Felicità – Happiness

Λησμονώ και χαίρομαι, θυμούμαι και λυπούμαι.

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Αλέκος Παναγούλης

Αγώνας δια την Ελευθερία – Αγώνας κατά της τυραννίας

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Un brivido – A thrill

Un brivido

Un brivido percorre la mia schiena, un tremore si insinua tra le mie viscere, una strana energia fa vibrare il mio corpo … Sento che arriva, si fa ad ogni istante più intenso, fino a diventare un’incontrollabile emozione: strani folli pensieri mi assalgono di nuovo senza pietà …

Quando ero bambino
Diedi uno sguardo sfuggente
Oltre la coda del mio occhio
Mi girai per guardare, ma era andato
Non posso più metterci le dita sopra ora
Il bambino è cresciuto
Il sogno è svanito
Io sono diventato Piacevolmente Insensibile

A thrill

A thrill runs through my back, a trembling creeps into my bowels, a strange energy gives vibrations to my body … I feel it arriving, it gets every moment more intense, until it becomes an uncontrollable emotion: strange crazy thoughts assail me again without mercy …

When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look, but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone
I have become Comfortably Numb

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A daughter

So can you understand
I want a daughter while I’m still young
I want to hold her hand
And show her some beauty

Before this damage is done
But if it’s too much to ask
If it’s too much to ask
Then send me a son

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Qui – Here

Qui

Ελάτε εδώ! Qui dove tutto arriva e tutto parte, qui dove tutto comincia e tutto finisce, dove tutto quello che deve accadere accade, perché qui tutto accade per una ragione, perché qui quando sembra che il viaggio stia per finire ci accorgiamo che invece è appena incominciato … Ελάτε εδώ! Qui ci aggireremo insieme fra i quartieri della Città che tutto mescola, qui fugacemente scorgeremo l’Ακρόπολη attraverso uno spiraglio fra i Suoi palazzi, qui saliremo su una delle Sue colline per vedere un labirinto di case respirare e la luce del Sole tuffarsi nel mare, qui visiteremo la lunga notte Ateniese, una notte che non muore mai e in lei ci perderemo travolti dal flusso irrequieto degli eventi … Ελάτε εδώ! I suoni, le voci, la musica della Πόλη ci avvolgeranno, ci scalderanno, si insinueranno sotto la nostra pelle e penetreranno nel nostro sangue per non fuggire mai … Ελάτε εδώ! Αθήνα ci terrà per mano accompagnandoci delicatamente in fondo al nostro cammino …

Here

Ελάτε εδώ! Here where everything comes and everything goes, here where everything begins and everything ends, where everything that must happen happens, ’cause here everything happens for a reason, ’cause here when it seems that the journey is about to end, we notice that it has just begun … Ελάτε εδώ! Here we will wander together through the districts of the City that mixes everything, here fleetingly we will spot the Ακρόπολη through a glimmer between Her palaces, here we’ll go up on one of Her hills to see a labyrinth of houses breathing and the light of the Sun diving into the sea, here we’ll visit the long Athenian night, a night that never dies and in it we’ll get lost overwhelmed by the restless flow of the events … Ελάτε εδώ! The sounds, the voices, the music of the Πόλη will enshroud us, they will warm us, they’ll creep under our skin and will penetrate into our blood to never escape … Ελάτε εδώ! Αθήνα will hold our hand accompanying us delicately at the end of our path …

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I don’t care if it hurts

I don’t care if it hurts
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul

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Γίνεται;

Αν συμβαίνει στο Κόσμο: γίνεται στην Αθήνα.
Αν συμβαίνει στην Αθήνα: γίνεται στο Κόσμο.

