In Conservatism’s norms the years pass by.
Young men respect the aged skin of old men,
Young women sponsored by the freshness of their youth
and patience
look at the conservatives’ drooling
on plates full of meat
at the family dinner.
Children and adolescence sigh and protest
for their forbidden games.
Sanctuary bedrooms of 30’s generation
Sanctuary psalms

the many despise
but only the few fight.
Dragon mothers
born by other
dragon mothers.

Christian Orthodox neurotic women bathing in faith
mock the spirit
shouting prayers, “...and lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil. Have mercy upon us, Oh God, according to Thy Great mercy; Thy tender mercies blot out our transgression...”
“... Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin, For I acknowledge my transgression, and my sin is ever before me...”
“...Thou shalt make me to hear joy and gladness; the bones that are humbled shall rejoice. Turn away Thy face from my sins, and blot out all mine iniquities...”

Hysterical mothers keep under their possession 14 years old naughty girls. Who embrace desertion and atheism and yet they despise and condemn Andreas Empirikos. Depressed famous novel writers realistic men - believing in faith scorn at no cost Dionysian Dithyrambs. Fat middle aged men stand by for polygamy and unfaithfulness versus group sex Vanity Fair actresses buy glasses of ink to dip inside them
their crystal pens of coquetry.
No limits - No Norms

Methexis celebrates in spring
in summer Methexis rattles in autumn
in winter.

Bodies meet in secrecy
in places where Earth’s space and time exist only in the present
assemble in secrecy
For Once and for Eternity
The Body, The Desire, The Frenzy, The Ecstasy For Once and for Eternity
Foaming Apfrodite’s sea
For Once and for Eternity
Satyre’s stare
For Once and for Eternity No limits - No Norms

Hedonism parade
without dignified ladies,
without noblemen’s widows and heiress.
Without sarcasm and irony,
Without shouts of disapproval.

The warmth of empathy
compassion understanding The warmth of perversion mysticism
and young men’s omen
for a future with No limits - No norms
Conservatism is slowly dying and would be shattered in pieces one day
in the poet’s loneliness
in the warm prayer of the desperate atheist
in the conspiratorial expectations of The Cells of Fire
in the huge barricades and the ruined churches
in the executed archbishops, in the 238 murdered nude nuns, in the 2365 persecuted monks and in the 4184 dead priests in 1936 in Spain
in the blazing fire nights of Tynisia in 2011
in the roaring streets of Athens in 2008. Conservatism dies
in the meditation of the amateur philosopher in small and big nudist beaches
in the drunken’s coherence
and in the women’s moaning
torn apart by feminine men.

No limits - No Norms

Conservatism vomits its blood
and drops dead from colon cancer
when the body
white, black, blonde, brunet
when modesty vanishes inside virgins’wide open legs
when the vital nymphomaniacs’ energy is exhausted
when parents renounce their responsibility
when prudence is weakened by venereal disease
and when the carnal passion rule over common sense.

No reason
No abstinence
No self control

Pleasure ruled, rules and will rule the body,
in the past, in the present and in the future to come.