Tuesday, September 04, 2007

The cry of the forest


"He who plants a tree, plants hope..."


After the ecological disaster that the fires provoked in Greece there are few words left to be said. The shocking realization is what the inhabitants of this country lack the most is ecological awareness. It is a shame that we tend to remember nature only when an ecological disaster occurs. We live in a country where you have to search hard in order to find a place to deposit material for recycling. Most people have never recycled in their lives. We live in a country that hasn't taught people to respect nature and without regrets we throw our garbage and burning cigarettes outside our car window. We live amongst people that do not respect animals and the role that they play in our ecosystem rather we view them only as food material. We live in a place that has not employed enough fire-fighters and the ones that we have are not adequately trained. We live in a country that has not created an escape plan in case of emergency. We live in a country that the protection of the ecosystem was never on the agenda. We live in a country where its people in order to explain the unexplainable create conspiracy theories and look behind their fingers.

The country is certainly to be blamed for years of neglect.
The country should not only be blamed but its inhabitants as well that avoid responsibility.
Unfortunately we live in a country that things are easily forgotten...
I write this so that something can be remembered.

(image by pesare)

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Pay it forward

“You don't pay back a favor, you pay it forward.”


It starts with a schoolteacher setting an assignment for 11 year old children. “Think of an idea that could change our world and put it into action”. This assignment inspires a child to create the idea of pay it forward. The idea is that when someone is doing something important for you instead of returning the favor back to the person that helped you; you help three other people that are in need. This can be a small act but surely its an act of consideration for others and it can evoke kindness to other strangers. This was portrayed as a boy’s idea to change the world. The movie is actually really good as apart from the brilliant actors there is portrayed an accurate psychodrama of people that face difficulties. The movie was inspired by the book of Catherine Ryan Hyde and actually I was amazed to discover that it inspired the emergence of non-profit foundations and classroom material.

Kevin Spacey was setting a really hard question not only to children but to mankind in general. What each and everyone can contribute to make the world just a tiny bit better. And don’t forget the world is not an abstract big place; it is your family, friends, neighbors, fellow human and environment. Many social, and political movements have theorized throughout history on ideas that could improve the world and not much has happened. If complex theories have not succeeded in improving the world can a simple act of kindness succeed? Then I started thinking what I have ever done to improve this world.

(art by pesare)

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Three minutes to live


A person wakes up in the morning as he does usually every day to prepare for work.When he goes into the bathroom he realizes that he has something like a bomb detonator embedded on his chest.He tries to remove it but he can't.In the short time left before the machine reaches the end time he has not even time to call for help.He doesn't know who to call, the police, the fire brigate or the hospital.There is just no time!He has only three minutes to live.He is desperate and he tries to call for his neighbors but there is no one there.Or maybe no one opens, the depiction of the cities isolation.

During the last minutes thoughts come in mind.Thoughts mixed with panic would come in mine.For goodbyes and things that was never said.For things that was neglected, for things not yet just lived.For regrets and things that could be different if ego was not a barrier.At this moment nothing matters but truth and ego, barriers and inhibitions sound silly.The story was depicted in the new video clip by brilliant U.N.K.L.E and this was the effect that it had on me. I think that I would remember that when ego and other inhibitions come on the way or when I simply wait for the right time to present itself.When things that are meant to be said remain untold.When there is only one time and maybe the right time never appears because of lack of time.I guess the right time is the time at any given moment.Now not later...

Watch the video burn my shadow I am sure that you will make your own reflections....That was mine...

Sunday, July 08, 2007

City Escape and blog thoughts


This is time to escape the city,to look after ourselves and enjoy the summer. Now what I plan to do is to swim a lot, go for holidays, go out a lot with friends and read plenty of books.A reason that I love summer so much is because the roads become lively as people go out of their houses a lot.Even the ones that entrap themselves within a house at least open their window, they open their window to the world.

Have a beautiful summer and on September I have already lots of things to write.However, its difficult for me to stay long in the computer and I think I do need a break.I was reading an article the other day in a blog where he was saying that people who start a blog must be a bit vain or at least self-centered if their blog is a diary of thoughts .What an interesting thought!I don't know if I am vain but I certainly need the expression even though I am very sociable and expressive.I might be a bit vain in the sense that I like my self and that I believe that what I write matters.I am happy that I believe that what I write matters and that I can influence or touch others.If we believed that what we said or did didn't matter then we would never start anything.

