HEY PEOPLE !!!!

molis (prin 2-3 meres) anoiksa to deutero proswpiko mou blog....
kserw h aporia einai megalh alla htan mia psuxologikh anagkh to na ginei auto.....
h diafora ekeinou me auto einai oti to kainourio einai k 8a einai xaroumeno...kai 8a blepei ligo mono ta omorfa pragmata ths zwhs.....
akoma den exei posts kai den kserw pote 8a kataferw na grapsw kanena (efoson h aderfh mou h kalh an_architect exei kanei apoluth katalhpsh tou upologisth...)
osoi pistoi.... ean k efoson 8elete....shmeiwste thn dieu8hnsh k tsekarete to...

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elpizw na bgei se link auto......dioti alliws den kserw na to kanw...!
kisses to all my friends.....
elpizw na exete mia kalh k aksexasth nuxta.....

ΒΑΡΙ'ΕΜΑΙ ΤΗΝ ΖΩΉ ΜΟΥ.....!!!!

Αυτό είναι το moto μου, την τελευταία εβδομάδα και κάτι....-περίπου-
Αυτή η κατάσταση δεν παλεύεται άλλο.
Όταν όλα έχουν γίνει ρουτίνα, και φτάνεις στο σημείο να θεωρείς απόλαυση το να μένεις μόνος σου, τότε μάλλον σημαίνει ότι, ναι, έχεις βαρεθεί την ζωή σου.
Μπορεί αυτό να θεωρήται σωστό, και καλό και ίσως όμορφο, από κάποιους μεγαλύτερης ηλικείας, αλλά εγώ είμαι μόλις στα 20 χρόνια ζωής, έχω τόσα να ζήσω ακόμα και δεν μπορώ.
Τί άλλο να πω;
Καταντάει κουραστικό, ακόμα και το να μιλάω για αυτό.
Δεν ξέρω καν τι άλλο θέλω απ' την ζωή μου, αλλά ξέρω σίγουρα ότι θέλω κι άλλα, κι άλλα, κι άλλα.
Είναι κατάντια και μήπως θα έπρεπε να χαίρομαι που έχω αυτήν την σταθερότητα που άλλοι ψάχνουν?
Ή είναι λογικό και στην πραγματικότητα θα έπρεπε όντως να βρω τουλάχιστον κάποια ενδιαφέροντα για να απασχολήσω τον εαυτό μου, και να σταματήσω να κοιμάμαι στον ελεύθερό μου χρόνο?
Πάντως βαριέμαι την ζωή μου αυτό είναι γεγονός.
Είτε αυτό σημαίνει ότι πρέπει να την αποδεκτώ έτσι όπως είναι, είτε αυτό σημαίνει ότι πρέπει να την αλλάξω.
Θα ήθελα να ακούσω καμιά καλή πρόταση...καμιά συμβουλή....κάτι βρε αδερφέ....

P.S.: Ας μου θυμήσει κάποιος να βρω μια δουλειά...(δηλαδή να προσθέσω κάτι ακόμα ψόφιο στην ζωή μου ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!) ΤΕΣΠΑ....!

xxx

Come 'on little stranger, Die a little later...

