A Digital Archive of the Creative Works of Andreas Theodorou / Please click on each post to see the proper and intended layout
I sit and stare, in amazement, at everything that I have continued (through sacrifice) to do. I see it... bound and beaten, laughed at, poked and jibed at; this thing that I live and breathe for. It gives me purpose, and yet it strips every joy and liberty away from me. But, how am I... Continue Reading →
Nihilistic ultracrepidarians spouting nonsense, No sense of the damage they're doing Undoing centuries of pain and struggle Conflicting views and poisonous, too They actively fail to comprehend Lend their attention and send Actions and change over thoughts and prayers Who cares about this Other in fascism Who could blame cynicism in growing McCarthyism When we... Continue Reading →
I'm in that place again; The one I swore was gone before, And even if things are looking bright, That black dog gets stronger every night. I'm at the gate again. It's so hard to see the light When darkness bares it's teeth And dares to wander out from the deep. I'm on the edge... Continue Reading →
Another year has passed, and what a hellish, disgusting year it was. As we emerge into 2019, I beg that we each take the time to look after our mental and physical health. To do otherwise is to isolate and destroy ourselves.
Screaming silence adrift along a Sleeping world of sorrow and misery. It's hard to ask for help when you don't know what's wrong. Solve the mystery of my morose history and save me From this waking nightmare that serves To break me time and time again. I never thought that falling short when I'm a... Continue Reading →
I who you do say to what you think oh should we yet not, but when the fuck! well sit and have a drink But tea is... not for me thank you no what why stop please... STOP!!! continue? spawn and then you leave and pray you never return to the realm that I shall... Continue Reading →
As many of you know, many of the hegemonic western traditions surrounding Christmas stem from pagan rituals. This is just a festive piece to remind us of the influence of other cultures and how they can serve to make the future a better place when we welcome them into our lives.
As I swing Back and forth I roll my finger Over the trigger At my chin. Dreaming of the release Of giving up Lost in a time Where all I have Is what would be mine If I was only Given the chance To live To Work To do what I trained for What I... Continue Reading →
