Characters hammer through daisies...

And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.


And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan’t crack;
And death shall have no dominion.


And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.

Dylan Thomas

P.S. a verse sent by best friend Maria, gave me inspiration for my monologue

Young heart...

Two days ago Vasiliki felt that she had to come to my rescue once more. She was alone at home, her husband out of town, and we were on the phone chatting about everything one can imagine and then some. The issue that dominated our talk was that of staying young. Once more I preached about breaking our limits, living an unconventional life, all these on top of the perfect cosmetics and exercise regime.

But that same day I took a step back in time, away from the fortification I have built to protect my heart. That same day I fought my ultimate fear: loving someone more than I love my self-protection; allowing my heart to think, instead of my self-centeredness; taking my heart on a journey back in time, when I loved more innocently and carelessly. I find the secret to staying young by humbly admitting that I was wrong and insensitive to the one person that has given me back my desire to rediscover a new youth and create new dreams.

P.S. This is the only way I know to say συγγνώμη.