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  1. [url="http://tvxs.gr/sites/default/files/imagecache/620x320/article/2014/17/152493-screen.jpg"]http://tvxs.gr/sites/default/files/imagecache/620x320/article/2014/17/152493-screen.jpg[/url]   Μεγάλη συναυλία αλληλεγγύης θα πραγματοποιηθεί την Τρίτη, 13 Μαϊου, στην Τεχνόπολη στο Γκάζι. Αντί για εισιτήριο: Ένα κουτί αντιβίωση ή ένα παιδικό γάλα για την υποστήριξη του έργου των Γιατρών του Κόσμου.   H «Tεχνόπολις» του Δήμου Αθηναίων, οι θεραπευτικές κοινότητες του ΚΕΘΕΑ (Κέντρο Θεραπείας Εξαρτημένων Ατόμων), το Δίκτυο για τα  Δικαιώματα του Παιδιού και οι encardia  με τους φίλους καλεσμένους καλλιτέχνες σας προσκαλούν σε μια μεγάλη συναυλία την Τρίτη 13 Μαΐου στις 20.00 στηρίζοντας το έργο των Γιατρών του Κόσμου.    Στη συναυλία συμμετέχουν: Τα μουσικά σύνολα των θεραπευτικών κοινοτήτων ΚΕΘΕΑ ΠΑΡΕΜΒΑΣΗ, ΚΕΘΕΑ ΔΙΑΒΑΣΗ, ΚΕΘΕΑ ΣΤΡΟΦΗ και  ο Ηλίας  Λογοθέτης.   Περισσότερα στο ίδιο το άρθρο: [url="http://tvxs.gr/news/kala-nea/stin-krisi-apantame-me-synaylia-allileggyis"]http://tvxs.gr/news/kala-nea/stin-krisi-apantame-me-synaylia-allileggyis[/url]   και κοινοποίηση από facebook: [url="https://www.facebook.com/pages/M%C3%A9decins-du-Monde-Greece-%CE%93%CE%B9%CE%B1%CF%84%CF%81%CE%BF%CE%AF-%CF%84%CE%BF%CF%85-%CE%9A%CF%8C%CF%83%CE%BC%CE%BF%CF%85/177019799011347"]https://www.facebook.com/pages/M%C3%A9decins-du-Monde-Greece-%CE%93%CE%B9%CE%B1%CF%84%CF%81%CE%BF%CE%AF-%CF%84%CE%BF%CF%85-%CE%9A%CF%8C%CF%83%CE%BC%CE%BF%CF%85/177019799011347[/url]  
  2. ΕΘΝΙΚΟ ΚΑΙ ΚΑΠΟΔΙΣΤΡΙΑΚΟ ΠΑΝΕΠΙΣΤΗΜΙΟ ΑΘΗΝΩΝ ΙΑΤΡΙΚΗ ΣΧΟΛΗ ΕΡΓΑΣΤΗΡΙΟ ΑΚΤΙΝΟΛΟΓΙΑΣ ΜΟΝΑΔΑ ΑΝΑΚΟΥΦΙΣΤΙΚΗΣ ΑΓΩΓΗΣ «ΤΖΕΝΗ ΚΑΡΕΖΗ» ΚΟΡΙΝΘΙΑΣ 27, 11526 ΑΜΠΕΛΟΚΗΠΟΙ ΤΗΛ. 2107707669 FAX : 2107776617 Η Μονάδα Ανακουφιστικής Αγωγής «Τζένη Καρέζη» της Ιατρικής Σχολής του Εθνικού και Καποδιστριακού Πανεπιστημίου Αθηνών, οργανώνει στις 28 Απριλίου 2014 στις 20.00μμ μεγάλη καλλιτεχνική εκδήλωση τα έσοδα της οποίας θα διατεθούν για την ενίσχυση της λειτουργίας της. Η Μονάδα δέχεται ετησίως περισσότερους από 4.300 επισκέψεις ασθενών που πάσχουν από καρκίνο και άλλες χρόνιες παθήσεις. Προσφέρει ολοκληρωμένη φροντίδα στους ασθενείς (ανακούφιση του πόνου και των άλλων σωματικών συμπτωμάτων , ψυχολογική στήριξη των ασθενών και των οικογενειών τους) , βελτιώνει το επίπεδο ζωής των ασθενών και τους βοηθά να αντιμετωπίσουν με αξιοπρέπεια τις εξαιρετικά δύσκολες συνθήκες της ασθένειάς τους. Και όλα αυτά χωρίς καμία οικονομική επιβάρυνση για τους ασθενείς . Η εκδήλωση στην οποία θα λάβουν μέρος γνωστά ονόματα του καλλιτεχνικού κόσμου (Αλκαίου Λ, Δήμου Ε, Ζήνα Π, Ζιώγαλας Ν, Ηρώ, Κονιτοπούλου Ν, Μακεδόνας Κ, ONIRAMA, Πετράκης Π, Σαμπάνης Γ, Τσακνής Δ) που έχουν προσφερθεί αφιλοκερδώς θα πραγματοποιηθεί στο Στάδιο Βαρέων Αθλημάτων στα Α. Λιόσια με γενική είσοδο 10 ευρώ. Η συναυλία θα πραγματοποιηθεί στο Κλειστό Ολυμπιακό Κέντρο Πάλης στα Α. Λιόσια (Αττική Οδός-Έξοδος 5: Περιφερειακή Αιγάλεω, άνω Λιόσια) Παρακαλούμε, να συνδράμετε αυτή μας την προσπάθεια. Έτσι θα μας βοηθήσετε να συνεχίσουμε το έργο μας σε μια περίοδο αυξανόμενων αναγκών του κοινωνικού συνόλου και ιδιαίτερα των ασθενέστερων μελών του. Εισιτήρια θα πωλούνται: Μονάδα Ανακουφιστικής Αγωγής Ιατρικής Σχολής ΕΚΠΑ, Κορινθίας 27 Αμπελόκηποι, τηλ.210-7707669, Ίδρυμα Τζένη Καρέζη τηλ. 210-7486450, Θέατρο Βεάκη, Στουρνάρη 32 τηλ. 210-5223522 και στο Tickets services τηλ. 210-7234567 Μεταφορά με λεωφορεία από τον προαστιακό Λιοσίων μέχρι το χώρο της Συναυλίας από τις 18:30 και για μιάμιση ώρα μετά τη λήξη της συναυλίας (Προσφορά της Εταιρείας TSOKAS) Απόσπασμα από την εκπομπή του Ant1 "Το Πρωινό". Σχετικό link με τη Mαριάννα Τουμασάτου: Κοινοποιήστε στο facebook: https://www.facebook.com/events/1440983706139817/?ref_dashboard_filter=upcoming&source=1
  3. Φτάσε όπου δεν μπορείς! - Ν.Καζαντζάκης

