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Blind to see the darkness
Blind to see the darkness
Blind to see the darkness
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What is eros? Eros, a Greek term meaning “Love”, physical love but also the physical and carnal desire to possess the other, but how does all this come about? In Hesiod’s mythological poem, The Theogony, in which the history and genealogy of the Greek Gods are told, we read “So it was Chaos first, and then Gaia with a large chest, a safe home for everyone forever the immortals who hold the peaks of the snowy Olympus, and foggy Tartarus in the recesses of the earth from the wide roads, and then Eros, the most beautiful of the immortal gods, that breaks the limbs, and of all gods and all men tame the heart and wise counsel in the chest. From Chaos were born Erebo and black Nyx. From Nyx came Ether and Hemere that she gave birth conceived with Heresy united in love with reos”. In the second part of Genesis God, forms the first man from dust, places him in the Garden of Eden, man gives names to animals, thus affirming his authority in the divine creation, and God creates the first woman, Eve, shaping her from the body of man. Adam and Eve, the first men on earth free to commit sin, to fall into temptation, one of the great truths of the human being. 

Vasileios (Vasilis) Vasileiadis was born on a Saturday, sometime, somewhere in Greece, but daily strives being a citizen of the world, 7 pounds and 0,87 ounces. Inflicted by the incurable syndrome of a never-ending adolescence, an unorthodox and impulsive mind that disrespected any “establishment” or “institute” capable of producing and selling certainties, realities, beliefs, fanaticism, fixated ideas etc. 
Breastfed until two-and-a-half-year-old he was nourished in an environment where the good nature of adequacy prevailed. He now weighs 242 pound and unfortunately the effects of his “syndrome” have irrevocably and tragically deteriorated. He considers himself “creatively anti-systemic”. He strongly believes that the academic systematic education has nothing to do with cultivation. Despite this beliefs, he studied Medicin at the Freie Universitaet Berlin (Germany). Along with his medical studies, he took sociological courses as well. He participated actively in the anti-psychiatric movement of that time and studied the sociological aspect of poetry. For 30 years now, with an indolent pace, with no trace of repentance and eccentric attitude he has surrendered to his passion of serving Poetry through “the minimum”- as he characterizes- the poetic structure. His first public exposure was during 1980-1981 with his poetry collection “Filthy and Dependent Nation” published by KATOS-EGNATIA. Much of his work has also been published by international literature and art journals (such as Lettre International, etc.)
LanguageEnglish
Release dateJan 31, 2022
ISBN9791220123082
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    Blind to see the darkness - Vasileios Vasileiadis

    PREFACE

    The Dissident is a person who actively challenges a doctrine, a policy or an established institution; he is not simply the one who thinks differently, but the one who explicitly expresses his dissent and manifests it in some way to his fellow citizens and the State. How is the feeling of love seen by a dissident? What is Eros?

    Eros, a Greek term meaning Love, physical love but also the physical and carnal desire to possess the other, but how does all this come about? In Hesiod’s mythological poem, The Theogony, in which the history and genealogy of the Greek gods are told, we read So it was Chaos first, and then Gaia with a large chest, a safe home for everyone forever the immortals who hold the peaks of the snowy Olympus, and foggy Tartarus in the recesses of the earth from the wide roads, and then Eros, the most beautiful of the immortal gods, that breaks the limbs, and of all gods and all men tame the heart and wise counsel in the chest. From Chaos were born Erevos and black Nyx. From Nyx came Ether and Hemere that she gave birth conceived with Heresy united in love with reos, In the second part of Genesis God, forms the first man from dust, places him in the Garden of Eden, man gives names to animals, thus affirming his authority in the divine creation, and God creates the first woman, Eve, shaping her from the body of man. Adam and Eve, the first men on earth free to commit sin, to fall into temptation, one of the great truths of the human being. Why does man fall into temptation? Because temptation is part of man, because man is the only one guilty of his own mistakes, just as Adam and Eve were guilty of their mistake, guilty of having tasted the forbidden fruit, guilty of having taken the first human freedom and free will. The temptation has always been and always will be one of the great truths of human love, it is the erotic pleasure that fights against God. And this is how eros is born, when the audacity and the ability to take one’s own freedom blows up the futility of prudence in being subjected to all that is undesirable within, this is how love as eros is born, that nourishes passion, the connotation that confirms individuality, the thrill of poetry that is born to arouse emotion, the unexpected happiness of pleasure, the carnal love that deserves to be consumed.

    Many philosophers, psychologists, poets have long wondered about love, eroticism, temptation, arriving at the awareness that nowadays everything that once constituted a taboo attracts man much more, finding Eros is equivalent to finding the Holy Grail, Keeping it alive is necessary so that the energy of love does not disappear completely, that same love which is ruthless, which allows you to love even when you are stabbed by the woman or man in your life, because only by continuing to love will you still have the beauty of erotic truth... This is love.

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    Provinces of the world

    solitary places and experienced forgers of truth

    lustfully beautiful

    of sights of life’s abscesses full

    here

    people secretly follow the career of a lifer

    others glorious and others anonymous

    dazed embalmers of the dead dream

    listening resentfully to the becoming of time.

    On weekdays,

    conspiring with survival already overnight,

    each of them a foster of a rusted Ego

    they neurotically try to get utilized

    insusceptible to the view of paralyzed values

    their purulent ranks through matins of saints they purify

    in this mud

    people conceal the corrosion deep,

    beneath their polished skin

    beloved couples,

    bridegrooms into reduced perspective

    dazzling in the gowns of thinking lovers

    loveless

    gazing at the embalmed love

    dark coprophilous fungi the emotions,

    they penetrate nefariously into alienated vulvas

    and I,

    with a dilated phallus as eye,

    watch the spermatic flood-tides in the lower abdomens.

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    Midnight

    in anticipation of mouldy tomorrow

    in Lucas’ Manhattan-Pub, Alabama Songs are playing

    to the deepest repressed emotions have surrendered the dastards

    they invest in the unreal

    fortune hunters of the minor truth

    with spasms of epileptic gnosiology

    they plan their lives

    fragrant trash

    and neuroses of pendulous dreams.

    It occurred in the provinces unexpectedly,

    that night by the lake

    all alone we were living the last truth of our dreams,

    among the apple trees

    the embraced shadows of two dissimilar individuals

    breathing love

    the lyric chemistry liquidizing the emotions to mucous membranes’ extracts

    lying in your back you rack in ecstasy

    my passion’s tongue drains out of your swollen pussy the exotic cocktail of your come

    the thirst I quench of my breathless senses

    while the wind decorates your hair with chamomile blossoms and wildflowers.

    You can hear my dick smilingly lapping on your ardent lips

    slow-moving the enjoyment of the instinct

    reveals the illiterate knowledge

    falling prone you let the piratical phallus loot the deep-bosomed honesty

    by rapid-fire attacks between your pooped-up buttocks

    with gusts of sighs, pleasure executes the individualism’s bragging lie

    unsuspicious

    the volitional communalism I suck on your erect nipples

    which mockingly stand right

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