A prisoner inside one's private house...

A terrible thought crossed my mind, as soon as I woke up this Sunday morning in a nearly "boiling" environment: "Do I have freedom of operations?"

Well, my dear readers, the answer is no! I wished to have given you a different answer but this is not going to happen. The realiry proves us wrong. Let's take for example an ordinary Sunday in my city, Athens. Period: summer (July). Temperature: 39 degrees Celsius. Oxygen status: poor. Polution status: high. Humidity levels: 25%. Some people call this a suffocating experience, I call it a nightmare.

The night before I was cruising with my friends at the near casino, making plans for the next day. We decided (no matter what would be the casino outcome! you know what I mean...) that we could hang out by the beach, maybe taking a quick dive and after that a nice cocktail by the Acropolis' New Museum watching the sunset under the glorious Athenian sky...

Well, for me that would be an ideal weekend. Browsing my favourite newspaper, being with beloved people in the city centre which I love and charish. Not exaclty what I have planned for happened. Although I have slept rather late, I woke up very early and as soon as I put my head out of the balcony then I was confronted with my worst fear, the city is "boiling"!

You can feel the sun burning your skin, and wonder yourself whether you will develop skin cancer or not. There is no indication of a fresh breeze to cool things down. You have to turn on the air-conditioning to make sure that you can still make it through the rest of the day. You feel weak and lazy, the only thing that matters are cold-shakes and showers. You realise that even though you can travel anywhere you please, this is not possible due to natural weather conditions.

Well, that was the time that hit me! What if the majority of our movements are somewhat manipulated? What if everytime we say, "I will do this my own way" someone is listening to us and bursts into laughs! What if all the so-called "spontaneous" discoveries have been pre-planned and organised for scheduled announcements? What if my best friend, which I known him since I remember myself is a complete stranger to me? What if all what I have worked for, so hard, do not belong to me?

Ladies and gentlemen, I cannot really answer all these questions in a such short notice. What I can do is, leave you today with something to consider: "Is it not an egoistic thought to think that we are the owners of anything, in this world (earth) since we just have become self-conscious (human race evolutionary speaking)?"

Think about it, maybe we can start really evolving into a different course...

TGCP