pernoume mia apofasi xrisimopioume afto to kritirio pou tha kathorisi to ti theoroume sosto ke lathos se afti ti zoi. Apo aftes tis theories peri sostou ke lathous pigazi ke i ithiki tou kathenos mas.

To ti pistevoume stirizete sxedon oloklirotika ston programmatismo pou exoume dexti apo tin pediki mas kiolas ilikia, apo tous gonis mas ke sinexizete mexri simmera apo ta mazikis enimerosis pou «isigounte» ton idaniko tropo zois se olous emas pou kitazoume me zilia tous «epitiximenous» pou provallonte mesa sto kouti . Giati arage se afto ton kosmo i epitixia na taftizete me ton arithmo metriton ston trapeziko sou logariasmo, i tin akrivi marka aftokinitou sou?

To pos skeftese kathorizi ke to pos zis, ke to ti pistevis kathorizi to pos skeftese. Se afto ton kosmo ton pollaplon epilogon, ine telika i pisti to mono kritirio? Ti ke an oti pistepses mexri simera itan ena psema? Exis to kouragio na to paradextis stous allous, alla pro pantos ston eafto sou? Mporis na to anteksis, i tha katarrefsis mprosta stin aprosmeni alithia pou sou gremmise oti os simera theorouses alithino ke diko sou?

Fisika iparxi ke i alli theoria, pou dilonni pos otan pistepsis kati me oli sou tin kardia pragmatopiite, ke arketes fores ofilo na omologiso oti apodikniete apolita ortho, eno alles fores oi prosdokies sou se prodonnoun. Telika, oti pistevis tou dinnis zoi, i oti pistevis sou dinni zoi? Erotisis pou ipotheto tha minoun anapantites...

Losing My Religion

Etsi opos vlepo ta pragmata, i thriskies den ine tipota allo apo maziki propaganda me skopo na paroun sta xeria tous ton elexo ke ta lefta tou aplou kosmou pou akoloutha pista to «pisteve ke mi erevna». Xrisimopioun tin anagi tou anthropou gia pnevmatikotita ke enapothesi elpidon se kati anotero, kathos ke tou epitrepoun na katargisi gia ligo sto mialo tou, na anakoufisti apo to fovo tou thanatou, pou ton kiniga san skia se kathe vima.

Polloi anthropoi stin prospathia tous na niothoune meros enos enieoou sinolou «sinadelfosinis ke agapis» akolouthane tifla ton dromo pou tous ipodiknioun, kanontas tous na pistevoun pos ine adinami xoris tin kathodigisi tous ke tis akolouthies ipodoulosis tous mprosta stous nomous mias «anoteris ontotitas». To mono pou kanoun ine na aporrofane san sfouggaria afti tin «gnosi» xoris na vazun mprosta oute gia mia stigmi to filtro tis logikis pou prospathune apegnosmena na mas aferesun.

Gennika oi thriskies ine san kalostimenes pagides valmenes na mas ipotaksun. Osoi den ine entagmeni se kapio dogma, poli sixna perithoriopiounte apo tous giro ke katakrinonte simfona me ta pistevo tous. Oi thriskoi menoun kollimenoi pano se nomous gia to pos prepi na zun, mono epidi etsi prepi, epidi etsi tus emathan, epidi etsi tha kerdisoun tin eonia zoi, ma sto telos xannoune afti ti zoi...

Τρίτη, 25 Αυγούστου 2009

A Cure for the Pain

O anthropos zi ton favlo kiklo pou aftos dimiourgise gia ton eafto tou, vriskontas parigoria stin diki tou ikoniki pragmatikotita. Sxedon oloi se kapia fasi tis zois tous exoune niosi tin thlipsi na tus perikiklonni, tous fovous, tis anasfalies ke tis amfivolies na tus dilitiriazun to mialo. Eki pou i skepsi tholonni, eki pou eksasthenoun oi antoxes tou anthropou, ola allazun olotela, eki ine pou ta vlepis ola allios. Otan ta oria tis logikis me tin trella svinnun ke ginonte ena, tote den mporis na empisteftis oute ton eafto sou, apla perimenis ena thavma na se sosi ap tin katantia sou, san apomixanis theos na se pari makria.

