Quotes from Alexis karpouzos

''God, why give Wings for the angels, but feet for people? . ''You were born to dream, you were born to love''. ''Give me wine. Give me bread, Lift me higher! Lift me higher! From this sphere of earthly dross, redeem me from the clay!

All humans on earth are one. We descend from the same family of common ancestors. We are, in a quite literal sense, siblings, and like siblings we depend on each other's love and care and responsibility. We are interdependent not just in our families and communities, but in nations, and increasingly on a global scale - just as we are also interdependent with nature and the earth.

An old dream is dead but a new one is being born, as a tree that pushes through the solid ground to recede. A new strength, born of pain and suffering, is pulsating in the veins and a new empathy and understanding is being born of past suffering.

And this that we call life, it is no more than the opening and closing of a eye a crevice in the unborn through which there shone a beam of light. Perhaps we are only here to say, live in the mercy of the enkindles immensity.

At the center of all things and within all hearts exists the void of possibility one absolute consciousness connecting all that lives dividing, it remains one expanding but does not grow endlessly does it die and eternally it lives, perfect but not yet no-thing and full meaning between each sound silence at the heart of eternal light deep darkness.

Creatures of clay, vain dwellers in the dust, lonely, we roam like the cloud, the wind, the wave, and all we see is a shadow of things unseen, and time that comes to flee Is but the broken echo of a rhyme In heart's great epic of Eternity.

Every flower and insect, every bird, and all the creatures that live upon the land and swim within the rivers and seas, are part of the Tree of Life. You are connected to the whole of life. Whatever happens to the myriad forms of life in the world around you, has a direct affect on you.

Everything said goodbye to us, however, there is something that stays however, there is something that bemoans, the love that does not expect to be loved, the Love that see in death a dream, in the sunset a golden sadness, in the outrage of years a few stray stars of the sky.

Live where your fear live.

Look, for once the face of the earth, look, one life in every seed self sacrificed for us, look the sun, shines in us, look the river, flow through us, look the flowers, bloom in our bodies, every fiber and cell of the substances of our bodies vibrating from the birds songs

Love, a little church that standing all alone, waits with open doors, but nobody goes there to pray, the prayers will go unsaid, now, where to go? which way? love, be my beacon, teach me to look at an empty sky without fear.

Mountains fall and seas divide and impossible things may seem but where there's despair there is and faith and where there's sadness the consolation is near. Every breath is a chance to reborn, but to be reborn you have to die before dying.

Nothing's Better, from a world of peace, no need for weapons, they only cause decease, why would we kill one another, we're all humans, simply sisters and brothers .

Only the Dreams never die, because the dream is a birth into the unborn again, a commencing where we ended, a starting where we stopped to rest, a crossroad of eternity, a giving up of something to possess all things. The beginning of the real.

The earth, a grain of dust, suspended in a sunbeam, it underscores our responsibility to treat each other with more kindness and compassion, and to preserve and love this pale blue dot, the only home we have ever known.

The Light Stays Bright When it doesn't Avoid the Shadow.

The Multiplicity and the Unity are one and the same thing, a thing that is both many and one at the same time. The waves, and the currents underwater, make up the ocean. The ocean is the underlying basis for every wave. Neither the ocean, nor the waves, can be understood in isolation from each other.

Time is the architect of fate, fleeting omen, pure phantom in enchanting light of absence, and our life the play of love and death, only love will never die, because In love no longer 'thou' and 'I' exist, only the blossom of sacred unity.

To live a life that matters, make the house, where Gods may dwell, there, in the temple of the soul we will not die an unlived life. we will not live in fear of falling there, the dark stars waiting with their light to draw the veil from truth.

Treasures come in so many ways: The sun that lights the cloudy days, a rose that blooms within an hour. a baby that staring with a wandering gaze, a dolphin's dance on ocean waves, a sky full of snowflakes of rarest form, a beautiful white and peaceful dove.

Void and existence coexist and complement each other endlessly in the Cosmos, and beyond this duality is Consciousness of unity.

We are a short poem in a endless emptiness page, words are lighthouses that ignites and struggle to deliver light to the dark edges of the infinite, and mystic sounds struggle to give voice to the unlived beings, to bore a young soul to the gate of birth.

We are the beat of nature's heart, the earth is our heaven and the sun our breath, through our heart journey's the eternity unfolds and encircles us with her gentle hands, there is no end or return, no answer, just one spark flickers.

We can't communicate the incommuunicable, we can't explain the inconceivable, life's fullness forever lies in wait about each one of us, and the lonely emptiness of existence is permanent, but a star deep in our heart lead us the way home.