Πέμπτη, 1 Ιουνίου 2017

I won't lie; I miss home.

But what is home?
Home is...
the people,
the food on the table that tastes better,
speaking your mother tongue,
cursing in your mother tongue,
your balcony and your view,
your brother on his computer,
your mother on the armchair,
the voice of your father entering the house saying simply "hey!",
the sound of rain on the celling,
the smell of the rain on the ground,
your nights out with your best friends who remain your best friends even 4 years after you have left, the sound of the sea,
the winter nights, the summer nights,
the September's dinner before the exams,
the late morning coffees,
the long walks downtown in the middle of the night,
the cold beer on the warm humid nights of the early summer,
the good news, the bad news,
the cries and the laughters,
the never-ending love stories that broke your heart and you cried on your friends' shoulder,
the happiness,
the glory nights after your last exams,
the bitter goodbyes at the airports,
the anticipation to get into that flight that will take you back,
the feeling that you get the elevator reaches at the floor of your house,
the voices of your close ones, the hugs and the kisses,
the fights and make-ups,
the spontaneous tickets to go back,
the concerts,
the disappointments,
you waking up in your own bed or your friend's sofa,
the stupidest conversations like "do you think pigeons are aliens?",
the cocktails on your vacation to the islands,
the decision to go camping with your friends even though you knew it will go sideways,
the studying together.
The memories.

Δευτέρα, 22 Μαΐου 2017

The dead tree blues

Once upon a time, there was a tree. It was high, and green and alive. And then the years passed and the world changed and the tree died. And what was left of it, was its carcass, floating in the river, creating a pleasant stop for the birds. 

Τρίτη, 28 Μαρτίου 2017

I'm just saying...

The social norm has forced its members throughout the years to behave in a certain way that consequently has urged them to follow a certain adaptation path which is called deliberate hypocrisy.
In order not be considered a wacko one should sharpen daily one's ability to behave as expected; be friendly regardless the circumstances, have friends, make compliments about one's appearance, show affection, care and empathy to others and the list can go on and on, but at the same time one is bound to be blunt, racist, self-centered and narcissistic.
The point is, even if one doesn't consciously or even subconsciously believe that one should act in this "proper" way, one will have to readjust in order to be socially acceptable.
Because a society that cares progressively more about pushing people to the edge, or humiliate people to a despicable extent, so the former can post on social media a viral video, is a society which with equal progressiveness rots. But within this rotten society, it can be manifested that there are numerous of uprising leaders. And what can be easily extracted as an outcome is that, regardless of the initial state of mind one had before entering this "socially appropriate circle", by one's exposure to the unfiltered, poisonous to the mind and never-ending cheering for more jungle, one's mind will eventually readjust, reconsider and surrender to this zoo.
When something is considered socially unacceptable, for instance being racist, but a person starts making fun of a specific race and this person receives positive comments about the joke, then it is more probable the jokes will continue, the clapping hands will increase and eventually the racist jokes will become a "norm" and not too long after, the race segregation will be considered common sense like the prohibition of smoking next to an oxygen gas cylinder.
But behind this socially acceptable or this social norma, hides a society that is more educated, more liberated, more equal (?), and it should have been expected that the people within this society are ought to become better, take the world a step forward, rather than creating and expanding a society that wants people to behave "properly" but at the same time tolerates racism, hypocrisy, backstabbing and promotes and favours its members according to who is the biggest misanthrope.

But in the end, who am I to have an opinion, right?

The fundamental state of action in order to maintain a favourable equilibrium between human interactions; hypocrisy, or better known as diplomacy.
Don't forget to apply daily. 

Κυριακή, 4 Δεκεμβρίου 2016

Promises made and kept


We promised each other we'll see the world together.
And here we were, standing, at the end of it, having seen everything and nothing at all.
It was cold and dark.
The time made us fade away like distant stars in the sky.
But we were still holding each other's hand.
Together until the very end. 

Σάββατο, 3 Δεκεμβρίου 2016

Morgen

At some point, we should pick a date and decide it will be "The International Day of the Shithead".
It will be more popular than Christmas.

Τετάρτη, 30 Νοεμβρίου 2016

You on the run

It's not yourself you're running from.
It's your inability of dealing with your shit and pulling yourself together which makes you run like a sprinter.
But, darling, did you forget that life is a marathon?

Τρίτη, 29 Νοεμβρίου 2016

Meta-universe




In every possible universe, we (would) have met each other and fallen in love.

Yours (n)ever,
A–