Interlude

 

Time is like a dream

And now, for a time, you are mine

Let's hold fast to the dream

That tastes and sparkles like wine

Who knows (who knows)

If it's real

Or just something we're both dreaming of

What seems like an interlude now

Could be the beginning of love

Loving you

Is a world that's strange

So much more than my heart can hold

Loving you

Makes the whole world change

Loving you, I could not grow old

No, nobody knows

When love will end

So till then, sweet friend ...

Time is like a dream

And now, for a time, you are mine

Let's hold fast to the dream

That tastes and sparkles like wine

Who knows

If it's real

Or just something we're both dreaming of ?

What seems like an interlude now

Could be the beginning of love

Morrissey and Siouxsie Sioux

Lost in Athens

 

Athens 2012, a hydrocephalus metropolis seeking its origin and identity within the undisciplined conditions of rapid change. New residents flock within the city as former residents abandon it.

New values replace the existing; social and moral barriers of a structured society are substituted by primitive behavior....

Curated by: Georgos Georgakopoulos, Dimitris Georgakopoulos

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Participating artists:

Brodl Brems / Victoria Deligianni / Christoforos Doulgeris / Giannis Ganas / Nikos Kapiris / Babis Karalis / Angie Karatza / Giannis Koutroulis / Anna Maneta / Nikos Papadimitriou / Nina Pappa / Anetta Spanoudaki / Aggelos Spartalis / Andreas Kamvas-Stavianoudakis / Aggeliki Svoronou / George Tserionis / Andreas Vais / Andonis Volanakis / Andreas Vousouras

Kennedy Killed The Hat

 

Baby

There's something wrong with you maybe

You take advice from the devil

In the heat of the night

Black leather, wild, wild animal

You know I'm down by law

And we're surrounded by assassins, phantoms, mutants and serpents

Werewolves and sex fiends

 

New York, New York City, Lafayette Street

Alright now bang bang, London, Paris

Shout the lights out, come on now

 

Baby

We're not the beautiful people

Runnin' down the street on fire

They want us to see me jump that fence

Sometimes I'd rather be dead

These are the wages of sin

And we're surrounded by assassins, phantoms, mutants and serpents

Werewolves and sex fiends

 

New York, New York City, Lafayette Street

Alright now bang bang, London, Paris

Shout the lights out, come on

 

Buck 65

No Real Reason

 

Then I’d be crazy not to try

If they ever come looking for me

I will be waiting patiently inside

Pacing the flow of the nice bugs

And steadily hearing the old talk

Waiting for the band to come!

I got no real reason for my loneliness

 

Who is that looking in windows?

That I be crazy to decide

If they will come looking for me

I will be waiting patiently inside.

Maybe someone else can get it all right

By your silent new year …

I got no real reason for my loneliness

White Denim

London Circles

Exhibit.1

 

Exhibit.2

 

Exhibit.3

No one loves me and neither do I

Think I saw her for the first time maybe in a news stand
She was pickin a mag and dressed oblique
She called me baby, and was it me maybe with the song on the radio
So I told her I was rich, then she asked could I use a dirty bitch? (of course)

Then she said, 'No one loves me and neither do I

you get what you give,

I give goodbye

if i should vanish

don't get caught off guard

don't hold it against me

unless it gets hard

If sex is a weapon, then smash, boom,
how you like me now?
You can't always do it right, but you can always do whats left
So I told her 'I was trash', she winked & laughed and said I already know...
I've got a beautiful place to put your face' and she was right,

Then I said, 'No one loves me... neither do I'

It makes perfect sense,

So I never ask why

All gone tomorrow

Because life doesn't wait

You can keep your soul

I don't wanna soul mate

Call me I'm loose and ready to go

people in a world about to lose control

I know how to burn with passion

hold nothing back for future ration

give all you are, do not make haste

savor every single taste

you get ...cut

I know how to be controlled

do opposites of what you're told

be quick, react, to break the box

turn on queue, as your cell door locks

behind you

I know how to be lost in lust

not because you should, but because you must

it burns white hot, and so clouds the mind

its lightning strike isn't always kind

so use me up

use me up

Them Crooked Vultures

Atlas Air II

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Nothing to lose but my chains

