Don't bend; don't water it down

don't try to make it logical; 

don't edit your own soul according to

fashion. Rather, follow your most intense

obsessions mercilessly.

Franz Kafka

A beautiful sunrise                                                                

 

 

 

 

Springtime 

 

 

By the river                                                           

Voidomatis river

 

 

 

Time ceaselessly flowing                                                       

    

Smoke City - Underwater Love

 

The Soul should always stand ajar                                                        

 

Amvrakikos Gulf                                                         

https://youtu.be/ayBjgVJp08o?si=xqa9ZIL0iRcfcvp0

https://youtu.be/Kjs6DtjeUnU?si=EAl_v-T7ErEIWM5I

 

 

Quaint

 

 

 

Ripples of  time

 

Just breathe                                              

 

A 10 min soundtrack from the imaginary horror movie "PULANG".

On the hill where the house leans into the wind, she still sings.

They say she once loved a man with a trembling, all-consuming kind of love, the kind that feels like falling through dark water. The night she lost him, something inside her broke beyond repair. In a silence too heavy for breath, she made a choice that stitched their fates together in blood and shadow.

Now the windows glow faintly at dusk. A woman’s voice drifts down the road, soft, fractured, searching. It curls around passing strangers, slips into their dreams, presses against their ribs like a memory that isn’t theirs.

She wanders the halls replaying that final heartbeat, forever suspended between devotion and destruction. She cannot forgive herself. She cannot follow him.

So she sings.

And the house remembers.

 

 

Καφενείον                                                                 

 

I see you                                    

The Notwist - How the Story Ends

 

 

A treat for the eyes                                                                  

 

Under a pink canopy