At the same time during this last blog year there was a time that I wanted to quit when I realised that some blogs served the purpose of dating and bitching without arguments. But society is like that and I guess the blog community is a microcosmos of society. If people are so eager to back stab you then why not attempting to do that in a blog community.However, this is not something that affects me; a person has to do what they have to do and I can chose what to read.

In the blogs I learned news faster than anyone and news were followed with a variety of arguments something that the media does not provide a reader.I have also met and made lots of blog friends that have never met but their ideas, opinions are inspiring and look forward as always to read more of their articles and discover bits of their personalities.

I think that blogs are like traveling in a foreign country.The more blogs you read the more open minded you become as you get acquainted to different ideas.Of course there always people that only want to find people that would enable them only to strengthen their ideas and fit in a group.Well, its their loss....

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Shuffle me...

Stormrider invited me to shuffle a playlist in my winamp and answer each question with the random song that I hear. I chose the most diverse playlist to shuffle.Some of the songs do match and some don't but it surely was loads of fun to do it. So here we go:

If someone says "is this ok" then you say:

This monkey gone to heaven-Pixies

What would best describe your personality?

Seven Nation Army-White Stripes (I am not that strong)

What do you look in a guy?

Common People-Pulp (that was my song!)

How do you feel today?

Yellow-Coldplay (so happy)

What is your lives purpose?

Sheena is a punk rocker-Ramones (finally a serious goal)

What is your life motto?

Demystification-Zounds (sadly I love mystery)

What do your friends think of you?

The mercy sit-Nick Cave (vote pixie for rescue )

What do you think of your parents?

Bigmouth strikes again-The Smiths (so true)

What is 2+2

No surprises-Radiohead (wow)

What do you think of your best friend?

Mala Vida-Mano Negra (χι, χι)

What do you think of the person you like?

Crestfallen-Smashing Pumpkins (nice one)

What is your life’s story

Purity-New Model Army (what meaningful lyrics)

What do you want to be when you grow up?

Eternal-Paradise Lost (nice occupation!)

What do you think when you see the person you like?

Where is my mind-Pixies (pixies rule my life)

What will they play at your funeral?

Take me out -Franz Ferdinand (so funny what a denial!)

What is your hobby/interest?

Sunburn -Muse(no but love the song)

What is your biggest fear?

Dirge-Death in Vegas

What is your biggest secret?

The only one I know-The Charlatans (confirming the title!)

What do you think of your friends?

Fools Gold-The Stone Roses (friends are gold!)

It would have also been interesting to answer every question by deliberately choosing a song or a verse instead of randomly.But shuffling is fun too and can be enlightening...ggk, apotheosis, liliputeios,khayman,wildflowersoul,dawkinson,narita,optimus shuffle if you want...

(art by only one musa)

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Estranged friends....

There is one person in my life that I considered a best friend and now we are estranged. The world is so small that it’s true that you can meet anyone by chance. I was at the beach with my boyfriend and I saw him. The first feeling I had was anger and then evolved into sympathy. Within a year he got married and had a child. What hurts me is that we used to be like brother and sister for so many years and now we are complete strangers as if there was never a friendship. I haven’t seen his child, I was not invited at the wedding, I never met his girlfriend and this hurts me the most.

We met when I was 16 at a concert. He liked me at first but I made it clear from the start that I was not interested but he persisted to meet me because he said that he never met someone that he could connect so well and we became friends. We were going out with our common friends and talked about everything. We had relationships and life went on. We shared holidays, birthdays, daily life, important and unimportant moments. We both studied in England but in different universities and I use to visit him and his girlfriend very often. He met all my boyfriends and traveled for my graduation. We both graduated and we came back in Greece.

Then something happened…When he introduced me to an old friend and now my current boyfriend he realized that we might form a relationship. But I was shocked to find out that he was not happy at all. The lies that he told, the cruel words that he said were unbelievable! The possessiveness that he expressed was unimaginable it was as if he was someone else. As a result everything changed in a week. The glass broke and there was no glue to be found.

We did not speak then for two years and then he called me to say that he is sorry but it was so difficult to forget what happened. I tried but some things just can’t heal no matter how hard you want them to. There is a limit and that limit was crossed. We went out but it was obvious that we talked like complete strangers.Then silence...Then following another year he called me and told me that he is going to be a father because his girlfriend is pregnant. He got married and I was not invited at the wedding. His wife does not know I ever existed and I am left with a rollercoaster of emotions inside me.