  4. "Follow the embers into cities of dreams What you'll be seeing is not all what it seems Dawn of the liar Future's a pyre" -Opeth

  5. lol ναι, ξε-σκι το βλέπω όμως..και εάν σκεφτείς και ότι η ανώτερη Q που θα συναντήσω θα είναι 10... χαχαχαχα τουλάχιστον θα είναι καλύτερα από τους πιγκουίνους που έχει παρέα ο Ιάσων χαχαχαχαχαχα.Eυχαριστούμε παιδιάααααααααααα, μακάρι να μας έρθουν όλα καλά!
  6. Profiterol

    Let's sing!

    "Call me Angel and take my hand Wishing you could be my man but I can't tell if its truth or lies When you got bourbon in your eyes Tell me something that I don't know then I dare you to prove it so I'd ask you to try this on for size but you've got bourbon in your eyes you're so ummmm I find myself showing up at your front door Although I can't come in I keep coming back for more and when you call me baby it feels just like a lie and every time you smile when you look into my eyes You don't have the guts to love me like you wish you could I'm gonna find someone to make me feel the way I should Run your fingers through my hair I want you to touch me there but I will not open up my thighs when you've got bourbon in your eyes You're the one that makes me smile and I know you'd make it worth my while but she's waiting for you and I think she cries when you've got bourbon in your eyes mmmmm you're so ummm I find myself showing up at your front door Although I cant come in I keep coming back for more and when you call me baby it feels just like a lie and every time you smile when you look into my eyes You don't have the guts to love me like you wish you could I'm gonna find someone to make me feel the way I should You're so sweet talking You're so fire walking I know I shouldn't but I want some Little boy you're lost I see you looking around but I think that you know more than you let on I must leave you cause I know your kind you wake me up just to say good bye I know that's not a tear in your eye cause boys don't cry and neither do I I may be in love but I'll never say so I guess I will be on my way at least I gave it a try but you had bourbon in your eyes."
  7. σπίτι , μόλις επέστρεψα από ταξίδι ακούω: και καλή μας ημέρα
  8. ...and when the night came the forest folded its branches around me. Something passed by, and I went into a dream... .."take me away"...

