Φυσάει απόψε περασμένους έρωτες..

ΣΕ ΧΡΟΝΟ ΕΝΕΣΤΩΤΑ

Θέλω τον έρωτά σου
στο χρόνο του τον ενεστώτα,
οριστικό και αμετάκλητο,
δίχως υποτακτικές υπεκφυγές,
αμφίβολους αορίστους
και μέλλοντος κατ’ εξακολούθηση.
Θέλω τον έρωτά σου
μικρή παθητική
μετοχή,
παραδομένο 
εξαρτημένο
θυμωμένο,
να μεταγγίζεσαι ολάκερη
ως τον τελευταίο σπασμό
και να σου γνέφω
κι άλλο.
Θέλω τον έρωτά σου
εξουσία κι επανάσταση.


Βουλιάζει η αγάπη σε πέλαγα τρικυμισμένα. Χωρίς κουπιά αφήνεται η βάρκα να δέρνεται στα κύματα, αναλώνοντας ζωές που έζησαν το μισό απ’ όσο άξιζαν. Πορεύτηκαν σε γραμμές τυφλών, ψηλαφώντας ένα-ένα τα σημάδια σε σώματα που σπαρταρούσαν δαιμονισμένα το « Σε Θέλω».
Διάφανες καταδύσεις γυρεύουν χαμόγελα, για να καταδυθούν αισθήσεις αήττητες με καθαρτήριες λέξεις, στους βωμούς της ματαιότητας. Βουβές μένουν, για ν’ αφουγκράζονται ψιθύρους που σκηνοθετούν ερήμην τους όνειρα.


ΝΑ ΛΥΓΙΣΕΙ Ο ΧΡΟΝΟΣ

Να λυγίσει ο χρόνος
να γίνει το σώμα μου
και πάλι
αιμοφόρο αγγείο
και να εκλιπαρεί
μια μικρή μετάγγιση
απ’ τα φιλιά σου. 


ΛΕΞΕΙΣ

Υπάρχουν λέξεις
που δεν μπορούν
να μιλήσουν
παρά κάτω από
το λιγοστό
φως ενός κεριού.
Θέλουν να νιώθουν
χέρια ιδρωμένα
και σώματα που
μπλέκουν σε ξέστρωτα
σεντόνια.
Υπάρχουν λέξεις
που μόνο αν τις
κοιτάξεις κατάματα
θα σου πουν
την αλήθεια τους.


Με κλειστά παραθυρόφυλλα η λήθη, αρνείται ν’ απορρίψει καταπατημένους όρκους περασμένων ερώτων. Δεν είναι η λησμονιά που αγρυπνά ώρες φονικές, ρίχνοντας στη φωτιά α-μνήμονη μνήμη. Είναι η ανάμνηση που πονά, συνάζοντας πρόσωπα στην τροχιά των συναισθημάτων. Κι αν αγριεύει ο αέρας, θα φυλαχτούν καλά οι επιστροφές των αισθήσεων. Λαχταρούν να υποταχτούν τυφλά σε σελίδες που γράφουν τ’ απομνημονεύματα της καρδιάς, με τον χρόνο να συμφιλιώνει τις αποστάσεις.


ΛΗΘΗ

Ρίξε πάνω σου,
πρόχειρη εσάρπα,
τη λήθη.
Φυσάει απόψε
περασμένους έρωτες.


Αλύτρωτοι έρωτες καταχωρούνται σε μητρώα άστρων που κατοικήθηκαν σε ασύνορα περιγράμματα. Στρατιές ποιημάτων κατέφθαναν να καταλάβουν ψυχές και σώματα στη αυλή των θαυμάτων. Μοιρασμένα αποθέματα, έγιναν λόγος λίγο πριν ξημερώσει. Φθαρτά σώματα ντυμένα με στίχους μετασχηματίστηκαν σε άφθαρτα ποιητικά σώματα στη ροή του χρόνου. Δικαιωμένοι κι αδικαίωτοι πόθοι στις γραμματοσειρές ενός απαγορευμένου ονείρου.