So we are back at the beach. I am praying that he doesn’t see me or that he doesn’t speak to me but there he is approaching me .I did not want to speak to him because I hate making small talk conversation with someone that knew every little thing about me. How can I talk with someone that I loved so much about the weather?

When we started talking I realized that I still care about him. The anger that I first felt when I saw him turned to sympathy. I am sad because he abandoned me at a time that was difficult for me, said things I know he did not mean but was cruel, tried to destroy my relationship and then I told him that we need to part our own ways… I felt emptiness without him. After all, its not easy to have a best friend nowadays and I know he is a nice person. The people that know us told me that he was still in love with me after so many years. But I believe that he just felt threatened that something might change between us.

Close friends come apart and relationships collapse and leave you empty and heartbroken. But you still forgive and remember and find difficult to erase something that was meaningful. But the worst of all is to be forced to make small talk conversation and pretend that nothing ever happened with someone that you loved. I am sorry I just can’t talk with you about the weather!

(art by libelle)

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Mind travels

O stormrider μου ζήτησε να γράψω 5 αγαπημένους προορισμούς διακοπών και με έχει βάλει σε απόλυτο κλίμα διακοπών. Μιας και λατρεύω τα ταξίδια με βάζει να ονειρεύομαι ακόμη πιο πολύ εξωτικές αποδράσεις. Δεν ξέρω αν εννοούσες μέρη που θέλω να πάω ή έχω πάει πάντως έγραψα κάποια μέρη που θεωρώ ιδανικά για διακοπές για διαφορετικούς λόγους το καθένα. Απλά θέλω να γυρίσω όλο τον κόσμο και νομίζω ότι κάθε μέρος έχει κάτι να ανακαλύψεις.

Mexico

Παραλίγο να πάω φέτος στον θείο μου για διακοπές αλλά το ταξίδι αναβλήθηκε για τον επόμενο χρόνο. Τα εισιτήρια μου έβγαιναν πολύ ακριβά για τον Ιούλιο. θέλω να πάω για να χαλαρώσω, γιατί λατρεύω το καυτερό φαγητό και γιατί θέλω να δω το Chichen Itz και να ανακαλύψω χαμένους Ινδιάνικους πολιτισμούς.

Ireland

Όταν πήγα δεν περίμενα αυτό που θα αντίκριζα. Υπέροχο πράσινο, απόκρημνα βράχια,κάστρα, κέλτικη μυθολογία και τον πιο χαρούμενο κόσμο που έχω γνωρίσει. Μια πόλη που δεν κοιμάται ποτέ. Ο κόσμος φιλικός και ευθύς.Σίγουρα θα μπορούσα να ζήσω για πάντα εκεί!

China

Θέλω να πάω στο Σινικό Τείχος και την απαγορευμένη πόλη. Θέλω να περιπλανηθώ στους δρόμους και να δω την παράδοση να φλερτάρει με το σήμερα.Θέλω να δω τους συμφοιτητές μου. θέλω να δώ τους ναούς και και να περιπλανηθώ στα χωριά.Θέλω να δω τις φυτείες ρυζιού.

Mallorca

Εξωτικές παραλίες είναι ότι χρειάζομαι αυτή την περίοδο. Να είμαι σε μια παραλία και να πίνω frozen margaritas. Κοντινός προορισμός και μια πανέμορφη πόλη.

India

Απλά μια εμπειρία ζωής αν υπάρχει χρόνος για περιπλάνηση.Ιστορία, αντιθέσεις και το Taz Mahal.

Από μέρη που έχω πάει η Σκωτία, Φλωρεντία και ο Νείλος ήταν μοναδικές εμπειρίες. Αν θέλουν ας γράψουν οι narita, ggk , apotheosis ,sunshine και wildflowersoul.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Mindfulness teachings

A little girl is wondering in a magical garden. The garden is full of flowers and beautiful trees. She observes the peaceful garden and feels relaxed. She is walking and at the end of the garden she notices a stair that leads to a beautiful beach. With every step that she makes to approach the beach she feels more and more relaxed. She feels calm, content and relaxed. When she reaches the beach she sits there and she draws a circle. Nothing outside this circle can hurt her. Even so the girl did something unusual. She began to cry…

I admire eastern philosophies that teach inner transformation and tranquility. Something that requires a sacrifice that for most people is hard to handle. That is the freedom from attachments. One of the teaching of Buddha and his major philosophy is that human suffering ends when one becomes free from the attachments that cause him to feel loss, anger and despair. Because I acknowledge what eastern philosophies have to offer I can’t help to be critical of certain aspects of it.