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Λάθως

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Homo qui se dementem rursus fieri volebat

Athenis olim quidam vivebat, qui in subitam dementiam incidit, credebatque se regem esse. Multi cives, pueri praesertim, eum iocose salutabant, regem (ρε) apellantes; et misellus salutatione superbus et laetus erat. Tamen familiares ad medicum eum adduxerunt, qui dementem ad sanitatem perduxit. Postquam sanus domum rediit, omnes eum vitabant et ne verbum quidem ei faciebant; nemo enim cupiebat se videri amicum hominis qui demens fuerat. Ille igitur assidue solus vivebat, miseramque vitam agebat. Post aliquot dies medicus mercedem petiit curarum quas ei praebuerat. Et ille:”Duplicem” inquit “mercedem tibi persolvam, si me ad priorem statum redegeris”

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Αίμα + Σπέρμα

Αίμα συν Σπέρμα γονιμοποιούνε τη Γη

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Imparare, dimenticare, ricominciare – Learning, forgetting, resuming

Imparare, dimenticare, ricominciare

Se incontri un Buddha, uccidilo
Siamo tutti Buddha … Siamo tutti sacri … Da tutti possiamo imparare … Da Te sto imparando molto, più che mai … In fretta, velocemente, mi chiedevo se sarei stato in grado di cambiare anch’io, come Lei che sembra immobile, ma non è mai la stessa … Cerco ancora risposte … Faccio ancora troppe domande … I dubbi mi assalgono di nuovo … Accettarli, respingerli, altri dubbi, altri affanni, altre paranoie da allontanare … Potrò solo imparare, continuerò … Forse toccherò di nuovo il fondo, forse vedrò di nuovo l’abisso, non gli resisterò … Come sempre, com’è la mia vita, come l’ho fatta, come l’ho scelta, più sbagliata possibile … E allora ancora una volta ticchettano via i momenti, risuona una dolce musica … È Lei, Αθήνα, che mi conduce a un nuovo giorno, nell’ignoto, verso l’infinito …

Learning, forgetting, resuming

If you meet a Buddha, kill himWe are all Buddha … We are all holy … We can learn from everyone … From You I’m learning a lot, more than ever … Quickly, fast, I wondered if I would be able to change myself too, like Her that seems immobile, but She’s never the same … I’m still searching for answers … I’m still asking too many questions … The doubts assail me again … To accept them, to bounce them, other doubts, other troubles, other paranoia to send far away … I’ll be able only to learn, I’ll continue … Maybe I’m going to touch the bottom again, maybe I’m gonna see the abyss again, I’ll not resist … As always, as my life is, as I did it, as I chose it, more wrong as possible … So once again ticking away the moments, resonates a sweet music … It’s She, Αθήνα, who leads me to a new day, into the unknown, towards the infinite …

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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.

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Vita e morte – Life and death

Mi hanno chiesto se credo nella vita dopo la morte …
Al momento non credo nella morte dopo la vita.

They asked me if I believe in life after death …
At the moment I don’t believe in death after life.

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Fai di me – Use me

Fai di me quello che vuoi, feriscimi
Squarciami il petto, trapassami il cuore
Metti a nudo la mia anima, divorando le mie carni …

Use me as you wish, hurt me
Rip my chest, pierce my heart
Uncover my soul, devouring my flesh …

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Flashback of a flashback of a flashback …

Flashback of a flashback of a flashback …

Tyler dice:”The first step to eternal life is you have to die” e così d’improvviso, come il protagonista di “Fight Club”, anch’io comincio a ricordare, anch’io cado in un flashback, e rivedo, come in un sogno ad occhi aperti, come è iniziato tutto, come e quando cominciai a pensare di nuovo che solo la libertà importava, come ho deciso di cambiare; capii che fino a quel momento non avevo mai realizzato chi veramente io fossi, mi ero nascosto dietro etichette che con me non avevano nulla a che fare. Così fu tutto diverso, avevo scoperto un’altra finestra da cui osservare il mondo, un’altra posizione più favorevole, un’altra luce avrebbe illuminato da lì in poi il mio percorso, rendendo tutto più chiaro, più visibile … Fu come superare l’infanzia di nuovo, prendendo coscienza di me, forse fu come rinascere, ritrovarsi in un nuovo universo dove il dubbio, questa volta, avrebbe reso le cose più comprensibili. Ricordo che ricordai di essere scappato dalla felicità per rifugiarmi in guscio più sicuro dove nulla però mi faceva sentire vivo: decisi di tornare a lei, di ricominciare a vivere, sceglievo di nuovo la vita. Il torpore svaniva, destandomi come da un sonno profondo, i miei polmoni tornarono a respirare il freddo vento del mattino … Con un urlo di dolore ruppi le mie catene …