Afti i sanida sotirias mpori na pari polles morfes, kapote ine ena prosopo agapito, alles fores ena aprosmeno gegonos, kati pou tha su dosi piso tin thelisi gia zoi. Kati pou tha se tarakounisi ke tha se vgali apo to skotadi pou exis vuliaksi. Ekei pou pnigese stin atelioti thalassa ton sinesthimaton sou ke pagidevese mesa stin kataxnia tou mialou sou, zitas apegnosmena na litrothis apo ton pono ke tin thlipsi, epizitas na vris tin diki sou dieksodo me kathe tropo.



Psixika katarrakomeni, ena mikro pososto odigite stis apopires aftoktonias mono ke mono gia na diksi kapios esto mia stala endiaferon gia to atomo tous, katafefgun eki san mia teleftea kravgi voithias, mia ekklisi pros tin afilokseni kinonia, san mia teleftea paraklisi pros ton kosmo, na gini ena kalitero meros gia na zume.

Apo tin alli plevra omos iparxi ke i alli katigoria me aftoxires pou apofasizun oti apla den pai allo, adiaforontas gia tus pantes ke ta panta. Mazevoun oles tis dinamis pou tus apeminan ke pernoun tin sterni apofasi na epizitisun ton thanato os dieksodo afu apetixan na vroun stirigma na kratithoun sta egkosmia.

Mia praksi toso gennea ke toso dili tin idia stigmi. Xriazete polli kouragio na kinigisis ton thanato sou ke na termatisis ti zoi su, na apsifias ton fovo gia to agnosto, taftoxrona omos, ine mia praksi pou dilonni efthinofovia ke anikanotita na antimetopisis prosopo me prosopo tis katastasis pou se vasanizoun. Tous lipi to kinitro na polemisoun, na agonistoun gia na kerdisun, tin idia tous tin zoi...

Polarity

Se afti ti zoi exume vri orismous gia ta panta. Pos mporume omos na orisume kati me sigouria otan o kosmos mas ine toso metavlitos ke astathis? Rixnontas mia antikimeniki matia sintoma katalamvennis oti ola ine sxetika. Telika pia grammi xorizi to ena akro ap to allo akro?

Sto telos siniditopias oti ta antitheta den ine para mia akoma paraplanitiki paresthisi dosmeni ap tus orismous, pou mas kani na xannoume tin ousia ton pragmaton. Ta oria den ine para mia noiti grammi sto mialou tou kathe anthropou. Ti diaxorizi to kako ke to kalo? O diaxorismos tous den ine para mia prosopiki apopsi. Giati iparxi afti i anagi tou diaxorismou? Me pia kritiria katatassi kapios mia praksi se mia apo aftes tis dio katigories?

Ine profanes oti apo katheti kako panta vgenni ke kati kalo, ke to antistrofo. Se afto ton kosmo pou epikrati i diadikotita ideon, ta dio akra, prepi na epikratisi isorropia metaksi ton dio gia na mporun ola na sinexisun na litourgoun «kanonika». Gia kathe anthropo pou ploutizi xoris idieteri prospathia, kapou makria enas athropos pou moxtha gia ton vio tou petheni tis pinas. Xoris ton ena polo, distixos den mpori na iparksi oute ke o allos, ke gia kathe opsi tou nomismatos iparxi ke timima...

Ironically Yours

Ti ine o athropos stin ousia, xoris ta lefta tou, tin dulia tu ke tis sxesis me tous athropous pou ton perivalloun ke ton kanoun na niothi simantikos? Analosimos, ke omos exi tin dinatotita na allaksi rizika ta dedomena trigiro tou. Oloi imaste isoi, an ke diaforetiki. Parola afta oloi pasxizume na ksexorisume meso tis diaforetikotitas mas. Vionnontas tin prosopiki mas pragmatikotita, ton kosmo etsi opos ton plasame sto nou mas, tis pepithisis mas pou mas fitepsan apo pedia ke tes allilepidrasis pou lamvannoume apo to perivallon mas, pou emis kata paradokso tropo antilamvannomaste diaforetika.