Imagine then a world that everyone would be free of attachments. Imagine a world where everyone would experience a state of nirvana and would have achieved high levels of enlightenment. Nirvana is “mode of being that is free from mind-contaminants such as lust, anger or craving; a state of pure consciousness and bliss unobstructed by psychological conditioning. All passions and emotions are transformed and pacified such that one is no longer subject to human suffering.”

Although I understand its value it sounds so boring to me. The greatest thinkers, the greatest works and achievements have been created because some people have experienced misery, sadness, lust, anger and emotional upheavals. I think that one should not forget that all emotions exist for a reason and life is about experiencing emotions even if they are exaggerated sometimes. Even sadness can help us appreciate and distinguish happiness. For me what is described as a pacified emotion resembles an emotional prison or dullness. All emotions are experienced by all of us and they signify that we are alive. What I do value concerning eastern teachings is Zen and the importance of enjoying silence. However, no one can determine what can bring happiness or stop human suffering as my happiness is not your happiness, my suffering is not your suffering. There can’t be a universal law.

(photography by citizen four "the balance")

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

The way that we gossip...


"No one gossips about other peoples secret virtues"
Bertrand Russel


When my cousin came from overseas she watched the gossip television shows and the gossip news. Even though she can’t speak Greek fluently I was amazed with how much she could understand when she watched this gossip show over dinner. She told me that she is amazed that these shows came to Greece finally as in Latin America they exist for more than 10 years. She said it as if it was the most natural thing, a part of a culture and a sign of progression and modernity.

My problem is not so much that many people enjoy watching these gossip shows as they can exercise their personal choices. Theorists claim that gossip is something that facilitates communication and consequently we all become frequently the carriers of rumors. What annoys me is the way that we gossip . The gossip shows and the gossip news and in particularly a Greek channel have taken a different turn recently. The "journalists" that present them are not only gossiping but also they devalue, disrespect and frequently are immoral towards the people that they gossip. They have become hate mediums in which one day they love a celebrity and idealize them and the other day they devalue him so much that can easily destroy their career. I feel that by watching these shows with this hateful comments we even encourage them to be even more spiteful and hateful. Not to mention the power and control that these gossip "journalists" have.

I think that the constant exposition to such hateful comments can have an impact to society as a whole. I think that we become more tolerant to hate and we too make really cruel and unjustified remarks for no reason and without evidence. I hear people condemning one another more frequently. Furthermore, we have forgotten the possibility that the gossip we hear could be just a false rumor and we tend to believe that the gossip we heard is an actual fact.

Gossip is a part of our lives and the extent from which we exercise varies from one individual to another. Without a doubt it has a function as it serves as a form of communication. However, we as society have surpassed the stage of gossip and have turned to the stage of immorality. The gossip is not bad by itself but the way it is exercised recently makes me really worried and angry.

(art by krecha)

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Early memories...

Memories define our lives and yet we tend to remember and consciously recall events in our mid or late childhood. But if we make an effort and try to think back at our first memory, the first recollection of events that we ever had we will realize that we remember something that happened really early in our lives and people do not believe that this is possible.

Piaget believed that children do not form conscious memories in the preschool years. Latest research though has demonstrated that children could recall events even before they could talk. The infants that recall birth events and they demonstrate that in drawing as still they are unable to speak (Bauer 2004). Memories are certainly present not only amongst infants but also in the prenatal period. When mothers read stories in the last trimester to their babies’ research has indicated that babies could recognize the story during the first 33 hours after birth. Traumatic events in birth could not be consciously recalled but they are portrayed in adulthood as fear.

For some reason we can’t recall many events if any of our early childhood and the reason is “childhood amnesia”. Although from a relatively young age, children retain memories over long periods of time; younger children nevertheless exhibit faster rates of forgetting, relative to older children. But some events can be recalled and are usually events that have a sentimental value. Recollections of positive events (feelings of happiness and satisfaction); negative events (feeling sad); or events that captured our attention and curiosity.

