The Samson Complex

From E71 to N96

The backspace provides me with a symmetry unlike any other when it comes to my barber. Unwittingly transformed in terms of the face weeks back and battling it with attempts to mimic the conscript I have never been, I am also given by the Russian manning the first chair right, to the left-to-right side-parting. No bottle ever let me down, but the no. 53 in atomic numbers was no honey. Veneers can attest too. Having then my finger to pronounce the murmur of a Sabatier Lion, the cut comes as a conclusion to the lack of garlic over my front door. The people across have after all sooted their door-frame twice; you knew that. There is only so many crosses to go around! Each his own. That is one. Unless the mighty dogmas, followed by equally gargantuan banquets surround you. I am not searching for the Hemingwayian "true sentence" yet the simulacrum portrayed as synecdoche rung a bell. In the lack of a topos, Ikea proliferates, in whatever shade, technically incorrect flakes provide asylum-bound leeways, new potatoes steam your nasal hair, red plastic chairs double up as cutlery. I also spilled a whole Bialleti 4 cup pot of Fazenda Rodomunho and throttled a 2-day old router by making it aware of an arcane archive of pro-active domestic activists and trailblazers.

I need a wig.
Amen.

3:14 [4-0]

ברידערשאַפֿט Or A Commentary On The Fist.
(I would like to assure you ladies and gentlemen that you understand far more Yiddish than you think. Franz Kafka, 18 February 1912)

Computer says 'No'.

They are NOT reading us in Turkey.

The Riedel Diet

Amor Matris Alma



Dance the hours mit le diary I press the enter. 'Tis time le fou buthappy mirrored. 3 words and dent. The mutterial culture of cementary and a vie of the wet not to your eyes. Ban'ol the altes wunder. Brewn flore of the night. Not annunciation: Word. Miss the phoneme of the telephone. Zuppern hulle. Arresting the traince. A legga leck, fitted. Can this be love? Bitting the stomata, nonetheless. Chrissing at onus. Ararrete of the C:/. Holding the Co. Brak and crunch, a landenlord of Daemon grater prosoper. Two zeros. Count us. Parian scars in totemic rainheads. Sea of them, see, oh their.The soar saari soil ghostcandled. Share the wear, swear. Installments interested thy remains, conjoined leftyovers of an ad infinitum wurde road. Oat in absentia the OED. A! Ich deux potten de halibutrnezika of yawrn, Vol. 1, crystal of my cores, the lobe of lore and Danke mon broth of Y -and of Veils and Baronz- and the Holy Mary YOU are, am oarfane rye pour rip, scribblers ow!, e, ripple, RIP, my return and my benign. Rhyme. Cause the only truth. Folly. Persist.

May my eggs never brake [sic]

for earlier references see here and here

Dear Architects,

Thank you!

More Obituaries

✝ Paul Overy 1940-2008

Research Material for Phota Photiadou

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VI. Όποιος δεν έχει νεκρούς πεθαίνει.

'ping pong is coming home'

now!

http://www.ticketmaster.co.uk/artist/734716

Ab-sur-dah (Costis' 25th)

the one and the other, enan t'allon, auto kath'(e)auton
happy and cheery birthday - ainte, na ziseis.

Stray to Video

Omada Ergasias engineers another issue of Stray to Video tonight at BOMBA STUDIO, 127 Makarios C' Avenue, Kaimakli at 20.30. The Cypriot movie Enas trellos...trellos nosokomos will be screened avec shieftalia canapi, seasonal fruits and alcohol.
The Stray to Video library is also available at www.omadaergasias.org, where Enas trellos...trellos nosokomos and O Tsioronis o Samurai can be found and downloaded.

K'epeita pinei kai kapnizei; pinei kai kapnizei
kai sernetai sta kafeneia olimeris,
sernei me ania tis emorfias tou to marazi.-
Opws mporeis pia doulepse mialo.

belated

giorti

For a Brother and his Brother (after Noullis)

"ws i ammos h para to heilos ths thalassis"

"Mh sperneis girw sou skotadi, gine fws;
gi'autous pou vlepoun me ta matia sou to fws
kai pairnoun apo sena tin anasa,
gi'autous pou kapote tha gineis iskios, mh-
mh thisavrizeis mavri nixta, gine fws,
kane na fainonte ta matia pou agapoun,
na feggoune sto nixtwma tou kosmou."

["Htes to thimithika pws oi lekseis ta maura mas aggeloudia
(oi ametohes ston erwta ierodoules) liknizontai
san aseveies pantote."]

Towards a cultural history of furpos

"Τι κάνει ο Θρυλος κι' η Λεωφόρος..." του Δημήτρη Θεοδωρόπουλου

Oi alloi nomizeis etsi kamnoun?

