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In lamest terms 'Sassenach' means: Sassenach [sas-uh-nuh kh, -nak]   Word Origin noun 1. an English inhabitant of the British Isles: used, often disparagingly, by the Gaelic inhabitants. An outlander.  Well yes, maybe I am influenced by this book series - or the tv series altogether. But in broadest terms, an outlander is someone who doesn't belong, an outsider, an alien, a weirdo - as people might call them in pop culture. The summer flowed through a great depression. It seems to be ruling over me still. Mostly cause there came a point in my life when I realized how to spot the honest ones with the not-so-honest ones. It was sad, and gruelling and it had a lot of angst and tears involved, as could there not be.  I am an Outlander . This is how the people in my life made me feel. A stranger to myself. I don't know where it all started. No, no. Stop lying to yourself. You do know where it started. You just didn't want to admit it to ...

Everything happened so soon.  Life runs in circles. It almost feels endless sometimes. There are evenings such as these that I remember you. Nostalgia slithers up on my flaky skin and makes me shudder. I have no regrets or remorse for the past. It's done. It happened. It's gone. No reason to look back now. No. Life did go on. And it's sweet still. Somtimes lonesome and tedious, but sweet. The starry sky is full of promises tonight. Full of new possibilities and renewals. The 'one' lurks somewhere there. Lingers in the shadows, perhaps. The heart is a funny thing.  It doesn't always work when you want her to. A thing you once thought you wanted, now feels strange and distant. Such an irony, timing! It's all about taking that leap of faith. Friday night. Curling up by the sofa with a good book. Classical music sways in the background. Something familiar. Tchaikovsky. Swan Lake. The waltz.  Makes you teleport. Vienna. Music halls....

This blog is slowly turning into an obituary page for thespians who have fled this vain world.  Still...I honor them, because to me, and a few other dozens (or thousands) of people, these people meant something. Something truly extraordinary, something unique, something magical and awe-aspiring.  This time is a great English legend. Not only a thespian, but a marvelous director and producer as well, Lord Richard Attenborough, has passed at 90 years of age (a good age to live to, especially with so much legacy left behind him).  Dear Lord Attenborough, I salute you. A truly great giant in the filmmaking industry, I thank you for your austerity, your humble zeal of achievement and your classical uniqueness. Thou shalt ever be remembered for eons to come.           

O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done; The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won; The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring: But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills; For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding; For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head; It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip, the victor ship, com...

Αγαπημένοι μου (πλυν ξεχασμένοι μου) συν-μπλόγκερς, Μετά το ΥΠΕΡ-όχο ταξίδι μου στη μάνα Ίνγκλαντ είχα σκοπό να γράψω ένα ΤΕΡΑΣ-τιο ποστ με όλες μου τις περιπέτεις τζιαι τις ΠΑΝΕ-μορφες στιγμές που επέρασα. Αλλά, εν το έκαμα.  Μπορεί τζιαι να το εμαντέψετε, με τα θκιο τελευταία ποστ που ανέβασα ( φουλ καταθλιψάρα μιλάμε ). Επέρασα μιαν...απογοήτευση.  Δεν θα την έλεγα ακριβώς ερωτική. Ούτε ψυχική. Ούτε σωματική. Ούτε πνευματική. Νομίζω θα την αποκαλέσω εγκεφαλική . Ναι, ναι εγκεφαλική εν πιο σωστό. Γιατί όλα αγαπητοί μου, εν μες τον νουν μας!!!  Δε μπορώ να πω ότι σε οποιουδήποτε είδους απογοήτευσης δε παίζει ρόλο και η καρδιά ( ηλίθια τζιαι τζίνη - $%@%$@^%$@^$ ), αλλά στην περίπτωση αυτή επροσπάθησα να την συγκρατήσω, να μεν της δώκω δικαιώματα τζιαι να αφοσιωθώ στην ύλη της όλης κατάστασης.  Φυσικά, για να είμαι ειλικρινής, εκπυσοκρότησε το σχέδιο μου, γιατί ακόμα τζιαι αν εγώ ήθελα να αφοσιωθώ στην ύλη, φένετε στην τελική δεν εδούλ...

Maybe In Another Universe, I Deserve You by Gaby Dunn What if, in another universe, I deserve you? Hear me out. There’s this philosopher from the 1890s named William James, and he coined this theory about “the multiverse” which suggests that a hypothetical set of multiple universes comprises everything that can possibly exist simultaneously. Are you following? The entirety of space, time, matter and energy is all happening at once in different timelines: It’s the idea of parallel universes. Right? So okay, let’s presume the multiverse is real. Well then, maybe somewhere in those infinite universes is one, or several, where I deserve you. Maybe there’s a universe out there — happening now — where we end up together and when I close my eyes at night, I’m not dreaming the way a normal person would. Instead I’m seeing flashes of our lives in the multiverse. They’re not simple dreams because I miss you, right? They’re scientific, anachronistic visions. ...

Ήρθες καλοκαίρι Μου χαμογέλασες Ήσουν ευγενικός Μικρές ανασφάλειες Αναπνοές Μνήμες Μου μίλησες Σου χαμογέλασα Ήταν όμορφα Ανθρώπινα Οικεία  Αμοιβαία Σκίρτισε κάτι Το αισθάνθηκα Παιχνίδια του μυαλού Ήρθες εκείνο το καλοκαίρι Πάθος Πόθος Λαχτάρα Πειρασμός Επιθυμία Καύλα Όρεξη Αναζήτηση  Προσμονή Ανυπομονησία Παιδιαρίσματα Ανάγκη Λαχτάρα Αμοιβαία Αχρείαστα λόγια Ανούσια λόγια Σκοτάδι Αμφιβολία Σκέψεις Άθλιες σκέψεις Έρωτας Παράνοια Ψύχωση Αχρείαστο Εκωφαντική ησυχία Ήρθες Έφυγες Ηλίθια καρδιά Νοσηρό μυαλό Λαβωμένη ψυχή Δεν πειράζει... Η ζωή συνεχίζεται. Birdy - Wings