Entries from August 2008

August 30, 2008

while you were sleeping. -by maria t.

at Nikis St., Nicosia. (photos by roam)

August 29, 2008

dedicated to everyone who hooray-ed for the football matches – by RoAm

August 28, 2008

dedicated to anyone who will NOT mention anything about any football match. -by morfeas9

We do, don’t we? Ha, right back at us!

August 28, 2008

dedicated to anyone who will mention anything about any football match. -by maria t.

midget factory’s new attack on the walls of old nicosia.
ha!

August 26, 2008

Direction -by morfeas9

You said: “I’ll go to another country, go to another shore,
find another city better than this one.
Whatever I try to do is fated to turn out wrong
and my heart lies buried as though it were something dead.
How long can I let my mind moulder in this place?
Wherever I turn, wherever I happen to look,
I see [...]

August 24, 2008

Parthenogenesis -by morfeas9

Today at a popular beach, a friend of mine had an intellectual brainstorm. He supports the idea that Homer was the first rapper ever to be.
Rapsody – RAPsody – RAP(=the rhythmic spoken delivery of rhymes, wordplay, and poetry, one of the elements of hip-hop music and culture) 
“Ἰππους δ’ εἰς Ἰθάκην οὐκ ἄξομαι, ἀλλὰ σοὶ αὐτῷ [...]

August 23, 2008

Purple -by morfeas9

“Happiness is not in the mere possession of money; it lies in the joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort.”
Franklin Roosevelt
Cypru’s Youth 2008

August 23, 2008

because the weather has been really freaky for the past few days… -by maria t.

August 23, 2008

Red -by morfeas9

“Most people live and die with their music still unplayed. They never dare to try.”

Mary Kay Ash
Cyprus’ Youth 2008  

August 22, 2008

we condemn. -by maria t.

omikron magazine: the celebratory, collectors issue (celebratory, due to 150 issues that came out)…
well, all the pages of it came off, only after the first time of flipping through it (this did not only happen to me. a non isolated event)!
the shame.

August 19, 2008

Upgrade -by morfeas9

If you want to contact any of the members from Prawnkraka Inc. do not hesitate to do so on our new email account. 
You may wish to have a post published on the website if you do not have your own blog or you feel that its content suits the Prawnkraka spirit best.
prawnkraka@hotmail.com

August 19, 2008

your ashtray. -by maria t.

August 19, 2008

Ash/tray -by morfeas9

When everything changes, when everything starts spinning on a greater than your usual speed, then remember what keeps us sitting next to each other. Laughter and much more, a chemical bond. Remember that.

August 18, 2008

The rain in Spain -by morfeas9

Today 18/Aug/08: Partly cloudy, 27°
I’m wondering which national humidity levels will my skin buds experience in the near future. How should I know?

August 15, 2008

stays mainly in the plain. -by maria t.

Did it really rain today?
i’m not quite sure if it did. or maybe it was one of my day dreaming sceneries…
a while ago though, i went outside…i sat on my chair, and it was damp.
yeah.
well, it seems that it did, after all.
weird.

August 12, 2008

Sight -by morfeas9

A stranger. Someone you have never spoken to, yet your eyes met a thousand times in 2 minutes.
A force of coincidence brought you together in the same place. Your heartbeat racing. And that’s it. Bittersweet leftovers and yet you smile before falling asleep, until it fades away.
Ever happened to you?

August 10, 2008

lordos baas. -by maria t.

If you are a cypriot who respects himself, then you must know what i’m talking about!
How many times did you sit on that white plastic surface?
….those summer nights… on your veranda, while eating your pattixa and xalloumi and while watching t.v. (that your dad brought outside especially for this summer night)!
…you know what i’m talking [...]

August 8, 2008

Breaking -by morfeas9

You do get lost after all. We are breaking down, like magical particles. See ya soon, or not.

August 7, 2008

my break.(the break from the break). -by maria t.

i will not leave this weekend.
i will stare at my ceiling just like good old times.
i will get bored. and then i’ll start staring at the posters on the wall across my bed.
then, i’ll turn the music down because it will be after midnight. and then i’ll walk barefoot, outside, in my veranda. [...]

August 4, 2008

Break -by morfeas9

Where the masses flow. Fine by me. See ya.