Alexis karpouzos
Alexis karpouzos Poems
My mom told me:
the heart is not a fragile glass,
it is an ocean,
and every wave remembers.
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I'm looking for the face i had before the world was made.
I was the primordial flaring forth, the gravitational waves, the whirling galaxies, and the exploding supernovas that would become stars and planets. I was the steaming planet Earth, the bacteria awash in the sea, and the early eukaryotes and multicellular animals. I exploded in the Cambrian explosion, stumbled onto land, walked with dinosaurs, saw trees and flowers appear, walked upright in Africa, and walked on the moon. I felt the embrace of gravity. I was one with all that had been and all that was to be. I experienced subjective mystical communion with the evolutionary, emergent universe. I was the universe. We know not where the journey leads, nor whether a final destination is even a meaningful concept. The attraction is the inherent thrill of participating in a grand creative endeavor for which participation is its own reward.
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The earth is not yours, not mine —
it is the breathing body of all.
The stars are not strangers,
they burn in our blood,
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I have many fathers and I have many mothers
And I have many sisters and I have many brothers
My brothers are black and my mothers are yellow
And my fathers are red and my sisters are white.
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I thought that my voyage had come to its end
at the last limit of my power,
that the path before me was closed,
that possibilities were exhausted
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When day comes we ask ourselves where can we find light in this never ending shade? The loss we carry, a ocean we must wade. We braved the belly of the beast. I have seen you in millions of places. I met you in a million forms. We met among the ruins, the ashes and the bones, we lost them all, but we found each other, I saw your lion heart, and it pulled me. I saw the creation and the destruction in your eyes. I see you here in the mud, on the rock, in the rays of the rising sun. We are Dead and alive, we saw a thousand Christs go by As they went up to Calvary but The dove it found no resting place.
You were where our solar system was formed, you whispered something to me for eternal love and then you fell from my hands and everything became fire. All the myths always showed you.
We are man and woman, plant and stone, amorphous and form, swallow and eagle, snake and gazelle, fantastic creatures of the depths. They crucified us, beat us, tied us to poles and burned us, wrapped us in gold and silver jewelry, then exalted someone in the world and then we were ridiculed. We stood together in front of the executive detachment, our bodies pressed against each other for the last time, flesh by flesh, as we became utensils for the spirit.
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When day comes we ask ourselves where can we find light in this never ending shade? The loss we carry, a ocean we must wade. We braved the belly of the beast. I have seen you in millions of places. I met you in a million forms. We met among the ruins, the ashes and the bones, we lost them all, but we found each other, I saw your lion heart, and it pulled me. I saw the creation and the destruction in your eyes. I see you here in the mud, on the rock, in the rays of the rising sun. We are Dead and alive, we saw a thousand Christs go by As they went up to Calvary but The dove it found no resting place. You were where our solar system was formed, you whispered something to me for eternal love and then you fell from my hands and everything became fire. All the myths always showed you.
We are man and woman, plant and stone, amorphous and form, swallow and eagle, snake and gazelle, fantastic creatures of the depths. They crucified us, beat us, tied us to poles and burned us, wrapped us in gold and silver jewelry, then exalted someone in the world and then we were ridiculed. We stood together in front of the executive detachment, our bodies pressed against each other for the last time, flesh by flesh, as we became utensils for the spirit. But don't forget You are my brother, my sister, my child. I took care of you from infancy and you took care of me. We were lovers and friends, we recognized each other with countless disguises, here on one side and there on the other. And in the end, there were no sides at all, only this magnificent loop, this One Circle — majestic, magnificent, royal, timeless, utterly mysterious and towering above all things. Print me in your heart, love is as strong as death '. Does not matter. You are inside me and I am inside you and we will compose again a humanity committed to all cultures, colors, characters, and conditions of man.
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The tears of a child, the pain of a mother! A heart full of memories of a dead father! Here's so much sorrow, in every eye. Nothing but hurt left here, Nothing but bullets, pain, misery and shattered dreams …. Yet for the children of world only one equation counts: their shared humanity.
