“The leaves of the sea fennels from Anima Key have the warmest and richest aromatic flavor and are considered appetizing ingredients, laxatives and blood tonics. Hard leaves, small and sword like, that are leaving willingly their sprig, are also drenched in a thin icing of sea salt.
They have a taste of their own, crunchy, salty and sharp, with an aftertaste of iodine that none can find the words to describe it. Then, depending on the adventurous mood that carries your taste, you may fall in love.
And if in their raw form cannot arise a fulminated love, you have an opportunity and yet another. Collect as many as your pockets can fit and go make a salad!”
“I remember my favorite beloved Ido reminding me that if what you live is what it should be then what should be done, will be, and with a leap from the small cliff at the end of the trail, she landed for her first time on the beach of Anima Key.
Right before my turn to jump, there came Ankel, making his appearance. And at such an early time, the little ten years old showed his intentions. “
“I’m king Ankel and from this year and on, this beach is my kingdom! What are you both holding in your hands?”
“They are called Crithmum.”
“Crithmas? Crimaths? Or Crithama?
Isn’t strange that another young one like you just arrived at my beach and is similarly called Cri Hematites?”
“Ha-ha, you seem to be the strange one of this beach, of this year, little king!”
“Well, now he is over there sidelined with Dusanka the witch. He went straight there and now it seems he is stealing her song. Hurry there, address order to my kingdom!”
I l’ v’ u, the witch’s song
If I was a wish I had given you, lo, vewis, domjo, y.
If I was the wind, I had lift you, together we sailed to the sun.
But all I that I am is as simple as man, as simple as I once dreamt.
A message I bring, songs to be danced, I l’ v’ u.
If I was the start of a rainbow, inside your eyes I hid.
If heaven is what I will bring you, together we stared from the peak.
But all I that I am is as simple as man, of all that I can, I say one that I am.
Nor a jack nor a king, but a minstrel that sings, I ‘l ‘v u.
My strings all call for tunes, my breath cries for loops,
My heart is free of all its sorrows.
We set our sails for love, my love, my voice, my land
Wherever each dawn the winds blow.
I‘ve seen our planet in our sky, the whistle together the cause.
With faith I’m crossing the nature, and find my woman my guide.
And now that I live as simple as man, as simple as voice, nature and love
Winter will find another festival. Wind will find the strings in time. I ‘l ‘v u.
Enchanted, as the beautiful and thoughtful and serious form of Cri Hematites approached, she felt that Anima Key was some sort of an entity that soon would deliver its work from her heart, through her belly to her arms. Through her chanting, she heard and spelled the answer to her prayers. I l’v’u.
All , but especially those two young couples, the old and the new seeds, continue evolving Anima Key’s history in prosperity, love and happiness, within each man and woman.
And then the Pirates came.
Half of them approached the beach from the sea with inflatable boats, violating the first rule. Firstly, one needs to cross the sacred path.
The other half, however, had undertaken and followed the path halfway. Then at the top of the mountain path they were set up as no one, ever. They jumped into the void, into a death dive, shouting cries of war. The splashing of their bodies to the surface of the water followed their cries one by one like in echo. All besides one splash that sounded more like rotten fruit that pops. It was of the man who brought them to Anima Key, the arch pirate Besides and no sooner had he arrived than he crashed onto the meteoric rocks on the fringes of the beach.
Under the rocks they erected their first fire, a funeral one, and later they set their camp up and around. These honors, in which they took care of his body, could not fit better to anyone other than their leader.
The first reaction of the two ramparts of Anima Key was as always since then, slow and delayed, deficient and superficial. And while almost all were troubled at the sight of the risen pirate flag, only little Ankel and Antri reacted wanting explanations.
They moved almost simultaneously towards the funeral pyre, full of rage against the pirate skull. Soon their steps met so that they paused and by facing each other immediately understood their upcoming roles. Antri had to be teacher and Ankel had to be the student.
In coastal postures he would teach him sport fencing and together with the members of the small cave’s rampart, they would learn and practice the ancient theater. The illusion of battle and roles in theatrical stories, would weave the child’s education to the highest ideal standards.
“Ankel little friend, listen! It is a speech containing everything you need to know for starters about the theater. It is an article by a professor of the hinterland of Dr. John Kalaras and written at first in English using only Greek words. Our job now is to bring it in Greek again! He says that the genesis of classical drama was not symptomatic.
Aneuphoria of charismatic and talented protagonists showed fantastic scenes of historic episodes. The prologue, the theme and the epilogue, comprised the trilogy of drama while synthesis, analysis and synopsis characterized the phraseology of the text.
The syntax and phraseology used by scholars, academicians and philosophers in their rhetoric, had many grammatical idioms and idiosyncrasies.
The protagonists periodically used pseudonyms. Anonymity was a syndrome that characterized the theatrical atmosphere.
The panoramic fantasies, the mystique, the melody, the aesthetics, the use of the cosmetic epithets are characteristics of drama.
Even through the theaters were physically gigantic, there was no need for microphones because the architecture and the acoustics would echo isometrically and crystal clear. Many epistemologists of physics, aerodynamics, acoustics, electronics, electromagnetics cannot analyze – explain the ideal and isometric acoustics of Hellenic theaters even today.
There were many categories of drama: classical drama, melodrama, satiric, epic, comedy, etc. The syndrome of xenophobia or dyslexia was overcome by the pathos of the actors who practiced methodically and emphatically. Acrobatics were also euphoric. There was a plethora of anecdotal themes, with which the acrobats would electrify the ecstatic audience with scenes from mythical and historical episodes.
Some theatric episodes were characterized as scandalous and blasphemous. Pornography, bigamy, hemophilia, nymphomania, polyandry, polygamy and heterosexuality were dramatized in a pedagogical way so the mysticism about them would not cause phobia or anathema or taken as anomaly but through logic, dialogue and analysis skepticism and the pathetic or cryptic mystery behind them would be dispelled.
It is historically and chronologically proven that theater emphasized pedagogy, idealism and harmony. Paradoxically it also energized patriotism a phenomenon that symbolized ethnically character and phenomenally heroism.”