PEMPTH bradu.
H wra einai 2.35, kai egw gia allh mia fora sunhditopoihsa oti ola sthn zwh mou pane straba.
Nomizw oti POTE ksana sthn zwh mou den enniwsa pio monh apo twra.
Einai auth h stigmh opou 8elw ftera na futrwsoun sthn plath mou, kai na t'anoiksw kai na petaksw oso pio makrua ginetai...
Na mhn blepw tipota pou na mou 8umizei authn thn zwh pou exw ksexasei na zw.
Thelw na ftasw sta sunnefa.
Ekei sta ourania pou oloi lene oti ekei zoun mia kaluterh zwh!
Na dw ton hlio na anatelei kai na duei.
Na dw to feggari na mou xamogelaei, mia nuxta me ksasteria, na dw ena peftasteri kai na kanw mia euxh pou estw kai gia mia fora 8a mporei na pragmatopoih8ei...
POSO ligo apexei h logikh apo thn trella?
POSES fores eklapsa shmera?
Milaw paraloga, anaferw pragmata pou tromazoun etoimo8enatous.
Kai omws niw8w oti ka8e mera h zwh mou teleiwnei olo kai nwritera, olo kai perissotera pragmata me skotwnoun.
Otan ola gurw einai 8ola, kai h skepsh taksideuei st' asteria, tote ola exoun teleiwsei.
Zhtw liga pragmata akomh gia na niw8w kala,
kai h ka8hmerinothta mou, h routina auth pou zw kai meta ksanazw ap' thn arxh mou exei apagoreusei na zw.
zhtw n'akousw, gia mia kai as einai h teleutaia fora, mia mikrh melwdia, bgalmenh ap'thn ki8ara mou, grammenh apo ta xeria mou.
Ma ta xeria mou den einai ikana, n'aggiksoun to molubi, na grapsoun mia nota, enan stixo magiko.
PREPEI na fugw apo 'dw!
den me niazei pou 8a paw.
Exw tosa polla akoma na dw.
Kai eimai egklwbismenh ston kosmo ton diko mou pou oloi m'apotrepoun ap'to na spasw ta kagkela pou me kratane.
FAINOMAI san olous tous allous, alla DEN eimai.
OXI, den exw me8usei, oxi den kapnisa pali ap' thn glastra mou.
Autes einai oi skepseis mou se mia ap' tis apoluta fusiologikes meres tis zwhs mou.
Prepei na ksefugw, na trigurisw stous dromous autous pou oloi fobountai kai einai panta adioi.
S'auta ta filhsuxa merh pou o hlios den fwtizei pote, pou to skotadi skepazei tous dromous kai xanontai akoma kai oi skies.
Ekei pou den 8a fainetai poia eimai, ekei pou kanenas den 8a me anagnwrizei, ekei pou 8a mporw na kanw oti 8elw.
Na ksenuxtaw, na pinw, na kapizw, na gelaw kai na klaiw, na upoferw etsi opws egw 8elw na upoferw kai oxi opws oloi oi alloi mou upoballoun.
Na mporw na eimai monh mou, kai na mporw na zw thn monaksia mou, na xairomai tis skepseis mou pou mono tote 8a periexoun gelia, kai mono eu8hma dakrua.
Pou h melangxolia sbhnei kai 8a anapolw thn zwh pou den ezhsa.
Giati ola 8a exoun perasei.
Giati tipota den 8a einai pia to idio.
Giati ola 8a exoun allaksei.
Einai amartia to na 8elw na zhsw?
Einai amartia to na mhn m'afhnoun?
Einai amartia pou arxizw na misw auta pou 8elw n' agapw?
Ti einai la8os?
Ti einai swsto?
poios 8a me krinei?
Apla 8elw na fugw apo 'dw!
Na ginw skonh kai na me fusiksoun ston ourano....
Na xa8w.
Na mhn niw8w tipote allo pia.
Zhtaw polla?


Hide the moon,
Hide the stars...

allh mia fora, kanonisa me parea filikh, na sunanti8oume sto gnwsto meros tou metaksourgeiou mazi tous, ekei, dipla sthn afethria twn lewforeiwn pou mas metaferoun ka8hmerina stis gnwrimes ai8ouses ma8hmatwn tou tei a8hnwn....
allh mia fora, pou eftasa prwth, allh mia fora pou perimena olous, blepontas agnwsta, ma ka8hmerina proswpa, na pernoun dipla mou anebainontas tis kukiomenes skales tou metro xwris na einai kanenas filos pou8ena. na mou skountane ton omo kai na fwnazoun "sorry"...
giati pote den exei arketo xwro gia na peraseis...
parea mou, h mousikh mou kai h skepsh mou..."pali nwris eftasa...as proxwrhsw kai 8a sunanti8oume panw, stis ai8ouses..."
allh mia fora ftanw prwth....kai as exw arghsei....kai as prospa8w na to krupsw apo ton eauto mou...8a eprepe na einai oloi edw....oute kai edw kanenas gnwstos.....gnwrima proswpa xwris ekfraseis....xwris ennoies...
perna h wra...kai o ka8hghths twn ma8hmatikwn argei kai autos...
uparxei akoma xronos an exei arghsei kanenas na prolabei na er8ei...
kai o xronos pernaei...
kai kaneis den fainetai pou8ena...
hr8e kai o ka8hghths....to ma8hma arxisei...to prwto 3 wro to pio duskolo ths hmeras....to ekana gia allh mia fora monh mou....giati kaneis den eixe to kouragia na ksupnhsei....giati mono egw gia allh mia fora eixa to kouragio....na meinw ligo akoma makrua tous....