We will gather together as brothers, We will gather together as brothers. and we will live in solidarity with others in this world, we are the thirsty souls of a world without divisions. If we merge mercy with might and might with right, then love becomes our legacy and change, our children's birth right. Let's step out of the shade, aflame and unafraid and don't trust any immortalist. The dove will find a resting place!
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What is yours and what is mine oh human
Neither you are immortal and neither me oh human
you fight with me and I fight with you oh human
In the darkness even your shadow won't accompany you oh human, we live, and still we afraid to live,
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Treasures come in so many ways:
The sun that lights the cloudy days,
a rose that blooms within an hour.
a baby that staring with a wandering gaze,
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Nor angel, nor man, nor brute,
Nor body, mind, nor he nor she,
Before the sun, the moon, the earth,
Before the stars or comets free,
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Yes, injured Woman! Rise, assert thy right!
Woman! Too long degraded, scorned, oppressed.
Unlock the potential you have inside,
expand your wings and fly.
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Life changes every moment,
We smile, We cry, We win, We lose,
now, Strong wind and, after, a friendly breeze,
Hard rain and little drizzles,
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I came into existence, naked yet clothed with innocence and unaware, Bathed with my mother's blood,
old folks heard me cry and were so glad.
I came not into this unknown sphere by my own will and I will not leave of my own will but i will drink the wine of the mystery and become drunk with anguish, fear and love.
So short, so precious a life,
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In the darkness of your sorrow,
In the emptiness of your grief,
when the hope of understanding has gone dim,
and the dreams fade away,
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Loneliness, Emotional pain, walks with us through the day,
and sleeps with us through the night,
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Why must I lose everything I own?
Why must I lose all I have loved
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Love, a little church that standing all alone,
waits with open doors,
but nobody goes there to pray,
the prayers will go unsaid,
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There is a land by faith I've seen
Where skies no clouded regions know;
Where they know not the sorrows of time
No shadows fall to blight the view
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Our worlds, our suns, our ages, stream,
like a dateless dream.
Each drop of blood is a starry song
and our souls are breaths of eternity.
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Alexis karpouzos Biography
Alexis karpouzos is an Greek-born philosopher and author. He was born in Athens on April 9,1967, after attending philosophy and social studies courses at the Athens School of Philosophy and political science courses at the Athens Law School, he continued his studies in psychoanalysis and the psychology of learning. Alexis karpouzos is the Founder of the International Community of Learning, Research and Culture in Greece. Alexis karpouzos Center has contacts and partnerships in 15 countries. More than 12.000 people have participated in the lessons and community's actions. Our goal is to create a spiritual experience in consciousness worldwide where people recognize that we are all part of an interconnected whole. The community's activities include residential courses and conferences. The Community also runs discussion groups, social activities, art workshops, produces events, publishes books and videos in Greece. Apart from its educational and research aspects, the center organizes, develops and takes part in a self-organized actions: ·Art Actions (visual actions, musical actions and drama group) ·Cultural Actions (cinema club, dance club) ·Socilal Actions (Social Solidarity Clinic, social school, School for migrants and refugees) .)
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My Mom Told Me - Alexis Karpouzos
My mom told me:
the heart is not a fragile glass,
it is an ocean,
and every wave remembers.
She said:
when you walk through sorrow,
do not fear the shadows—
they are only the night's way
of teaching you the stars.
My mom told me:
time is not a line,
it is a circle,
and love never leaves,
it only changes its form.
She whispered:
you are not just a child of mine,
you are a child of the universe—
born from fire,
shaped by silence,
destined for infinity.
And when I asked her,
"what is the meaning of all this? "
she smiled,
and said:
to live is to remember
that you are more than yourself,
that the cosmos speaks in your breath,
and every goodbye
is the seed of another hello.