I remember that I was dreaming that I was older and that I had a brother and we were playing. I also remember that when I woke up I was a baby inside a cradle. I can’t tell how old I was but I guess that I could yet not walk. I am positive that then I had not a brother as my brother came 4 years later and there was only one cradle in the room. Maybe my parents talked about having a brother and I saw this.This is my earliest memory and it was a dream.

(This article was inspired by syna’s beautiful article were she was describing a memory that she had when she was really young and that no one would believe her that she could actually remember. Your article inspired me to write a post, thank you).

(art by ploop)

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

More than an avatar...


Tα παιχνίδια τελικά είναι στη μόδα στα blog.To νέο είναι μια σειρά απο ερωτήσεις κάτι σαν μια συνέντευξη γενικού περιεχομένου που μου έκανε πρόσκληση ο narita. Toν ευχαριστώ και ανταποδίδω. Aρχίζω λοιπόν:

Η απολυτη ευτυχία για σας είναι;

Ότι πιο καθημερινό και μικρό θα μπορούσες να φανταστείς

Tι σας κάνει να σηκώνεστε το πρωί;

Τo κινητό μου και τρελή όρεξη

Η τελευταία φορά που ξεσπάσατε σε γέλια;

Χτες με ένα αστείο αλλά και βλέποντας στο 24 την φάτσα της Chloe O Brian.

Το βασικό γνώρισμα του χαρακτήρα μου είναι;

Ο αυθορμητισμός

Ποιο είναι το βασικό σας ελάττωμα ;

Η ανυπομονησία μου.

Σε ποια λάθη δίνετε επιείκεια;

Σε αυτά που δεν έγιναν σκόπιμα.

Με ποια ιστορική προσωπικότητα ταυτίζεστε;

Τον Cartman (south park), Calvin (Calvin and hobbs)

Ποιοι είναι οι αγαπημένοι σας ήρωες σήμερα;

Deconstruct your heroes...

Ποιο είναι το αγαπημένο σας ταξίδι;

Η Ιρλανδία και η Σκωτία απο αυτά που έχω πάει.

Ποιοι είναι οι αγαπημένοι σας συγγραφείς;

George Orwell, Tomas Hardy, Gaardner…τόσοι πολλοι...

Ποια αρετή προτιμάτε σε έναν άνδρα;

Χιούμορ και αυτοσαρκασμό.

Ποια αρετή προτιμάτε σε μια γυναίκα ;

Τρυφερότητα και αυτοσαρκασμό.

Ποιος είναι ο αγαπημένος σας συνθέτης;

Clint Mansell (π,requiem for a dream, the fountain)

To τραγούδι που σφυρίζετε στο ντούς;

Δεν σφυρίζω αλλά σιγοτραγουδάω, πολλά...Pure Morning by Placebo.

Ποιο βιβλίο σας σημάδεψε;

Η φάρμα των ζώων,το άρωμα

Ποια ταινία σας σημάδεψε;

Οταν ήμουν μικρή το "χορεύοντας με τους λύκους"Ο τζωνυ πήρε το όπλο του"και το "stand by me".Καθώς μεγάλωνα η Χαμένη λεωφόρος και το requiem.

Ποιος είναι ο αγαπημένος σας ζωγράφος;

Roy Lichtenstein,Frida Kahlo, Kandinsky

Ποιο είναι το αγαπημένο σας χρώμα;

πράσινο, κίτρινο, μαύρο...το ουράνιο τόξο

Ποια θεωρείτε τη μεγαλύτερη σας επιτυχία;

Το οτι είμαι εγώ και δεν με καταπιέζω συχνα με πρεπει.

Ποιο είναι το αγαπημένο σας ποτο;

Mπύρα, Caipiroska, margarita( δεν πίνω πολύ και ζαλίζομαι με μία μπύρα)

Για ποιο πράγμα μετανιωσατε περισσότερο;

Για κάποιον που πλήγωσα και με αγάπησε.

Τι απεχθάνομαι περισσότερο από όλα;

Την στασιμότητα

Όταν δεν γράφεται ποια είναι η αγαπημένη σας ασχολία;

Μουσική, ταινίες,βόλτα...

Ποιος είναι ο μεγαλύτερος σας φόβος;

Nα μην έχω καλή υγεία.

Σε ποια περίπτωση επιλέγετε να πείτε ψέματα;

Οταν κάπoιος δεν αντέχει την αλήθεια προτιμώ να σωπαίνω.