  9. I arose from the lullaby Enduring yet another tale You tempt me again With your embrace, so tainted Within the night you beckon Cursing me with every glance Bring me through Carry my empty shadow And guide me inside your warped labyrinth To the well of sin I swear I will always love you Leave me speechless Release my yearning The soil I walk is clad with light Drifting moons thrust me with their rays And I fall inside I lament this heritage Cannot bid farewell The pale face...you went as far as you could And from that moment I witnessed your beauty, fealt your death Mine is yours, mine is yours In the wake of dawn The mist of morning linger before it leaves Invisible eyes, red reflection It is you Smiling in the midst of the moor
  10. I am a scratching on the windows of your soul Call out my, call out my name
  11. κρεβατάκι η τηλεόραση παίζει "Bound" για παρέα με ακουστικά ακούω ...ξανά και ξανά
  12. Profiterol

    Let's sing!

    current 93 - the dream of a shadow of smoke "So is every man. he is born in vanity and sin. he comes into the world like Morning Mushrooms, soon thrustling up their heads into the air, and conversing with Their Kindred of the same production, and as soon as they turn to dust and Forgetfulness, Some of them without any other interest in the affairs of the world, but that They Made their parents a little glad and very sorrowful..." Ashes to ashes, dust to dust "Others ride longer in the storm, maybe until seven years of vanity be expired And Then, preadventure, the sun shines hot upon their heads, and they fall into the Shades below, into the cover of death and darkness and the grave to hide them. But If the bubble stands the shock of a bigger drop, and outlives the chance of a Child Or a careless nurse, or drowning in a pail of water, or being overlaid by a Sleepy Servant, or such little accidents, then the young man dances like a bubble, Empty And gay, and shines like a dove's neck, or the image of a rainbow, which has no Substance, and whose very imagery and colours are fantastical. And so he dances Out The gaiety of his youth, and is all the while in a storm, and endures only Because He is not knocked on the head by a drop of bigger pain, or crushed by the Pressure Of a load of undigested meat, or quenched by the disorder of an ill-placed Humour Homer calls man a leaf, the smallest; Pindar calls him the dream of a shadow, another, the dream of a shadow of smoke; But St. James spake, by a more excellent spirit, saying our life is but a Vapour, That is to say, drawn from the air by a celestial influence, made of smoke and The Lighter parts of water, tossed by the wind and moved by the motion of a superior Body, without virtue in itself and lifted up on high or left below, according as It Pleases the demands of its foster fathers..." Ashes to ashes, dust to dust In my mind is the sound Of rudderless ships A time, and a time And a time And a time So much silence Deafens our ears So much emptiness Hinders our movements Lost in the earth And lost in the air Around my hollow globe Broken feathers Blocking my words And the no-one speaks Oh no-one moves Broken in snow The sun bares teeth So one: i shall build a boat Two: i shall not fly a flag Three, three, three: God's three functions So three: i shall cross myself Four: and hope to die
  13. Profiterol

    Let's sing!

