"Adrift again 2000 man.. you lost your maps you lost your plans" That's how Jason Lytle and his band encouraged me to the labyrinthal exercises of consciousness two years after adulthood. A dozen years later, the true essence of the words mirror the reality of everydayness in the most contempo manner. No solid ground, all controlls jammed while "they" want us to give in. What remains for us all "2000 men" are to feel diminished, crestfallen and disillusioned. It's so easy to experience spiritual bankruptcy, in the midst of a seemingly perennial and bleak Kafkian nightmare.
Times like these art and creation find proper ground to flourish and regenerate. In times like these art precipitates communion, humanism and honest affections. In a day like today I found a way not to "give in". I was lucky to fullfil a dream of mine taking part in an artistic vision and have fun with my good friend Nileta accepting the honour to be shot for the imatioθίki project as you'll see soon.
Today I loved this world, and the world loved me too.
♫ ♪ song