Ποιο είναι το μoτο σας;

Ζήσε το τώρα

Πως θα επιθυμούσατε να πεθάνετε;

Ευτυχισμένη

Εάν συνέβαινε να συναντήσετε το Θεό τι θα θέλατε να σας πει;

Ότι ονειρεύομαι.

Σε ποια πνευματική κατάσταση είστε αυτόν τον καιρό;

Ώρα για χαλάρωση. Ουφ τέλος το διάβασμα.

(Δεν ξέρω τι αντιπροσωπεύουν αυτά τα παιχνίδια και ποιος είναι ο εμπνευστής της συνέντευξης ίσως αντιπροσωπεύουν μια ανάγκη να μάθουμε κατι παραπάνω για τον αλλο και να δώσουμε μια μορφή σε αυτη την δικτυακή πραγματικότητα.Πισω απο τα avatars.Αν θέλουν οι stormrider, ggk, wildflower, apotheosis μπορουν να γράψουν...)

A blog game asking a set of questions that form an interview. The questions are in Greek so I answer them in Greek. If you don't speak Greek please use the translator from the tools menu that translates the page instantly in your language.


(photo by este)

Monday, May 14, 2007

Dear grandmother...

You know that I adore you and that I miss you. When I was young I spend all my summers with you and I have the most beautiful memories. To be honest I was happy to get away from the house and coming there felt like a sanctuary. You loved me and let me be myself and gave me the greatest lessons in life. You said that you wish that you could escape.The other relatives are fighting and gossiping all the time and you told me yourself that I am lucky to live in Athens and not in Crete. You always protected me from them and when they hurt me... you never forgot.

Today you called me and I feel so sad. I know that you are older and I know that life is short but it hurts me when you talk like that. I know that you have problems now that my grandfather has dementia and that instead of supporting you they are hurting you. Today you said to me that you call me because you want to hear my voice as you think that you will die soon. You said to me that you are sorry that you can’t live to see me married and happy because this is the only think that keeps you alive. It breaks my heart to hear you say this to me and... I told you that my father will come soon and he will come and get you. I know that you want to leave but you can’t escape from there… but I hope that you reconsider and look after yourself. There will be a chance for me to see you and you will see that I am happy. You know that we will not let you sit in a corner like the others do to you because you are useful and strong. My family loves you and I adore you. All I want to say is that I am so happy that you are my grandmother…mi abuelita.

(art by freckleface)

Thursday, May 03, 2007

The citizen of the world...


"Own only what you can carry with you, know language know countries, know people.Let your memories be your travel bag..."

Knowledge for me is the greatest possession that one can have. Knowledge is empowering the people that possess it and is necessary for becoming better professionals in our work field. I have an inner curiosity for knowledge and I discovered this since I was very young as I loved to either read or have meaningful conversations.

I think that there are some people that will always study and I think that I fall into this category. Learning something new is not only empowering but its also fun and I have a linguistic fetishism as I love learning languages. When I have a deeper understanding of a language is like becoming a citizen of the world. I can understand at a deeper level different cultures and civilizations. Also because I love traveling knowing a language will enable me to be more than a tourist and actually be able to talk with the people I am meeting.

For the past years I have been learning Spanish and there are several reasons for that.I think that Spanish is the most beautiful language. A dream is to travel in Latin America and Barcelona. I am able to understand Spanish speaking language movies that are cool and weird. However, the past two weeks I have lost the fun out of Spanish because I have exams in a week to acquire the diploma. So, I study hard and I hope that the time to take the examination will come because I am tired.Then the fun will return. I think that after Spanish I might learn Japanese and then I will stop or maybe I will not; who knows.Knowledge is a never ending process...

(art by remote sunrise)

Saturday, April 28, 2007

Peculiar worlds


“The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents.”

H. P. Lovecraft

I always loved reading science-fiction books. I am especially attracted to those writers that in their books have created a whole mythical universe. The mythical worlds can be worlds occupied by hobbits and dwarves, funny villains or people that travel in different dimensions. This is the reason that I love the Lord of the Rings, the Discworld and Stephen King’s odd places. But there was one writer that creates such an atmosphere in his books that enabled me to think that I am travelling in these peculiar worlds and meeting these peculiar creatures. His name is Howard Philip Lovecraft and his books have influenced many writers, musicians and the pop culture.