o nomos tou merphy.....nai, alla giati se mena??

h wra twra pou ksekinw na grafw einai 12:33 opws grafei to roloi mou pou polu 8a h8ela na phgainei kala...
shmera htan mia duskolh mera....
oxi oti sunebh kati to dramatiko alla apla den eixa koimh8ei polu kai eixa polla sto mualo mou gia na kanw...
etsi loipon, ksupnhsa sxetika nwris kai apofasisa na paw mia mikrh bolta gia arxh, ws a8hnaia, sto kentro ths a8hnas, sto gnwsto se olous mas monasthraki....
ola htan mia xara.....kai egw mesa sthn trellh mou xara efoson pernaga kala....
ligo argotera, klasikh mou kinhsh...apofasizw na kanw kai ena tsigaro, kai otan epiasa thn tsanta mou, thn eida anoixth...
edw eprepe na paradextw thn alh8eia pou fanerw8hke mprosta mou, eixa pesei 8uma klophs....
to fermouar ths apo thn arxh ws to telos or8anixto kai ta liga akoma pragmatakia pou eixa mesa htan akoma ekei....
profanws arxisa na psaxnw gia to ti eleipe apo mesa....
psaxnontas brhka to ena apo ta duo kinhta mou thlefwna, brhka to portofoli mou, brhka ta tsigara mou, alla to deutero kinhto den htan pou8ena....
(kapou edw prepei na balw se paren8esh to oti to kinhto pou mou emeine, kai na parakalousa kapoion na to klepsei den 8a to eklebe, se anti8esh me auto pou phran opou htan polu kalo...)
o kosmos htan para ma para polus shmera opote den mporousa akribws na upopsiastw kanenan...
eginan kapoies prospa8eies gia na bre8ei alla mataies....
telos pantwn....oti egine egine kai oti einai na ginei 8a ginei ....
auth einai h pikrh alh8eia kai eite kalws eite kakws den mporoume na to allaksoume....
to mono pragma pou me lupei den einai toso h kloph, alla me enoxlei to oti oses fores exw akousei gia klopes sumbainoun se atoma pou den einai idiaitera oikonomika eukatasta....
kai giati authn thn periodo, kai oxi afou prwta brw thn douleia pou psaxnw???
katalabaineis ti ennow?
h zwh mporei na sou feretai polu asxhma, to 8ema einai oti o,ti kai na sumbainei se esena, esu prepei na ths feresai kala, gia na mhn soou fer8ei xeirotera...
kai edw einai pou kollaei h ataka tou oti mporei na paei straba, 8a paei....
alla deuterh fora se mena? kai h 2 eginan me polu asxhmo tropo....
auta kai gia shmera....
as eimaste oloi prosektikoi kai as prosexoume kai o enas ton allon ligo parapanw, giati einai krima, kapoioi na zoun me auta pou emeis polemame ka8hmerina na apokthsoume....

autes oi meres einai polu perierges...

