Anna and the Devil

Forward: When I was eighteen, my sister and I visited the famous Byzantine castle in the Taygetos Mountains in Sparta (my parents hometown). Along the way, we passed through a¬†monastery¬†and met a nun who offered us a disgusting mix of water and orange powder. What I found peculiar about the nun was that she had... Continue Reading →

Why I Do Not Call Myself an Atheist

"I am certain of nothing but of the holiness of the heart's affections and the truth of the imagination---what the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth---whether it existed before or not." John Keats Let me make a few things clear: I am not a Christian and I am not religious, nor do I align... Continue Reading →

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