Vasilios Theodorakis – An Online Author

Like an apple falling and depositing its seeds;
I feel reconditioned;
My mind is ready;
My power is strong enough to diminish suggestions,
And pointing me in the right direction.
I’d like to tell the world the secret;
But what’s the use;
Isn’t it safer, that those who want to know, find out for themselves,
And enquire if they are earnest.
For independence of thought always brings about uniqueness.

Audio Version (To Be Added)
Copyright © Vasilios Theodorakis 1983
(4th poem written in 1983 – exact date of writing unknown)

Horrid;
Evil some would say.
In fact like a sponge,
Soaking up your soul and devouring your thoughts.
It appears unexpectedly;
And tries to overcome the spirit.
But goodness is fullness,
And it does not let the blackness get its way.
A gift; the spirit helps in more ways than can be imagined.
The cavity enlarges without you knowing.
The spirit combines with you to fight in the open.
The spirit can feel it move,
It watches, waits for its weakness, then attacks.
Its victory is always total, and its stand strong.
Many battles are fought; and each must be won.
In this way the victory strengthens the character
And the death of a cavity weakens the emptiness.
Thus such a power is beyond human perception.
But the additional doubt possessed by men
Hinders even the slightest understanding.

Audio Version (To Be Added)
Copyright © Vasilios Theodorakis 1983
(3rd poem written in 1983 – exact date of writing unknown)