Alexis karpouzos Comments
Alexis karpouzos Quotes
Our road not marked on maps. Fugitives of the centuries, our origin is the breathing and our destination is exhalation, A thousand suns are flowing in our blood, and the vision of infinity is always chasing us. The form cannot tame us, Our days are a fire and our nights a sea. Alexis karpouzos
Our souls are tied across universes, there is unbroken continuity, you see the love is more powerful than death, so let the winds of the heavens to dance with you and give your smile at the other's welcome. Our road not marked on maps. Alexis karpouzos
The world does not consist of subjects and objects, the "subject" and the "object" are metaphysical abstractions of the single and indivisible Wholeness. Man's finite knowledge separates the Whole into parts and studies fragmentarily the beings. The Wholeness is manifested in multiple forms and each form encapsulates the Wholeness. Alexis karpouzos
The universe is not a world of separate things and events but is a cosmos that is connected and coherent. The physical world and spiritual experience are both aspects of the same reality and man and the universe were one. Alexis karpouzos
All beings and things, visible and invisible are interrelated and inseparable, are the same and different forms of open wholeness. The possibility of survival, passing through a generous and friendly relationship with the other man, with the other beings, the planet as a whole, the stars and the whole universe. Alexis karpouzos
You are a point of consciousness within multiple fields of consciousness that interpenetrate each other: A multi-dimensional being within a multi-dimensional Universe. When you realize the unity of all these fields of consciousness you share life with, you partake in conscious communion. Alexis karpouzos
Void and existence coexist and complement each other endlessly in the Cosmos, and beyond this duality is Consciousness of unity. Alexis karpouzos
The sky touches the face of the blue earth and whispers, ''I am so yours''. The earth wonders, ''How could that be. You are boundless. You have so starries jewels, stars, suns and moons, and I, I am little, I have no own light. And Beyond that, in the modern era, in the Barbaric greed of civilization, I feel, a thousand deaths on my body, no more flowers left to bloom, no more harvest to reap, tears have become irony, fades daylight''. And the sky replies, ''I know, they came with iron chains claws sharper than the wolves, came hordes of hunters with perverted eyes of contempt. But, Even if your tears are restive your heart glistening in trampled darkness''.
There are times in our lives we feel much like α flower struggling to bloom. We go through those times of change and growth like a caterpillar in a cocoon Nobody can see the time's hidden work until the day we break through ourselves.
We have no time, we have no space, we are questions that love answers, but the veil of truth don't lift. In the edge of abyss, people really meet themselves, when they're staring at nothingness, and then they understand that we are, birds of passage.
Loneliness, Emotional pain, walks with us through the day, and sleeps with us through the night, Tears that is not visible to the naked eye, silent screams that no one can hear, feeling of relentless distress, Trapped with nowhere to turn, life is changing beyond our control, someone else is pulling the strings, causing this deep ache in the bottom of our soul. but remember, for every soul there is a soul that touches yours - Be it the slightest contact - always there is a gleam of faith in the darkening sky; always there is a glimpse of brigther skies To brave the thickening ills of life; To make this life worthwhile.
I came into existence, naked yet clothed with innocence and unaware, bathed with my mother's blood, old folks heard me cry and were so glad. I came not into this unknown sphere by my own will and I will not leave of my own will but i will drink the wine of the mystery and become drunk with anguish, fear and love. So short, so precious a life, a fragile life under threat.
Why must I lose everything I own? Why must I lose all I have loved All that I desire, all that I've known? Time is Relentless, dauntless. Like a fleeting moment, like a speck of dust In a quick heartbeat, in a fleeting breath Loss descends like darkness Like the deep calm of death. but love Declares a war on loss, on the inevitable, asserts its arrogance, love shines its sword. Such valiance is what makes one stand Without fear or dilemma, unguarded Challenging death's aggressive blows. Yet again and again, life's designs must fail. Yet there is a need so great, a longing so strong Time's lesson unheeded, all defeats ignored Love asserts its arrogance, love shines its sword. "You're not real, death, you do not exist" Life asserts proudly, as death smirks on Pride stands firm, love marches ahead Knowing unknowingly…. that all will be gone. that the Tears evaporate.
