The work "Bronze Freedom" received an honorable mention in the 17th World Literary Competition announced by the Union of Writers of Northern Greece for the celebration of the 200th anniversary of the Greek Revolution of 1821. READ MORE
"When Socrates asks Polemarchus what justice is, he answers: justice is telling the truth and rendering to everyone what he takes from him. Socrates, however, through the midwifery method, severely criticizes this view by highlighting its internal contradictions. According to this definition, he points out, justice is to be [...]READ MORE
"Thessaloniki, December 2015, Life and death, the two sides of the same coin. Countervailing forces, which jointly achieve the desired balance. Only a naive person would choose eternity over the moment, eternal repetition of self over singularity. Death and life. Same face, half touching [...]READ MORE
"Nicaea, on the thirtieth of August in the year 1559. It was a night full of shadows. The thousand and second night. Shadows from the city's smoke and tamed flames, shadows from the people who inhabited it and their abandoned lives. It is that at night the repressed wants and abandoned dreams become shadows - if [...]READ MORE
With the double-edged sword of decay turning the iris into life - my deepest wound - time robs me of color. Sometimes he puts it in the wound of illusions about that bright eternal paradise, but in the other wound, the most sensitive one, he does not hurry - he lives from this pain - until the [...]READ MORE
In the desert of time, mirage in your eyes an oasis of immortality. Are you thirsty, don't you drink? For those who struggle without a vision I speak. Inside the port of rationality, passengers on the ship of mysticism, a few half words and some scattered visions. Don't you see them sinking? For those who look without seeing I speak. Are you lost man? A [...]READ MORE
A touch on the lips, one racket for two, sun. Writing is like painting ∙ you form landscapes and fill them with emotions. It's a piece of paper and some ink, like some paint and a blank canvas. Reading requires imagination. Imagination needs soul, vitality. How a stone on the side of the road sets off a nuke [...]READ MORE
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