Zoontas me tis psevdesthisis pou mas mas epitrepoun na niosume asfalia, psaxnoume apegnosmena tin eftixia se lathos pragmata. An to kaloskeftis kaneis den ine efxaristimenos ap ta dedomena tis zois tou, para mono apo tis dieksodous tis kathimerinotitas ke tis routinas. Zume gia ekines tis stigmes, alloste i eftixia ine stigmes parodikes, ke vriskete pantou giro mas sta apla pragmata.

I perissoteri anthropoi apotixannoun na antilifthun oti i eftixia pigazi apo mesa mas ke metamorfonni ta panta giro mas. To pos vlepoume ta pragmata eksartate olotela apo emas. Polles fores oi katastasis den allazun, para mono emis allazume ton tropo pou tis antilavanomaste me apotelesma na proselkioume nees empiries ke na antimetopizume diaforetika to katheti pou simvenni sto perivallon mas.

Emis i anthropoi imaste san poulia se klouvia, den gnorisame pote ti pai na pi eleftheria ke pote den tha tin epizitisume afu zume akoma me tin psevdesthisi tis eleftheris epilogis, nomizontas pos emis katefthinoume ti zoi mas, niothontas pos askoume ton apolito elexo ke periorizontas ton eafto mas kato apo tis sinthikes pou alli orisan gia mas ke mas ekanan na pistepsume pos afto thelume.

Ena arketa megalo meros tou plithismou fovate na zisi, fovate na esthanthi, epidi fovate na riskari. Pnigete mesa sto agxos gia sxetika mikra ke asimanta pragmata, disarestimeno apo ton perigiro tou ke anagasmeno na simvivasti se mia zoi pou ton pagidefse.

Filakismeni se ena dipoliko kosmo gemato antikrouomenes epiloges ke paradoksa, prospathume apegnosmena na vrume ena meros opou mporume na anikume, kati stathero, kati asfalis, se afto ton kosmo omos ola ine toso metavlita pou kanis den mpori pote na ta orisi me akrivia.

An riksis mia apli matia sta mesa mazikis enimerosis sintoma tha diapistosis oti ektos apo tin xiragogisi katanaloton, proothoun sistimatika tin maziki vlakia ke exun os stoxo tin apovlakosi tu anthropou alla ke tin katefthinsi tis skepsis tou afu i pliopsifia oute kan mpenni sto kopo na skefti gia ton eafto tis ke na ftiaksi ta dika tis pistevo ke idanika.

Skeftite oles tis empiries pou zisate mexri tora, megalo meros apo osa zisate kathorizun to pios isaste simera os atomo. Gia paradigma ton tropo skepsis sas, tis anasfalies sas, ta thelo sas ke ton tropo pou antilamvaneste ta pragmata os sferiki ikona. Otan kitate ton eafto sas san atomo, ti skefteste? Sas aresi i ikona pou vlepete? An mporusate na parete to xrono piso tha allazate kati? Afto to kati pou tha allazate tha sas steruse mia empiria, tin empiria tu na kanis lathos, na mathenis ke na paradigmatizese apo afto, epd to proto vima ine na apodextis to lathos sou ke na zisis mazi tou gia na mporis mellontika na veltiothis ke na ekselixtis san atomo.

Gia mia fora vgalte tis maskes pou sas parexun asfalia, dikste to alithino sas prosopo, mathete na zite me to kefali psila, perifani gia afto pou isaste os ksexoristo ke diaforetiko atomo aftis tis kinonias anti na akolouthite tifla tin maza. Gia mia fora stamatiste na zite stis anamnisis tou parelthontos ke kante kati pou tha kani to simera ksexoristo, kati pou tha sas kani na kitazete to avrio me anipomonisia. Ziste to simera, simera, oxi to simera avrio… Stamatiste na anavallete ta onira sas ke parte tin zoi sta xeria sas tora!

Ironically yours,
Crimson Dawn



Y.G: Na thimase pos opios ke na ise, oti ke na kanis, tha exis to idio mellon me tin ipolipi athropotita. To telos tou taksidiou tis zois oloi to kserume, i zoi ine poli mikri gia na anastatonneste gia asimanta pragmata , giafto frontise na kanis to diko sou taksidi na aksizi…