He was born in 1890 in Rhode Island. His father died when he was young and he was raised by his mother. He barely went to school as he had a fragile health. As a young boy he wrote a lot of poetry and his grandfather was the one that encouraged him to read fiction. He had many emotional difficulties as a child as his family poor financial state, the death of his grandfather and his mother admission to a mental hospital made him contemplate ending his life. Later one in his life he got married but shortly divorced. In the last decade of his life he was very productive as he wrote many stories that all have created a myth as many believed that he is unreal and peculiar. His stories are so powerful that people would believe that some creatures actually existed. He has mostly written short stories some of which are: The Call of Cthulhu, The Shadow over Innsmouth and The Dunwich Horror.

I don’t think that Lovecraft is just another horror fiction writer. His books are not about the endless struggle between good and evil. He presents worlds that drive people insane, our inability to control our actions and describe peculiar gatherings. Unlike other writers he is inspired by dreams and nightmares and many of his stories resemble a travel to a symbolic unconscious. Ultimately maybe his stories were about his struggle within himself and those stories provided a window were he could travel away with his imagination to other worlds that he created scary but yet familiar.

(art by nighty)

Monday, April 23, 2007

The labyrinth of the mind

“Insanity -- a perfectly rational adjustment to an insane world”

R.D Laing (psychiatrist)

Suffering from a mental illness is like been trapped in a labyrinth. The labyrinth is dark and vast and it is difficult to find an exit. Those people are often labeled easily by the “normal” ones as being disturbed, crazy and scary. When a murder occurs we are ready to assume that this was an act of an insane person and we are ready to separate us from them because we are normal and they are not. For me what is normal is something relevant and the most gruesome acts can are caused by the so called “normal” people.

Before you haste to condemn and stigmatize someone for being crazy or psycho consider the following facts: People that suffer from a mental illness are not more likely to commit a murder that the so called “normal" people. In particular schizophrenics that have been stigmatized and feared are usually catatonic and passive. They are more likely become a threat to themselves as they often commit suicide and its rare to become a threat to others and can only happen if untreated. If a person that suffers from a mental illness commits a murder do not haste to assume that this happened because he/she had a mental illness. One should consider factors like the experiences and environment that interplay and this can be the cause of the excessive anger that is bottled up inside someone before they commit a crime. Even amongst serial killers what was discovered that they had in common was heavy consumption of alcohol and drugs that can elicit violent behavior. Violent behavior can also be elicited when someone has a personality disorder but again every person that has a personality disorder does not commit homicides. The causes are deeper and more complex and I think really we have to consider them individually with every case. The so called normal people are committing more murders.

The mind is a complex mechanism and there is always logic as to why things happen even behind the most gruesome acts. These acts are disturbing but society itself is disturbing and promotes violence, alienation and insecurity. Moreover, if there is a person that committed a murder and suffered from a mental illness it is sad for people that suffer from a disorder to be stigmatized. What they need is our support, ongoing treatment and a secure base so that they don’t feel that they are falling in the void.

(art by pesare)


Tuesday, April 17, 2007

A cage went in search of a bird...

A cage went in search of a bird;that is what Kafka was picturing in his mind when he was thinking about human existence. We observe everyday around us the existence of cages that look for people to be caged and people who are doing this willingly. We identify more and more people that prefer the security of a cage to freedom because they are terrified to live in an insecure world. They get inside their cage and even lock the door behind them; sometimes they even shut the windows and each one of you can name what this cage represents.

The cages around us are many and varied and the people that search for a secure cage are increasing. They become entangled in so called secure relationships, they become victims or they just isolate themselves behind closed doors. They become afraid to live, afraid to love and fear of change. They engage in vicious circles of dependence which they are not only unable to escape but unwilling.

The nature of the birds is to try to escape from their cage and similarly this is the nature of human existence. As Kafka was saying the road is endless and nothing can be added or subtracted. Everyone has a measure that they carry from childhood and with this measure they can calculate the length of the road that they want to walk. This part of the road in particularly should be walked and no one can take this from us.The road represents our life and is the road that leads to our personal happiness and no one can take this from us but ourselves.

The cage went in search of a bird but sadly could not find many birds that could fit because their wings were too large and their existence too important so they could not sacrifice security for personal freedom. They preferred to live rather than feel secured in a cage. Besides, a cage is always a cage and there is nothing worse than the imprisonment of one’s spirit and soul.