    I take your hand We walk towards where the roses once grew I lie back in the grass And dream of how it once was The rubbishstrewn streets Riperising smell of gutters and rain The child abandoned Mother recalls child in pool "What is that that lies? Dead child dead." I have such nightmares And you're all in all of them It's worse than you or I can know On the edge of the clouds we crouch We smile & spit The pool of saliva coruscates at our feet It shifts Children with knives begin to rise from it They laugh and blow kisses at the moon We think it's the rain I see a bird move onto the table in my garden Its beak scoops up the seeds The green of the grass and the blue of the sky Are immense and terrifying Everything seems so close so very very close Should a storm come should a storm break And halo all around us As some savage & blind god jerking his hands out to us The birds drop allaround us I walk into the altar room All the Buddhas are smashed there Avalokitesvara's hundred faces lie shattered I have done this I walk to the makeshift redbrick alter a hundred years ago There is a small brass image there I have built this The red and black ants mill around unknown journeys I take my lighter and torch them I take my lighter and torch them I weep I weep The ants scatter or writhe I take my lighter and torch them torch them I weep I have done this I am surrounded by butterflies The child's legs lay smashed "Please pray for him" She says to me too late alas ohsotoolate I see the twinkling stars I drop a photograph I bend to pick it up my heart leaps as I see Your face stare up at me from the paper As if still alive on this earth When I return my eyes to the stars they're gathered They pucker and are blind Oh what have I become I have become that I hate I have become that I shall say no The bird is dead now alas A voice whispers to me "Nothing nothing there is nothing" I look to my right and see her face again As once when I was oh so young And again the world disappears And all fall down I all fall down We all fall down
  14. Current 93 - The Seven Seals Are Revealed At The End Of Time As The Seven Seals are Revealed at the End of Time as Seven Bows: the Bloodbow, the Pissbow, the Painbow, the Faminebow, the Deathbow, the Angerbow, the Hohohobow THEN the morning after. A time and a time and a time and a time; all shall be well or not. As the bluegreenbrown world is drenched with horsegore, and the redseas are covered with horsehair, the ThreeGod arises. As a sign of Betrayal - His? Ours? - a vast Bloodbow covers the skies. One dips into a broken bowl full of sadness, the other into seven hundred children with horses' heads in different stages of decomposition. Across the Bloodbow a hundredthousand betrayers are nailed and lost. To the sound of the mewling of eight million cats all those who have betrayed humanity twist and turn. Step forward, if you can, Satan in many scumcoloured forms. Histermarks. If you have had ears better to have slain them there on the warplain of your face. Hell is paved, despite the Balance, with tedium and loss. Hell is where the steeds then betray the horsemen, and the horsemen betray their steeds, and and and and. The Bloodbow begins to discolour: streams of urine begin to gush from the blackbending heavens and hells that have circled everything so very quickly. The Redbloodbow gives birth to a Ureabow. ThreeGod starts to weep. Then all the angels weep. Then all the demons weep. The stench of the universal uric acid fills all the worlds ever ever existing. The Bloodbow is replenished by a rain that ascends from the bodies of the damned on earth. Huge clots of gore and blood and lymph rise up, ripping through the flesh of the lost; the Bloodbow increases in size, and bubbles and seethes. Unable to take any more, just over the surface of the earth a thick plain of screaming congeals into the Painbow, which hovers and turns above the soil. Alas! A high pitched singing emerges; bones, some gleamingteethywhite, some shitdustbrown, start to clatter from the Painbow. A ricketty arch is hesitantly built by the rothorsekids from the bones and bones: the Faminebow. "We are so hungry, so very hungry" they sigh. They die, their hunger to be forever unassuaged. Their rotting bodies arise in clumps 'n' bits 'n' bobbins, forming over the Bonebow - that is to say, the bubbling Faminebow, a new, special experience. A grotty rotty mass of children's and horses' grey flesh, death in all its mumbling and dull colours, step or crawl right up for the Deathbow. ThreeGod has been so angry with us all whilst this is happening; His frown fills up one trillion universes, or more if you please or if you don't. His pursed lips fill up even more universes than His frown, as His anger grows as it descends His face. This immeasurable frown becomes the inverted Angerbow; an upsidedown 'U' that is constituted entirely of choler and spit, pick 'n' mix... stones and sticks... 'n' 666 - it makes me sick! Then He sees, in His mercy, that the Worlds have all passed away. The frown passes, and ThreeeGod starts to laugh. The farce is over, the wasted experiment over, and His jolly laugh becomes the HoHoHoBow. All the starres are dead now. And so we pass away. Whilst the Gods play We pass away (Yet the stars and the moon and the sun and the comets and the little birds and the little lights and the little animals tath sing to God God bless the little animals and the little animals that scream to God please O Lord bless the little animals that weep and weep and weep they are approaching the Greatbluegate of Death itself oh Lord hear me when I shout and shout and shout my heart is almost empty) Anyhow, once I looked at the stars, and they were all blood. Over the Southerncross she arose, redbloodyred, as I think she was, Luciferette and how she shined. Overthere in the west, where alas she had begun to set, dead children were singing. Out of my window, beyond Mao Rao and Yao what seems to be the sun over the arch of Beslam, shining. Louis Wain is there. I can see, if I stretch my eyes far and further, William Lawes dead dead dead on the plain dead dead dead. I fall to my knees and weep. And goodbye to You all. And goodbye to you all Whilst the Gods play Goodbye Goodbye to you all
  15. Profiterol

    Let's sing!

