Say things are as they are Say that it is as it is Say everything is the way it was and it will ever be Say there is nothing new under the sun but combinations of same old feelings That new embraces disjoint the past releasing memory and pain rising the cost of choice to the height of a tormented word The world around a yard A dive into α pond surrounded by the deep blue sea A roof on the top of the mountain, leave me no choice but fall into the same illusion turn a table round look for the door to another door unlock old patterns receive emerging pleasures out of submerged lockers reactivated edges of a thymocyte new combinations possible out of unwritten maps untamed by time and Lethe Indulge, in an invented innocence of an invented game watching the fish watching me from the aquarium
ΙΔΙΑΙΤΕΡΗ Η ΓΡΑΦΗ ΣΟΥ....ΜΠΡΑΒΟ ΣΟΥ...