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...

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.

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...

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.

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...