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Month: December 2025

  • Elapsed

    A year elapsed, crammed with agonies, tamed obstacles, and many headaches, accompanied by some joyful moments. And as though tormented, hope, unbridled, continues to resist swallowing this bitter pill, instead, awaits the upcoming year with uncontained passion, finally to enter with a flourish of trumpets. The mind and soul yearn…

  • 90s

    What makes you feel nostalgic? Lately, the 90s have made me very nostalgic. The 90s were the best decade I have ever enjoyed. Beautiful years with great music, movies, and celebrities who were more like normal people. We enjoyed our age, teenager time, living fully, playing, and we didn’t want…

  • Drained

    You deep dye my heart in crimson red, and the world around me becomes a canvas of pain in which I walk through with my broken heart dripping blood, until drained, it will stop beating and release the grief up to the heavens. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Refinement

    What relationships have a positive impact on you? Spiritual and Occult relationships, where I can talk with someone about God and the World, different belief systems, and Astrology. Specifically, how Astrology is, in many ways, also connected to Religion. As weird as it sounds to many ears. Literary and Philosophical…

  • Lies

    Many words full of lies fill the dark, resentful heart, guiding it to the cliff of the abyss. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Goodbye Year

    It was a beautiful year, my dear 2025. You taught me a lot without comfort to work hard and be patient to receive some award. You left some happy moments scattered here and there as not to spoil too much of my heart but I cherished every part. But time…

  • Surveying Politics through History

    How have your political views changed over time? Well, I have to confess that I’ve never zealously supported any political party. Nevertheless, I’ve consistently followed, and still do, the political scene with interest and its progress. My curiosity about politics started at a young age, around 13. Now, someone may…

  • Totem

    Your Love seeped underneath my skin climbed up high mountains above God’s existence. Insane Love runs through my veins forever there’s no turning back I lost the road back to my own self. In the End I keep this Love like pearls around my neck as a Totem. ©2025, Vasiliki…

  • Sanctuary Place

    You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like? To make a long story short. Here’s how I visualize my personal sanctuary place of reading and writing.

  • Christmas Blizzard

    Natalia stood up against the snowstorm on the desert path before her. It was Christmas Eve morning; she was on her way to Natasha, her grandmother, who lived on the village’s other end. Her grandmother struggled to walk alone due to her arthritis, so Natalia picked her up yearly at…