This was the start and slowly a tremendous noise echoed across the cities. The cages started breaking one after another as no one wanted to use them anymore.

(art by libelle)

Friday, April 13, 2007

You never know someone until you live with them…

It’s so beautiful having people staying in your house and share every day moments with them. I like it because I believe that the every day moments that people share are the moments that really matter and that these little occurrences bring people closer. I don’t feel that the people who share tragic or traumatic events are the ones that bond rather the people that can tolerate each other during their daily routines.

Saying that recently I had visitors in my house and I realized that you never really know someone until you live with them .Going out for a coffee or to a bar can not make you realize if you are compatible with someone. Besides people when they go out as they wear their nice clothes wear also their nice behavior. When you don’t wake up with someone in the same house and observe how they are and behave in their daily routines you never know if you can really connect with them. Something that you can realize either when you stay with someone in the same house or if you go for holidays with them. This is a time that friendships can form and friendships can rupture.

I realized that you never know someone until you live with them twice recently. A person that I had really fun with when we went out and started getting closer invited me for holidays with her friends. The holidays because of her behavior became so unbearable that summer that I wanted to take the boat back home. Something similar happened to me during these holidays as I was surprised with the behavior of my cousin when she had to spend a week in my house. The first few days were nice but then her behavior was so bad that I realized that I did not really know her at all. A few days in my house made me realize how she behaves at home and it really shocked me.

As a student I shared my room and the house I live in with friends. The people that I love the most are people that we have shared our routine and have lived together for a while. They are people that you love simply having a coffee with and engaging in conversations around the table. The friends that you love even more because of how they are in their daily lives. In a house where they have left the nice clothes and their social mask and can not avoid revealing who they really are.

(art by annie julie)

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Happy Easter everyone...


The blog is going for holidays so I want to wish you a great time, relax and have fun as much as possible.I know that you will be having many things to do in your free time so I am sure that you will not have too much time for blogging reading.I will come back next week with a new post.I dedicate to you this happy easter bunny card.Have Fun!

(art by krecha)

Sunday, April 01, 2007

The tree and the grass

In the countryside a tree and a grass were having a conversation
The grass asked the tree:
"Who do you think is the strongest?"
The tree replied immediately:
"Its me of course.I am the strongest.Look at you you are so short and look so vulnerable.I am tall, I have thick branches,I have leaves and I scare my enemies.I can also live for a thousand years and no one dares to disrespect me."
The grass replied:
"You definitely look strong but appearances can often be misleading.I think that a small grass like me can be stronger that a huge tree."
The tree was furious:
"What are you talking about you must be insane."
The grass explained:
"You look strong and I look fragile but I'm stronger than you tree.When the wind blows you shiver,your leaves fall,your branches may fall and you get hurt because of the wounds that the wind inflicts on you.I may look small and vulnerable but the wind can not hurt me,it can only shake me a bit but I still stand strong.The wind can blow a tall tree like you but it can never blow a small grass.The enemies can locate you when you are like that and hurt you but mine can barely see me because I am so short."
"I told you tree, appearances can be misleading and the strongest can be the one that you expect the least!"

(art by ploop)

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

The country that we deserve...

Greece and in particularly Athens faces a variety of socio-economical problems. There is a growing number of unemployment amongst people that are educated in their most productive age. Many from those that work are forced to have more than one occupation in order to survive. The income of people is very low compared to the work they produce and the market where we observe the prices augmenting. The educational system is static and outdated and offers knowledge that is many times sterilized and unimportant. There is a lack of an ecological consciousness amongst its habitants and the threat of growing pollution is eminent. There is a lack of a comfortable and efficient national transportation and there is a chaos on the roads as the numbers of cars increase daily.

The above for me are real issues that interfere with our quality of life. Instead of addressing those issues and take our lives into control we wait for a government to be kind enough to address these issues instead of taking a few simple steps ourselves. We recently remembered the glory of 1821 and acted like barbarians in the match against Turkey. We recently became offended with the history book that claims that the secret school did not existed even though this is true. Even if it never existed I heard arguments that were saying that in the history book it should write that it existed because this is our tradition. We recently claimed that the movie 300 was propaganda of America that was written against Iran, a comic that was actually written many years before.

These are the problems of a nation that is brainwashed and the only thing that they try to preserve is their national pride. Our future and quality of life is what is important and as long as we don’t get that we get the country and life that we deserve.

(Art by krecha)