ΤΟ ΜΗΤΡΩΟ ΤΩΝ ΑΣΤΡΩΝ

Να βιαστώ να ξεκουμπώσω
το πουκάμισό σου,
να φιλήσω το πρόσωπό σου
ν’ αγγίξω το σώμα σου.
Να βιαστώ να σ’ αγαπήσω
καταχωρώντας σε
στο μητρώο των άστρων.
Κι αύριο,
σαν ξημερώσει,
να σε κάνω ποίημα.


Χωρισμένοι εαυτοί εκτίουν ποινές ισόβιας θλίψης αλαφροπατώντας στον παράδεισο. Σε καμιά κόλαση δεν χωρούν εραστές που ερωτοτροπούν αμίλητοι, ψηλαφώντας αισθήσεις. Τα απολιθωμένα ίχνη μαρτυρούν στο στρώμα την ανάμνηση αποχαιρετισμών στα ικριώματα της αγάπης .


ΙΣΟΒΙΑ ΘΛΙΨΗ

Από τότε
που έφυγες
εκτίω ποινή
σε ισόβια θλίψη.



ΑΣΩΤΟ ΣΥΝΑΙΣΘΗΜΑ

Θέλω να πλύνω το σώμα σου
απ’ όλα τα χτεσινά φιλιά,
να πλύνω με τ’ αναφιλητά μου
όλα τα χάδια που έγερναν
πάνω σου
πολύ πριν με γνωρίσεις.




Ελένη Μαυρογονάτου 

Listen..

Oh, son, listen...
… I know you wish some things could have been resolved. 
Closure, they call it. 
But life is just a lot of loose ends. 
So smile. 
Love that woman you have, and love that new little girl that you're going to have...

Burden..

You love someone, you open yourself up to suffering, that's the sad truth..

Maybe they'll break your heart, maybe you'll break their heart and never be able to look at yourself in the same way.

Those are the risks.That's the burden..

Like wings, they have weight. We feel that weight on our backs, but they are a burden that lifts us..
Burdens that allow us to fly..

Who knows how to make love stay?

1. Tell love you are going to the Junior's Deli on Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn to pick up a cheesecake, and if love stays, it can have half. It will stay.

2, Tell love you want a memento of it and obtain a lock of its hair. Burn the hair in a dime-store incense burner with yin/yang symbols on three sides. Face southwest. Talk fast over the burning hair in a convincingly exotic language. Remove the ashes of the burnt hair and use them to paint a mustache on your face. Find love. Tell it you are someone new. It will stay.


3. Wake love up in the middle of the night. Tell it the world is on fire. Dash to the bedroom window and pee out of it. Casually return to bed and assure love that everything is going to be all right. Fall asleep. Love will be there in the morning.





''All depression has its roots in self-pity, and all self-pity is rooted in people taking themselves too seriously.''


Tom Robbins

Closing Cycles - Paulo Coelho

One always has to know when a stage comes to an end. If we insist on staying longer than the necessary time, we lose the happiness and the meaning of the other stages we have to go through.

Closing cycles, shutting doors, ending chapters whatever name we give it, what matters is to leave in the past the moments of life that have finished. Did you lose your job? Has a loving relationship come to an end? Did you leave your parents’ house? Gone to live abroad? Has a long-lasting friendship ended all of a sudden?

You can spend a long time wondering why this has happened. You can tell yourself you won’t take another step until you find out why certain things that were so important and so solid in your life have turned into dust, just like that.

But such an attitude will be awfully stressing for everyone involved: your parents, your husband or wife, your friends, your children, your sister, everyone will be finishing chapters, turning over new leaves, getting on with life, and they will all feel bad seeing you at a standstill.

None of us can be in the present and the past at the same time, not even when we try to understand the things that happen to us. What has passed will not return: we cannot for ever be children, late adolescents, sons that feel guilt or rancor towards our parents, lovers who day and night relive an affair with someone who has gone away and has not the least intention of coming back.