    Current 93 -A Sadness Song When we touch the world And it falls away When we feel like we're born Just to fall apart And our mother lies in state And the broken pitcher glistens And the snow is at the window Making neither sign nor symbol And the earth covers earth And the mud lies in pools Where the sand-dunes stretch unbroken And the dry wind bends and sighs And the geese are running harmless And our desires are running wild When we're looking at the smoke That's rising from the incense Neither coming here nor going Neither heaven here nor hell Neither borning here nor birthing Neither dying here nor death And we're wrapped inside our troubles And we're wrapped inside our pain And wracked with fires with longing And our eyes are blind with night With our fingers clutching coins And our thoughts burning with 'I' And our eyes cannot be sated With the world and its nightmares With the world and its dreams Though later they'll be filled With a small handful of dust And the gods appear on altars And we recognise their face It's a face that we have carved there And it's full of fear and longing And promises and threats But they neither stoop to conquer Nor do they stoop to praise And the mines are void of diamonds That we carry in our rags And all the world seems A sadness song All the world seems A sad sadness song Fourteen long years she lies oh she lies oh And love as she lies she dreams in white stone Colonnade marbled and balcony empty A broken band brokenly marks broken time Fourteen long years she dreams oh she dreams oh As dreamer she dreams on, as lover entwines Her limbs grow round his limbs, she drinks from a bottle She walks through the city she's lost and then found Fourteen long years, further back scattered She sits on some beach and reasons with him In the secret red moist heart, the most loved and most dark The flame shaft and fierce dart, the rose-leaf and moss-part Spreadeagled like starfish, most pain and most fear Like flower of sea-grass, most fragile and harmless Most fiery and bloody, most childlike and wrinkled This starfish, this spider, most wretched and great ''Do not cry for me; let me show you the path on which we neither come nor go'' She smiles at me lake-wide, wet-brown-eyed and dark-skinned Some dark moon unmoved stalks through our loss ''Do not spend this night with me; I shall make the fallen blind see'' This too another broken toy, from broken girl gift to broken boy I ask my sea-blue rushing mother: ''Shall she hear the lions roar?''
  16. Hush-a-bye Don't you cry Go to sleepy little baby Go to sleepy little baby When you wake You shall have All the pretty little horsies All the pretty little horsies Blacks and bays Dapples and greys All the pretty little horsies Way down yonder In the meadow Lies a poor little lamby Bees and butterflies Flitting round his eyes Poor little thing is crying "Mammy" Go to sleep Don't you cry Rest your head upon the clover Rest your head upon the clover In your dreams You shall ride While your mammy's watching over Blacks and bays Dapples and greys All the pretty little horsies All the pretty little horsies All the pretty little horsies All the pretty little horsies
  17. Τώρα αυτό πώς να το πάρουμε... Ότι τα ακούσματά μας είναι σαν εκείνα των πιθήκων...??
  18. Vodka, you're feeling stronger Vodka, no more feeling bad Vodka, your eyes are shining Vodka, you are the real MAN Vodka, wipes away your tears Vodka, removes your fears Vodka, everyone is gorgeous Vodka, yeah vodka chorus: Drinking is good for you, soon you are unconstrained Drinking is good for you, here comes the womanizer Drinking is good for you, not anymore lonesome Drinking is good for you, and you will feel awesome Out of respect for nature, our vodka and drinkers. Promising, that the vodka we reserve, is as pure as it was thousands of years ago
  19. ok! pms have ceased to be! :) they are no more! :D

  20. to collect stars: dc18 και/ή καλό charisma modifier :P

  21. θέλω και γω ταμείο ανεργίααας, αλλα.. σύντομα! ΧΑΑΑΑΧΑΧΑ

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