Ο τελευταίος αμερικάνικος καφές

Τα μεν "εσαεί" ου κτώνται, τα δε φαιδρά κατακτώνται.

FOR THE WEST

I believe in a modern Anarchist society in Greece and that a decent per capita income for everyone (without the least taxation) should be safeguarded by the army even, the State's sole reason for existence.

I wake up everyday in the belief that the people have succeeded and everyday I stumble upon powerful Mediocracy and heavily armed Police (who laid the egg first, indeed). Every fucking day απονιά for us and for the poor, on whose behalf the babylonian arseholes of the parliament swear they are carrying a revolution. Cuba, Cubita, Cubera!

Twenty three seventy seven

1917 to 2017

1994 to today

The beginning of an emancipation

Η γιαγιά μου η Χρυσούλα, από την πλευρά του πατέρα μου, ήταν το εμπιστευτικό πρόσωπο που έμελε να γνωρίσεις, μετά τον θάνατό της, αλλά στο αρσενικό γένος και σε μια άλλη ήπειρο.

 Leningrad 1987 (αναφερόμενος στον Michel Hughes)

THE JUNGIAN

"The Jungians in Zurich, they have a such rigid hierarchy, nowadays, a real clique, even I myself would not be able to join."

Michael Hughes on Jungian hierarchy

Το παιδί και η θάλασσα

Κοίτα το κύμα! Το μικρό είναι της πλάσης, το μεγάλο η ανθρώπινη μανία.

Ποιο από τα δύο θα διαλέξεις και πώς θα τα ξεχωρίσεις;  Σκέψου!

Enjoy!

   "The Dalai Lama was the first one to speak, as he turned finally to Jinpa and spoke in Tibetan.

     'He's saying, Archbishop, that you spoke about how wonderful your father was when he was sober,' Jinpa said, translating for the Dalai Lama. 'It was only when he was drunk that these things happened. So it's alcohol that is to blame, really."

     'So,' the Dalai Lama now added, 'I think even he is a very, very kind person and when he was drunk, he is not the real person.'

     'Thank you,'  said the Archbishop."

(The Book of Joy, Lasting Happiness in a Changing World.

His Holiness the Dalai Lama and Archbishop Desmond Tutu)

THE WAY OUT IS THE WAY IN

Be still and know,

stop and be,

be still and see;

Smile to to the cloud in your tea.

(The Zen Calligraphy of THICH NHAT HANH)