Things pass, and the best we can do is to let them really go away. That is why it is so important (however painful it maybe!) to destroy souvenirs, move, give lots of things away to orphanages, sell or donate the books you have at home. Everything in this visible world is a manifestation of the invisible world, of what is going on in our hearts and getting rid of certain memories also means making some room for other memories to take their place.

Let things go. Release them. Detach yourself from them. Nobody plays this life with marked cards, so sometimes we win and sometimes we lose. Do not expect anything in return, do not expect your efforts to be appreciated, your genius to be discovered, your love to be understood. Stop turning on your emotional television to watch the same program over and over again, the one that shows how much you suffered from a certain loss: that is only poisoning you, nothing else.

Nothing is more dangerous than not accepting love relationships that are broken off, work that is promised but there is no starting date, decisions that are always put off waiting for the ideal moment. Before a new chapter is begun, the old one has to be finished: tell yourself that what has passed will never come back. Remember that there was a time when you could live without that thing or that person. Nothing is irreplaceable. A habit is not a need. This may sound so obvious, it may even be difficult, but it is very important.

Closing cycles. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because that no longer fits your life. Shut the door, change the record, clean the house, shake off the dust. Stop being who you were, and change into who you are.One always has to know when a stage comes to an end. If we insist on staying longer than the necessary time, we lose the happiness and the meaning of the other stages we have to go through.

We try..

"Booth: I lost my appetite because you made me think about all those people parading around pretending to be something they aren’t just so they could have crappy sex.
Brennan: How do you know it’s crappy?
Booth: Gotta be, Bones. Come on, it’s gotta be.
Brennan: Why?
Booth: Why? I’ll tell you why. Here we are, all of us, basically alone, separate creatures, just circling each other, all searching for that slightest hint of a real connection. Some look in the wrong places. Some — they just give up hope because, in their mind, they’re thinking, ‘Oh, there’s nobody out there for me,’ but all of us we keep trying over and over again. Why? Because every once in a while…every once in a while, two people meet and there’s that spark, and, yes, Bones, he’s handsome and she’s beautiful and maybe that’s all they see at first, but making love…making love…that’s when two people become one.
Brennan: It is scientifically impossible for two objects to occupy the same space.
Booth: Yeah, but what’s important is we try, and when we do it right, we get close.
Brennan: To what? Breaking the laws of physics?
Booth: Yeah, Bones — a miracle. Those people with their role-playing and their fetishes and their little sex games, it’s crappy sex, well, you know, at least compared to the real thing.
Brennan: (staring at him, faintly smiling) You’re right."

Compassion

I know we don’t always agree on how, but we both hoped for the same thing: a just world. 

If I’ve ever learned anything it’s that we can never let the chaos and injustice make us so blind with anger that we become part of the problem. 

Understanding, compassion, kindness and love are the only true revolutionary ideals. When we compromise those, we become what we despise, and we loose our humanity. 

The world might see my legacy as one of violence and destruction, but I know that you are my real legacy and for that I will be thankful every day.

A place to call home

You know that point in your life when you realize that the house you grew up in isnít really your home anymore and all of the sudden even though you have some place to put your shit, that idea of home is gone, or maybe its like this rite of passage, you will never have that feeling again until you create a new idea of home for yourself, for your kids, for the family you start. Itís like a cycle or something. Maybe that' s all family really is: a group of people that miss the same imaginary place.

Hope

“I've heard that it's possible to grow up - I've just never met anyone who's actually done it. Without parents to defy, we break the rules we make for ourselves. We throw tantrums when things don't go our way, we whisper secrets with our best friends in the dark, we look for comfort where we can find it, and we hope - against all logic, against all experience. Like children, we never give up hope...”

Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice. 

Robert Frost

Life and love

We seek the comfort of another. 
Someone to share and share the life we choose. 
Someone to help us through the neverending attempt to understand ourselves. 
And in the end, someone to comfort us along the way. 

Once in a while, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives a fairy tale...

Is there life after Birth?

Two embryos talk inside a mother's womb. The one says:
'So do you really think there's life after birth?'

