I played the role of Mytyl in Maeterlinck’s ‘Blue Bird’ at the YMCA in Thessaloniki back in 2005. Our Director was Achilleas Psaltopoulous, bless his soul.
I found the review I had written then for the play and Mr. Psaltopoulos had it printed in the play's programme. <3 And I thought to translate it:
I grew up watching movies all day in a film-loving family, so I was very surprised that I hadn’t even heard of this when a friend showed me ‘Harold and Maude’ back in 2004. And I’m even more surprised that I haven’t come across any reference of this film ever since. So, lets spread the word. :)
Hello dear future historians and contemporary readers
I have a video that I think you'll like.
Press here to listen to the dream of a cynical optimist
Hello, I am Lotous. A disabled actor, writer, and (soon) filmmaker.
Mephistophelian Commodities and Pathological Demand Avoidance:
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Καλοκαίρι 2007 στον Αρμενιστή. Εγώ δουλεύω στο market του camping. Έχω ρεπό και σε λίγο θα πάμε στην παραλία.
In Isaac Asimov’s Foundation, the Empire’s collapse is related to the decline of high-level education. Hari Seldon is one of the last experimental scientists. The generations after that had some basic training, but not
There was no words that I knew for what I am when I was growing up.
I grew up in the 80s in Greece. My mother was attending a Christian cult.
I knew gay people exist. But bisexual wasn't in any vocabulary I had heard.
I knew autistic people with learning disabilities exist. I didn't know I was autistic.
I was just confused.
Yin and Yang is not really
Black and White,
Good and Evil. It's simply...
You and Me.
That's the ultimate dichotomy. ☯️
Thus spoke me.
Thanx to Christina Christidou, Elementation is now irresistibly adorable. Spread the word. And, don't forget to hug a tree.
‘Write. All rooms are quiet now. Only the moon light. No one will call. Get up, turn on the laptop, and write.’
‘I’m sleeping.’
‘You’re talking guff.’
Fear is the belief that your life is determined by external factors that, of course, you can't trust.
Love is the feeling that 'the other' is part of you. Love is the feeling that Everything is part of you, and you are part of Everything. Thus you have nothing to fear or mistrust.
Yin Yang is not really Black and White, Good and Evil. It's simply You and Me. That's the Ultimate Dichotomy.
Parallel to that: 'Whoever has eyes sees... ears listens' etc etc.
Lotous
Dear Future Historian,
I am passing by your pages to ask you if at your time things are still the same.
I returned yesterday from an art program that managed to help my mental health more than all the years of therapy I've ever done.
More on that on a less busy day. Today I want to focus on what happen after.
25/08/2023
Dear contemporary westerners,
What’s the matter with you?
It’s like too much McDonald’s mushed your brains, or
something.
Today, in the Greek news channel, they said that a bunch of not-so-west-friendly-countries
came up with a union between them. I did not hear anything about that on the
BBC.
It’s like you people never heard any story ever, or ever played a single videogame. Do you not see what is happening? They have most of the energy resources and they seem to be more determined to cooperate with each other than we are.
Deal? What deal? Oh! That deal. I think you’re missing the point of ‘the deal.’ The deal was I manage the rules. And you just apologise for existing. Apologise for trying. Feel sorry for kissing the frog and expecting a Prince. You want a gentleman? That's discrimination to monsters. Sleep alone today and reflect on your unreasonable expectations of respect for yourself.
Blessed be those who read to listen and not to judge.
Blessed be those who keep their eyes open not only to look at the form, but to see the context, for they will be the first to hear the new narratives.
As I am preparing my rope with reverence, I am wondering what Odin was thinking during the nine days that he was hanging from the tree of life, how he filled his mind with pride of his humbleness.
What a jerk! That is what all gods have in common, I suppose.
Some of you know that I moved to the UK with my daughter from Greece back in 2014 and my son was born here in Kent the same year. I think the journey of an immigrant really starts in a way after arriving to a new country. I love the UK. I love the rich culture and history. I love the nature and the people. Yet sometimes I feel like an outsider and it's hard to know if I'm being discriminated because I'm an immigrant or because I'm autistic. I am wearing a sunflower lanyard because I stutter when I talk with strangers and at the supermarket tills, I felt people were looking at me wondering if I can even speak English.
Before my late diagnosis in the autism spectrum, I had no idea about my sensory issues. And no amount of observational skills could help me realise my sensory sensitivity with only myself as a reference.