I shall, ws itheste, enter with an exit. A renown Hegelian approach to the primordialllity of the pure act / the prior movement, to corporeality, compressing the farewell of the self as one by it-self to it-self, altering the ostensible differánce the Aristotelian authority has established between the pasxein and the energein, I shall maneuver a farewell to E3w en kallitera, (nomizeis)? This regressive, decadent and morbid way of being [habitual, almost] of the local pseudo-introspection and qua-metacognition, upon which the local perception of art has been founded and sustained, envisions only the limited capacities of its potentials to simply fulfill (as thought a poly-fill) those parameters pre-chickenwired by simple external stimuli as though the organism of Cypriot art is a passive receiver, incompetent of decoding, assimilating and differentiating (from) the external pulses. The chickenwirization of itself by external determinations in a progress of paralytic, elliptic or para-pewn po-codification (as though po(o)kniazomai), forces the self-claimed brave and megalomaniac titsirokaraolos who has attempted to farewell its immediate environment and ex-perience the outer atmosphere, to pleat back to its property and deal with the domestic activities. The absolutely resolved and contractually orbital relation that has been established between the itself and its other has stabilized its extraintro-plasticity leading to the concretization of the chicken wire Giati nomizeis stin evrwpi en diaforetika? Eeee, eimaste mitsi nisi has been the esxato moment of regression. The heart of the Cypriot art, on a primary level, pumps blood to a pair of lungs that never inhales and to an intestine that never excretes.
I want to talk about a friend (not the one I promised to I will). He does not work at Vasiliko nor is he a doctor. We need not to know what his profession is as long as we are aware that he is friend of Liberty. One more exit, before the curtains go up or left and right: I am young. And inexperienced. And I shall always be, it seems. On top of that I haven’t joined the army which throws me without second thought (or shall I say without thought at all) into the “if…then…don’ts”. That, simply to excuse my friend, the friend of liberty – unfortunately it is only your son’s son that is twice your son and not your friend’s friend that is twice your friend – for denying my request to make use of some of his toys. They are mine is the name of the player who never passes the ball (pasarei), thelei na ta kamnei oulla monos tou and on top of that, he is kistimenos. Unfortunately in the Stand de Cypriot art under the reign of good will (another morbid regulation of the game) kistima is never triggered thus apoxwrisei might be difficult to achieve. In fact, that is by no means the aim. So, my friend, the friend of Liberty who wants na ta kamei oulla monos tou (needless to say with shin guards or sxigkarts) did not pass me the ball when I requested so (back in Christmas) and thus he accelerated (demarrage) towards the end of the season (in May) to expose his trophies. But, he is (not by me) excused for not passing the ball, since I am an “if…then…don’t”
Even though in Premier League the hardest month is December, in Cyprus February is of critical importance. After the winter transfers season in January, when everyone is given a second chance, in February i periodos xaritos is over and everyone is judged once more. The great hope of this Cypriot sport outside (e3w) who has been playing in Germany for the last season (and is not Aloneftis), and on whom my friend has invested, was invited by a renown star of the international circles of the sport where Maradona once used to live for an important trial. This great hope is fully certified that is by no means in the “if…then…don’t”’s club and that is why my friend of Liberty has in the past come to various agreements with (even though under bargain conditions).
Ok, so my friend of liberty, neither inhales nor excretes. Kofkei Chiekkia, though. And he buys all sorts of toys which he enjoys playing with by himself. Then he kofkei more chiekkia to bring friends over, play together, get their goody bags and go home, probably thinking that they got a better goody bag deal from the previous parties (let’s say in Basel, or Paris or in New York). And yet, like any wedding invitation it produces the disphoria of having to attend without choice, be present with your envelope and have to gossip about the menu. It has not been possible to find out what was in the goody bag, but it was most probably loukoumi rather than any of his toys, or even a replica, a souvenir. It seems then that the toys he exchanges for chiekkia remain in his toy room and are denied any opportunity of being exposed or exported and displayed in other cabins. So I found very recently, at least, from the great hope, who is a friend of mine and a friend of my friend who is a friend of liberty. That it was not only I that was denied the pass of the ball, but the great hope too, and moreover that was her ball.

Pepse ton pellon tziai lamne ta piswn tou. Irten makris o kavallos niko mou, tziai en na ton patiseis na mproumouttistis.

Enough.
Ps. En na piasw season ticket tis omonoias tou xronou.

One day we will take over language

While the dispute about the name of Skopje-Macedonia is still steaming a new naming forefront has emerged in international courts, once again by the lexi-lagnes Hellines [oh yes, of course, Greek words can be found in all languages - so does "sandwich"]. But this time round, it should be great fun!
Ne, gia po toutous

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Eshei 2 mitsious jai paizoun mes s' ena hwrafi.
Gyrizei o enas jai lalei tou allou: "Re, poso hronwn eisai?"
"Eeee, en ixerw - 5? 6?", lalei tou o allos
"5 oxa 6 re?"
"Eeee, en ixerw - 5? 6?"
"Kala re en ixereis poso hronwn eisai?"
"Oi."
"Re, pineis?"
"Oi."
"Kapnizeis?"
"Oi."
"Gameis?"
"Oi."
"En 5 pou eisai kalo"

George Der Parthogh 1923 - 2008

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