The other responds.. 'Of course. For me, its absolutely certain there is. Our life here is just so that we can grow, prepare ourselves for life after birth, and be strong enough for what awaits us there.’

The other responds..’That’s quite stupid. There is no life after birth. How would such a life look like anyway?!’

The other responds..’I have no clue! But there’s definitely more light than there is here. And we might even be standing on our legs and feeding with our mouths!’

The other responds exasperated.. ‘What a bunch of bull. There is no such thing as walking. And feeding through the mouth is utterly ridiculous – we have the umbilical cord that feeds us well enough. This in itself shows us life after birth is impossible: the umbilical cord is too short!’

The other responds.. ‘It is possible. It just might be somewhat different to what it is here.’

The other loses its patience.. ‘No one, and i mean no one, has ever come back from birth! Just get over it: birth is the end of life. Full stop. And here’s another thing, life is one big hassle in the dark, that’s what it is.’

The other responds.. ‘I admit i don’t know what life after birth is like..but in any case, we’ll get to see our mother and she’ll take care of us’.

The other loses it.. ‘Mother?! You believe in a mother?!! That’s ridiculous. I’m sorry but, where is she i’d like to ask?’

The other gestures with its hand.. ‘She’s here! Everywhere around us. We live inside her and through her. Without her we could not exist!’

The other responds.. ‘This really is the epitome of stupidity. I cannot see your mother anywhere. Not a piece of her – and its quite obvious why – she doesn’t exist!’

The other shakes its head and closes its eyes.. ‘Sometimes, when we’re very quiet, i can hear her sing. Or caress our world. I feel and honestly believe that birth is a big, new start!’

Growth

The new female and the new male are partners on a journey of spiritual growth. 

They want to make the journey. 

Their love and trust keep them together. 

Their intuition guides them. 

They consult with each other. 

They are friends. 

They laugh a lot. 

They are equals. 

That is what a spiritual partnership is: a partnership between equals for the purpose of spiritual growth.

Of chillies and broths

There is an old Mexican saying that goes a little something like this: 

“Ahora es cuando, chile verde, le has de dar sabor al caldo.” 

Make sense? No?

 Well, for all you non-Spanish speakers, it translates as, 

“Time has come, green chili, to give your flavor to the broth.” 

It’s sort of a food metaphor for life. It means the moment has arrived. It’s here and you’ve got to act with resolution. 

You’ve got to be the cute little green chili who decides now is the time to make your move.

 What move, you ask? 

First step to a new life

Dream On

"There are dreamers and there are realists in this world, you think the dreamers would find the dreamers and the realists would find the realists, but more often than not the opposite is true. See the dreamers need the realists to keep the dreamers from soaring too close to the sun. And the realists? Well without the dreamers, they might not ever get off the ground."

One Love

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.” 
― Bob Marley

Τα πάντα ρεί και ουδέν μένει ..

Heraclitus' philosophy can be captured in just two words: "πάντα ρεί", literally everything flows, meaning that everything is constantly changing, from the smallest grain of sand to the stars in the sky. Thus, every object ultimately is a figment of one's imagination. Only change itself is real, constant and eternal flux, like the continuous flow of the river which always renews itself.

Desire

A lover knows only humility.. he has no choice

He steals into your alley at night ..he has no choice

He longs to kiss every lock of your hair .. don't fret, he has no choice

In his frenzied love for you he longs to break the chains of his imprisonment, he has.. no choice

A lover asked his beloved ''Do you love yourself more than you love me?''

Beloved replied ''I have died to myself and i live for you''

''I've disappeared from myself and my attributes... I am present only for you ''

'' I've forgotten all my learnings .. but from knowing you i've become a scholar''

'' I've lost all my strength.. but from your power i'm able''

''I love my self .. I love you, I love you.. I love myself ''

I am your lover come to my side, I will open the gate.. to your love

Come settle with me, let us be neighbours to the stars ..

You have been hiding so long, endlessly drifting in the sea of my love

Even so you have always been connected to me .. concealed... revealed .. in the unknown, in the un-manifest

I am life itself ..

