
Originally Posted by
Vassilis
ÐÜíù áããëéêÜ, êÜôù åëëçíéêÜ ìå ðåèáßíåéò.
Óá íá ëÝìå upside down, you're turning me Ýíá ðñÜìá, Ýôóé; 

Originally Posted by
Vassilis
×ùñßò íá èÝëù íá öáíþ..."êÜðùò" öáíôÜæïìáé üôé äåí áìöåâÜëëåò üôé Ý÷ïõìå õðÜñîåé äåîéïôÝ÷íåò ÷ïìðßóôåò so that we used to know. Êáé üðùò íïìßæù üôé êÜðïôå Ý÷ù îáíáãñÜøåé êÜðïõ åäþ óå áõôü ôï öïñïýì: ÓÔÁ ÉÓÉÁ - ÓÔÁ ÉÓÉÁ - áÃÁðÁÍÅ ÔÁ ÐÁÔÇÓIÁ. Local authorities of Sporting Á. ÐáôÞóéá.
Åêåßíá ôá ÷ñüíéá, ëßãï ðéï ìåôÜ äéáâÜóôçêå ìáæéêÜ ëüãù êáé ÷ñïíïëïãéêÞò óýìðôùóçò êáé êÜôé áêüìá, íïìßæù Ýðáéîå êáé ôáéíßá ôüôå. Ðïëý ìå óôåíá÷þñçóå, ìÜëëïí áðü ôüôå ôï Ýñéîá óôç óÜôéñá.
Ïõäåìßá áìöéâïëßá Ýôñåöá, ôïõíáíôßïí! Áõôü ôï Google-translate kicks ass!

Originally Posted by
Vassilis
¸÷ù ôñáâÞîåé Ýîù ôï Ç to He êáé ôï êïéôÜù... ó÷åäüí áìåôá÷åßñéóôï, ÄÑ× 350. Ôá ëüãéá óôï ïðéóèüöõëëï äõóäéÜêñéôá èÝëù ôá ãõáëéÜ. Íá áó÷ïëçèþ Ýóôù êáé ìå 35 ÷ñüíéá êáèõóôÝñçóç Þ Ý÷åéò êÜôé Üëëï ãéá áñ÷Þ ?
ÁõôÜ åßíáé ôá ùñáßá!
Ïé äßóêïé ôùí VDGG áêïýãïíôáé ìå ôï åîþöõëëï áíÜ ÷åßñáò êáé ìå åðéìåëÞ áíÜãíùóç ôùí óôß÷ùí - Ýôóé ôïõëÜ÷éóôïí ôï Ýêáíá áðü ôá ÷ñüíéá ôçò åöçâåßáò Ýùò ôþñá. Áðïôåëïýí, äå, Ýíá ç÷çôéêü êáé óôé÷ïõñãéêü óýìðáí óôï ïðïßï ôï ôáîßäé äåí Ý÷åé áñ÷Þ êáé ôÝëïò...
Ãéá ðáñÜäåéãìá, óôïí äßóêï "H to He, Who am the Only One" õðÜñ÷åé ôï ðáñáêÜôù áñéóôïýñãçìá:
Pioneers over c
Left the earth in 1983, fingers groping for the galaxies,
reddened eyes stared up into the void,
a thousand stars to be exploited.
Somebody help me, I'm falling,
somebody help me, I'm falling down
into sky, into earth, into sky, into earth.
It is so dark around, no life, no hope, no sound,
no chance of seeing home again.
The universe is on fire, exploding without flame.
We are the lost ones; we are the pioneers; we are the lost ones
We are the ones they are going to build a statue for
ten centuries ago or were going to fifteen forward .....
One last brief whisper in our loved ones' ears
to reassure them and to pierce the fear
standing at controls then still unknown
we told the world we were about to go
Somebody help me I'm missing,
somebody help me I'm missing now
touch with my mind, I have no frame,
touch with my mind, I have no frame.
Well now where is the time and who the hell am I,
here floating in an aimless way?
No-one knows where we are,
they can't feel us precisely ..
There is no fear here.
How can such a thing exist
in a place where living and knowing
and being have never been heard of?
Doomed to vanish in the flickering light,
disappearing to a darker night,
doomed to vanish in a living death, living anti-matter, anti-breath
Somebody help me I'm losing,
somebody help me, I'm losing now
people around, there's no-one to touch,
no people around, no-one to touch.
I am now quite alone, part of a vacant time-zone,
here floating in the void,
only dimly aware of existence,
a dimly existing awareness,
I am the lost one, I am the one you fear, I am the lost one,
I am the one who crossed through space,
or stayed where I was,
or didn't exist in the first place .....
In the high country of the mind one has to become adjusted to the thinner air of uncertainty...
Robert M. Pirsig