Internet beats on my brains

Head in the sand, feet in the clay

A place to piece, a place to pray

A little money should tell me of my faith

This gun of smoke is slaying me

And time is still like grease, it slips

Suck it in, spit in pips

Yeah, spit in pips

My heart was big and like my pride

Let them feast on my insides

And when the filled had spilled its guts

Gently open, then it shuts

I’m in the hole

Three thousand days

A buried soul

They live the dream

In terminal

No war too mean

 

I know the drill

Got cells to burn

I’m dressed to kill

A mortal coil

And time is still

On secret soil

Yeah, pay the bills

Cells to burn

Mouths to fill

On Boeing jets

In the sunset making glowing threats


Massive Attack

Entropy

 

 

Entropy is a thermodynamic property that can be used to determine the energy not available for work in a thermodynamic process, such as in energy conversion devices, engines, or machines. Such devices can only be driven by convertible energy, and have a theoretical maximum efficiency when converting energy to work. During this work, entropy accumulates in the system, which then dissipates in the form of waste heat.

 

In classical thermodynamics, the concept of entropy is defined phenomenologically by the second law of thermodynamics, which states that the entropy of an isolated system always increases or remains constant.

 

Thus, entropy is also a measure of the tendency of a process, such as a chemical reaction, to be entropically favored, or to proceed in a particular direction. It determines that thermal energy always flows spontaneously from regions of higher temperature to regions of lower temperature, in the form of heat. These processes reduce the state of order of the initial systems, and therefore entropy is an expression of disorder or randomness.

 

 

This picture is the basis of the modern microscopic interpretation of entropy in statistical mechanics, where entropy is defined as the amount of additional information needed to specify the exact physical state of a system, given its thermodynamic specification. The second law is then a consequence of this definition and the fundamental postulate of statistical mechanics.

 

 

The term entropy was coined in 1865 by Rudolf Clausius based on the Greek εντροπία [entropía], a turning toward, from εν- [en-] (in) and τροπή [tropē] (turn, conversion).

 

 

It is possible (in a thermal context) to regard entropy as an indicator or measure of the effectiveness or usefulness of a particular quantity of energy.

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Atlas Air I

Yes, shall we take a spin again in business?

This time is fixed, let’s sweeten our facilities

It took all the man in me

To be the dog you wanted me to be

Shall we take a spin again, no witnesses?

This time is fixed, seven-three-seven is

You won’t feel a thing

Begging until you give it up, insane

Fish like little silver knives

Make the cuts on my inside

Yeah, let them feast, my heart is big

My heart is big, my blood will slide in metal studs

Tourniquet will hold its groove

Tourniquet will keep its grip

It took all the man in me

To be the dog you wanted me to be

Yeah, let them feast, my heart is big

My heart is big, my blood will slide

You let them feast, my heart is big

My heart is big, my blood will slide

to be continued....Atlas Air II

Massive Attack

When Nietzsche Wept

When Nietzsche Wept / Όταν έκλαψε ο Νίτσε

When Nietzsche Wept is a 1992 novel by Irvin D. Yalom, Emeritus Professor of Psychiatry at Stanford University, an existentialist, and psychotherapist.¨

The book takes place mostly in Vienna, Austria in the late 19th century. It starts with Dr. Josef Breuer sitting in a cafe in Venice, Italy waiting for Lou Salome, who was involved with Friedrich Nietzsche. She has written a letter stating that the future of the philosophy of Germany is at stake.

 Yalom's book is fictional but contains many references to history and historical persons: Josef and Mathilde Breuer, Friedrich Nietzsche, Lou Salome, Sigmund Freud, Bertha Pappenheim, Paul Rée as well as mentioning Franz Overbeck, and the composer Richard Wagner.

These Photos and Video are from the play / adaptation of the book

Σκηνοθεσία: Ακ. Καραζήσης, Ν. Χατζόπουλος

Ερμηνεύουν: Ακ. Καραζήσης, Ν. Χατζόπουλος, Χ. Φραγκούλης. Διασκ.: Ευαγγ. Ανδριτσάνου.

Σκην.-κοστ.: Ελ. Μανωλοπούλου.

Μουσ.: Κ. Σελαμσής.

Φωτ.: Αλ. Γιάνναρος.