You have been a prisoner of a little pond..

I am the ocean and its turbulent flood. Come merge with me

Leave this world of ignorance ..be with me

I will open the gate .. to your love

I desire you more than food or drink

my body my senses my mind.. hunger for your taste

I can sense your presence in my heart.. although you belong to all the world

I wait with silent passion for one gesture .. one glance .. from you

- Deepak Chopra

Lets Break Down..

Οι ερωτήσεις που βασανίζουν ανα διαστήματα τον καθένα απο εμάς, expressed in perfect Engrish !

Βρέθηκε σε δρομάκι της Αγγλίας .....

TEA ευφραίνει καρδία !

-αύριο έχω να πάω σε πάρτυ

-τι πάρτυ;

-tea party

-ε ναι τι πάρτυ;

-tea party

-ΡΕ ΆΝΤΕ ΓΑΜΗΣΟΥ!!!

Human Heart

The human heart - the organ from whence love comes. While cardiologists might see it as just a simple pumping mechanism, common wisdom knows better. The brain does not love. The lungs do not love. The penis makes a lot of noise about love, but after intercourse its intentions are fairly obvious. In the end, we all know the truth. We've all experienced the truth. That swelling feeling in the chest is the universal sensation we have when the heart is expressing love. Conversely, that sinking feeling in the chest is the universal sensation we have when our love is not reciprocated. It is then that the heart is "broken." We are literally "heartsick" until we learn that our former paramour was inexplicably taken hostage by Somali pirates while dining at a neighborhood pizzeria. News we find "heartening."

Insomnia

More than anything, she craved an intimacy that might transcend the physical. And so she urged him to reveal himself, to step out from behind the self-protecting wall of fear he had carefully constructed over a lifetime of loneliness. Secrets, she assured him, were the only thing that stood in the way of their ever finding true happiness. At first he was reluctant. But as the days passed and he came to trust the relationship, he saw the wisdom of her request. One evening, after a good dinner and some particularly heated love-making, he decided to make the leap. Lying in the darkness, their naked, spent bodies entwined around each other, he quietly told her all the things of his life that he'd never told another living soul. When he finished, she kissed him and thanked him for being so honest and open. He slept peacefully that night knowing that his days of hiding were over. The revelation left him feeling closer to her than he'd ever thought possible. She had insomnia. It's hard to sleep next to a guy when you're pretty sure he's a psychopath.

Alone

‎"There is a reason I said I'd be happy alone. Its wasn't because I thought I'd be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. Its easier to be alone because what if you learn that you need love and then you don't have it. What if you like it and lean on it. What if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart.
Can you even survive that kind of pain?
Losing love is like organ damage. Its like dying. The only difference is death ends, THIS- it could go on forever!"
'Meredith Gray S7E22'‎

Deduction

• This is what I do:

1. I observe everything.

2. From what I observe, I deduce everything.

3. When I've eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how mad it might seem, must be the truth.

K is for Katharsis ..

You're stubborn - I'm judgemental

You're full of air - I'm full of fire

You hate rules - I hate games

Babe... this was never meant to be.

Once again..

Love sucks for those loving someone in secret.
Love sucks for those in love with a friend
Love sucks for those who got cheated on, used got played.
Love sucks for those who can’t get the love back.
Love sucks for those in love with the wrong person at the wrong time.
Love sucks for those who has the kind of love unaccepted by society.
Love sucks for those who got ditched and left behind.
Love sucks for those secretly in love with their best friend.
Love sucks for those who got rejected.
Love sucks for those who can’t move on.
Love sucks for those who waited for nothing.
Yes, love may suck,but whatever story you may have, loving someone is still the best feeling you’ll ever get. And for sure you don't need any "Saint's" day to show love to the person you Love, so i say fuck you valentine and all of you making MONEY on Loves name ...

Rumi

"Study me as much as you like, you will never know me, for I differ a hundred ways from what you see me to be. Put yourself behind my eyes, and see me as I see myself, for I have chosen to dwell in a place you cannot see." — Rumi