At least, above us, stars shine, tiny pieces of heaven that overflowing with generosity and absorb our tiredness. Every heart's a star within, that echoing the bliss of eternity, every star's a aflame heart that holds our hand.
When in the world grows the dark cold and the empty desolation, then going back where one starts from. Do you recall the longing of our wishes? It is time, rise up to meet the heaven, to kiss the stars, to wrap your arms around the light.
I know not what tomorrow may unfold, Or where the roads, as yet untrod, may lead; but i know There are no borders, only wind. Like you, I was born. Like you, I was raised in the arms of dreaming. Sometime, We'll read the meaning of our tears, And we'll understand.
''God, why give Wings for the angels, but feet for people? . ''You were born to dream, you were born to love''. ''Give me wine. Give me bread, Lift me higher! Lift me higher! From this sphere of earthly dross, redeem me from the clay!
Creatures of clay, vain dwellers in the dust, lonely, we roam like the cloud, the wind, the wave, Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth, nor death Can raise a soul to heaven, only love, the new creation, and all we see is a shadow of things unseen, and time that comes to flee Is but the broken echo of a rhyme In heart's great epic of Eternity. Heedless and blind to Wisdom's wasted light!
In the burrows of the Nightmare Where Justice naked is, life watches from the shadow And the stars go squawking but Life remains a blessing No winter without a spring beyond the dark horizon a brighter day For those who leave us for a while Out of a restless, care worn world Our hearts will once more sing a sun will always sing and a sky will carry our heart into stars.
Oh, dove of peace, amidst the chaos, a silent plea In your beak, an olive branch held tight a symbol of unity, in the world's plight soar above, oh bird of serene grace spread your message to every space with each feather's stroke, erase the hate and sing the anthem of unity.
In the quiet chambers, where the soul resides, There lies a sacred wisdom, where true knowledge hides. Beyond the realms of logic, beyond the mind's vast art, There blooms a deeper knowing, the knowledge of the heart. It whispers in the silence, in the spaces in between, In moments soft and tender, in visions deeply seen. It's felt in every heartbeat, in the rhythm of life's song, A truth that's pure and timeless, where hearts forever long. This knowledge needs no language, no words to understand, It's written in the actions, in the touch of a loving hand. It sees beyond the surface, to the essence deep inside, A bridge that spans the distance, where souls can safely hide. For in the heart's own knowing, there's a wisdom vast and true, A guide through all the shadows, a light in every hue. It teaches us compassion, to see with loving eyes, The beauty in each moment, where grace and wonder lie. So trust the heart's own wisdom, let its knowledge be your guide, In every step you take, in every tear you've cried. For in the heart's own keeping, there's a wisdom pure and bright, A path to deeper meaning, where day transforms to night.
When I will die, the world will keep its pace, Unfazed by my absence, in its infinite grace, The sun will rise, casting its morning glow, Life will move forward, as it always does so. When I will die, the skies will still be blue, The stars will shine brightly, in the night's hue, The seasons will turn, from spring to fall, Nature's grand cycle, embracing us all. When I will die, memories will linger on, In the hearts of those who've known me, even when I'm gone, Echoes of laughter, whispers of love, Will weave through time, like a gentle dove. When I will die, let there be peace, A quiet end, a serene release, No mourning, no sorrow, just a gentle farewell, As I journey onward, where dreams dwell. When I will die, I'll find my place, Among the stars, in boundless space, A soul set free, to roam and explore, In the infinite vastness, forevermore.
We walk the world as passing guests With time as both our gift and test. The trees don't grow to serve our will Nor rivers run so we can fill The breath we take is not our own But loaned like light the moon has known Our heartbeat is a drumbeat lent A rhythm written, not invent.
The sorrow of one child is the sorrow of the whole earth, the joy of one smile is the dawn of every sky.
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