kai nai genika milaw kalutera ellhnika ap'oti agglika....
h wra einai 1.16 arga to bradu loipon, kai einai allo ena apo ekeina ta bradua...
pou moiazei idio me ola a prohgoumena...
alla tipota den einai to idio....
otan ola leitourgoun kanonika....egw prepei:
arxika na eimai ston upologisth monh mou...kai na milaw me kanenan filo kai na exw pa8iastei toso polu apo thn suzhthsh pou na exw ksexasei anoixth thn thleorash na paizei, anti na balw thn mousikoula mou....kapou edw 8a briskw kai allon enan filo mou sto msn kai 8a milaw kai me ekeinon.....ekei kapou 8a diakoptw thn koubentoula kai ta koutsompolakia gia na paw na balw to giaourtaki mou....ligo argotera na piw kai kana pothri nero kai telos na kanw kai kana tsigaro sto mpanio gia na mhn me katalaboun oi goneis mou....
otan ola leitourgoun opws autes tis meres.....egw:
ka8omai ston upologisth mou oxi giati to 8elw alla giati einai apo tis meres ekeines pou 8elw na kanw otidhpote allo alla den briskw tipota kalutero....mpainw loipon sto internet...kai den einai kanenas gnwstos mou mesa gia na tou milhsw.....
niw8w thn anagkh na epikoinwnisw....kai arxizei to chat me ena soro agnwstous tupous pou krubontai opws kai egw pisw apo ena plhktrologio kai mia o8onh....
ekei loipon gnwrizeis kana 2 atomakia ...pou ta 8ewreis endiaferonta...arxizeis kai milas ligo perissotero mazi tous....kolakeuesai...kai ksekinaei kati pou esu toulaxiston pote den 8a teleiwseis.....
ksumerwnei kai esu akoma milas me enan agnwsto....
nomizeis oti etsi ksexnas oti sumbainei se esena...
anti gia neraki pas kai pineis ena neropothro krasi ante 2 h 3 neropothra....
anti gia ena tsigaro sto mpanio, exeis kanei 10.....kai ektws tou oti einai oikonomika asumforo, sunhdhtopoieis oti esu den niw8eis ka8olou kalutera....kai anti8etws einai kai psuxof8oro....
kai nai meta apo ena suntomo galop.....anamesa se atoma tou kuklou mou...(!?!?!?!)....kai anakalupsa to poso polu olos o kosmos den einai ka8olou kala....polles uperboles se mia protash....
alla einai alh8eia....
apo atuxhmata ews problhmata ugeias...ews kakokefies...ews problhmmata me ton toixo...(dhladh anousia)...
kai anarwriemai giati?
dhladh...ti mporei na sumbainei????na rwthsw ta astra??
giati na uparxei tosh melanxolia....kai estw pote 8a teleiwsei auto to pragma???
GIA NA MHN MPW STA PROSWPIKA!!!!
pou einai ena ekshsou megalo 8ema....kai exei apoluth sxesh me autes tis anwmales hmeres....
tespa...filoi mou.....edw 8a kleisw....auto htan to parapono mou...oxi toso gia mena alla gia tous gurw mou pou blepw na upoferoun....giati kalh kai h mizeria mia sto toso...!oso na'nai exw polla koina me ton Vincent Malloy ; )
kisses to you, all ........................

Text for Tim Burton's "Vincent"

Vincent Malloy is seven years old,
He's always polite and does what he's told.

For a boy his age he's considerate and nice,
But he wants to be just like Vincent Price.

He doesn't mind living with his sister, dog and cat,
Though he'd rather share a home with spiders and bats.

There he could reflect on the horrors he's invented,
And wander dark hallways alone and tormented.

Vincent is nice when his aunt comes to see him,
But imagines dipping her in wax for his wax museum.

He likes to experiment on his dog Abacrombie,
In the hopes of creating a horrible zombie.

So he and his horrible zombie dog,
Could go searching for victims in the London fog.

His thoughts aren't only of ghoulish crime,
He likes to paint and read to pass the time.

While other kids read books like Go Jane Go,
Vincent's favorite author is Edgar Allen Poe.

One night while reading a gruesome tale,
He read a passage that made him turn pale.

Such horrible news he could not survive,
For his beautiful wife had been buried alive.

He dug out her grave to make sure she was dead,
Unaware that her grave was his mother's flower bed.

His mother sent Vincent off to his room,
He knew he'd been banished to the tower of doom.

Where he was sentenced to spend the rest of his life,
Alone with a portrait of his beautiful wife.

While alone and insane, encased in his tomb,
Vincent's mother suddenly burst into the room.

"If you want to you can go outside and play.
It's sunny outside and a beautiful day."

Vincent tried to talk, but he just couldn't speak,
The years of isolation had made him quite weak.

So he took out some paper, and scrawled with a pen,
"I am possessed by this house, and can never leave it again."

His mother said, "You're not possessed, and you're not almost dead.
These games that you play are all in your head.

You're not Vincent Price, you're Vincent Malloy.
You're not tormented, you're just a young boy."

"You're seven years old, and you're my son,
I want you to get outside and have some real fun."

Her anger now spent, she walked out through the hall,
While Vincent backed slowly against the wall.

The room started to sway, to shiver and creak.
His horrid insanity had reached its peak.

He saw Abacrombie his zombie slave,
And heard his wife call from beyond the grave.

She spoke from her coffin, and made ghoulish demands.
While through cracking walls reached skeleton hands.

Every horror in his life that had crept through his dreams,
Swept his mad laugh to terrified screams.

To escape the madness, he reached for the door,
So he and his horrible zombie dog,
But fell limp and lifeless down on the floor.

His voice was soft and very slow,
As he quoted The Raven from Edgar Allen Poe,

"And my soul from out that shadow floating on the floor,
Shall be lifted--Nevermore!"