Flashback of a flashback of a flashback …

Tyler says:”The first step to eternal life is you have to die” and suddenly, like the protagonist of “Fight Club”, I begin to remember too, I fall into a flashback too, and I see, as in a daydream, how it all started, how and when I began to think again freedom is the only that matter, how I decided to change; I understood that until that moment I never realized who I really was, I was hiding behind labels that were not mine. So, everything was different, I had discovered another window from which I was able to observe the world, another better position, a new light, from then on, would have brighten my path, making it more clear, more visible … It was like to overcome childhood again, becoming aware of me, maybe it was like being reborn, being in a new universe where the doubt this time would have made things easier to understand. I remember that I remembered to have escaped from happiness to take refuge in a safer shell where nothing made me feel alive: I decided to return to happiness, to re-start to live, I chose life again. 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 …

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Δουλειά;

Η δουλειά είναι δουλεία: αράζω, άρα ζω!

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Στην Κερατέα με τα καλύτερα παιδιά 10-04-2011

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Come l’acqua – Like water

Come l’acqua

Voglio essere come l’acqua, modellandomi per adattarmi, così da penetrare nei più angusti recessi della mia anima senza lasciare traccia alcuna … Come l’acqua rifletterò la luce lasciandola passare, come l’acqua scorrerò attraverso lo Spazio ed il Tempo, oltrepassando di nuovo le barriere della conoscenza per guardare al di là del mondo, come l’acqua mi confonderò con lui al mio passaggio, come l’acqua mi purificherò ad ogni nuovo ciclo, in ogni nuovo viaggio, ad ogni nuova vita … Come l’acqua sarò libero, come l’acqua scolpirò la pietra, come l’acqua darò nutrimento, come l’acqua sarò calmo, come l’acqua sarò impetuoso, come l’acqua pioverò, come l’acqua piangerò dagli occhi della gente, come l’acqua scivolerò via dai miei trascinando con me tutte le mie più dolci emozioni …

Like Water

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 reflect the light letting it pass, like water I’ll flow through Space and Time, overreaching again the barriers of the knowledge to look beyond the world, like water I’ll mix me with it as I pass, like water I’ll purify myself at each new cycle, in each new journey, at each new life … Like water I’ll be free, like water I’ll carve the stone, like water I’ll give nourishment, like water I’ll be calm, like water I’ll be rushing, like water I’ll rain, 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 …

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Solo nella gabbia – Alone in the cage

Solo nella gabbia

Sto aspettando qui in questa cella perché devo sapere,
Sono stato colpevole per tutto questo tempo?

Pena, dolore, ansia, angoscia, paura … Mi fanno sentire umano, mi fanno tornare qui … Lo sento, sento il cambiamento …
Solo, ricevendo vibrazioni da altri mondi, vengo a me cercando qualcosa di intoccabile, irraggiungibile … Sbarre invisibili tutte intorno, non ci proverò, accetterò, la speranza è inutile, la via una sola … Non mi arrenderò mai.

Alone in the cage

I’m waiting here in this cell because I have to know,
Have I been guilty all this time?

Pain, sorrow, anxiety, anguish, fear … Make me feel human, they make me come back here … I feel it, I feel changing …
Alone, receiving vibrations from others worlds, I come to me seeking something untouchable, unreachable … Invisible bars all around, I won’t try, I’ll accept, hope is useless, the path just one … I won’t ever surrender.

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Τα Ζώα

Τα ζώα είναι η ζωή

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