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THE MYSTERY — ALEXIS KARPOUZOS


I came into existence, naked yet clothed
with innocence and unaware,
bathed with my mother’s blood,
old folks heard me cry and were so glad.
I came not into this unknown sphere by my own will
and I will not leave of my own will
but i will drink the wine of the mystery
and become drunk with anguish, fear and love.
So short, so precious a life,
a fragile life under threat.

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alexis karpouzos

Alexis karpouzos is a philosopher, spiritual teacher and author. After attending philosophy and social studies courses at the Athens School of Philosophy and political science courses at the Athens Law School, he continued his studies in psychoanalysis and the psychology of learning. His is the founder of the international center of learning, research and culture in Greece. The center has contacts and partnerships in 15 countries. More than 12.000 people have participated in the lessons and community's actions.

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