One year of “Bloog”

You don’t question what you believe, I must. Free election of masters does not abolish the masters or the slaves. Reject the basic assumptions of civilization, especially the importance of material possessions My country is the world … and my religion is to do good My temple is the Earth God doesn’t need good prayers, He needs good actions … Trinity: 1.Nothing 2.Finite 3.Infinite. a men can be judge from his courage, from his altruism, from his fantasy … The other things are meaningless. Fearless You look down hearing the sound Of the faces in the crowd. What does it happen to us when we fall and hit our head loosing the memory? Don’t do diet, do Molotov I don’t know what more to ask for, all my wishes are coming true! A strong mystic feeling takes me, here where Apollonian and Dionysian mix themselves with the noise of the streets, with the smell of the souvlakis, with the taste of the salty tang coming from the sea … the noise of the rain is sweet sweet harmonious chaos Στρέφη Go on the top of the hill, you’ll see … a so strong contrast to overreach my imagination a post-contrast … Our generation had neither a great war, neither a great depression: our great war is the spiritual war, our great depression is the life. In one unending moment I saw the mightiness of God, the mystery of the creation, the origin of the world … What else matters? Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ché la diritta via era smarrita. Time And then one day you find ten years have got behind you No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines Σ’αυτόν τον κόσμο που μόνος μου ζω Δεν υπάρχουν κανόνες, μα μόνο εξαιρέσεις We only know we don’t know Believe in me, ’cause I don’t believe in anything … But Space and Time … A huge cement jungle, a monster When you meet a Buddha, kill him The silence you can find in same places of Athens seems unreal idiot is who does not have a critic conscience we can not even imagine how much it’s possible to manipulate the informations, we can only have a far idea of how much and since how long the men try to fool other men, their brothers, for their own evil purposes … The head of the snake is in Ομόνοια The nasty and creepy Ομόνοια, all of us would like to get rid of it, but we all need it … I’m still alone, this is not a news … You already have who cares about you, who is gonna think to me? But from today on I’m gonna try to remember that every new day is a new life, every time the Sun returns to rise we have the possibility to start again and to look at everything under a new light shiner than before … Day after day Love turns grey Like the skin of dying man but I would like to let roll the tears So welcome to the machine … The only way to be really free is to learn what freedom is really. I can give you only love Don’t say a world if it is not about love … If you never get lost, how can you learn something new? You reach for the secret too soon Come on you raver You seer of visions Νῦν χρῆ μεθύσθην The gates opened letting fall a swollen river into the sea of the pure lunar tranquillity Κι ο πιο ωραίος λόγος που θέλω να σου πω: αυτός που ακόμα δε σου είπα … “Abandon all hope ye who enter here” ’cause life is an hell and the only solution is to stop hoping … The world is plenty of Satanists? Maybe, I can not exclude this possibility … There are so many reasons that made me stop here, στο Πάρκο Who is looking for: will find. Who is not looking for: will be found … We need the journey only to amuse ourselves when we are moving to go somewhere else. Thanks to all, Ρε-Φίλοι μου! What we can only do is to find the convergence of different opinions about the same situation and with this convergence try to coexist, for short or long, but delimited, periods of time, in the same reality. I know I become unpleasant, but is much better than hypocrite! … The places die the ideas stand … Luckily you can not break an heart twice. The hardest part was letting go my taking part My wings will unfold to collect the air and blown by an icy wind they’ll rise me up till the sky and then when I’m there so high, where I have never been before, I’ll finally be able to let me fall down with no more fear that I’m already dead … From here to infinity, only an other push on a pedal … Now I’m looking for true emotions, I want memories that make me weep tears of joy, I wanna live every moment of my life in harmony with what surrounds me, that, I know, will make me truly happy … Beautiful women are for men without any imagination. that revealing fleeting thoughts fade away, they leave me and I come back here again If the prisoner can not go back to his chains? If the final Miracle happens? Every beat a pulsation, every beat a movement, every beat a jump … For long you live and high you fly And smiles you’ll give and tears you’ll cry All you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be For so long there, I lost myself … Silent night last night, bright night, also made to clarify, to reveal, to understand. To know God before I die. Yes, the women sometimes are grumpy or maybe they want to piddle! All on track, all arriving They all sing and they are one! Well, anywhere else will be better, just do not put them in the Parthenon! What’s happening to us? Where are we going? What is the end that’s waiting for us? Is a better world still possible or is it already too late? … Zeitgeist I decided, in addition to not be accessory to who kills, I don’t want to be accessory to who enslaves and exploits. Among all those people, I was like one of the many spermatozoa that, floundering in my testicles, are waiting for the next reincarnation. Freedom is the right to tell people what they do not want to hear. Space and Time are “a priori forms of knowledge” I don’t need no arms around me I don’t need no drugs to calm me Just others bricks in the wall, in that wall that divides us, that separates us, that pushes away us … That wall we must destroy and don’t continue to feed with our fears, our prejudices, our weaknesses … Together we’ll stand, divided we’ll fall … No matter how we try, we can not break free And the worms eat into my brain … And so everything will be silence and in that silence I’ll be able to hear all I was never able to listen before … I’ll slide slowly through doubts and fears, I’ll fight the monsters of my conscience, accepting to perish overwhelmed by the most nefarious prophecies of the reason. Don’t worry, nobody lives forever, Nobody lives forever The Στρέφη’s trees were swaying in the rhythm of the music as hell flames The Apollonian and Dionysian are with me, tied in a double spiral to my soul Τα ζώα είναι η ζωή I’m waiting here in this cell because I have to know, Have I been guilty all this time? Invisible bars all around, I won’t try, I’ll accept, hope is useless, the path just one … I won’t ever surrender. I wanna be like water, modeling myself to fit, so to penetrate in the tightest recesses of my soul without leaving any trace … like water I’ll cry from the eyes of the people, like water I’ll slide away from mines dragging with me all my sweetest emotions … Η δουλειά είναι δουλεία: αράζω, άρα ζω! The first step to eternal life is you have to die The numbness vanished, as waking out from a deep sleep, my lungs came back to breathe the cold wind of the morning … With a howl of pain I broke my chains … Use me as you wish, hurt me Rip my chest, pierce my heart Uncover my soul, devouring my flesh … At the moment I don’t believe in death after life.