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Help in Cyprus

Those who accepted help, wanted help, created an economy of ‘help’. Help had a lot to do with not earning, not wanting to excel, not succeeding… a system of exchange has been created for dire need, then it developed into a system which can function on its own. It has nothing to do with quality but it has a lot to do with ‘turning’, with movement, with the turning and turning of a Swastika which is not a simple symbol. The anti-intellectual system has a lot to do with replacements, with identity change, with false nearness which steals the meaning inherent within one’s own Self… Anything you could like, anything you loved in the past, the sweetest childhood memories and the future one can hope for… All these elements oneself turn into the step-stones of political management- an abusive system of information; an information system which materialises men as well as women. Happiness only for the terrorist grouping(s). The status of being a civilian is too expensive to maintain, on the North of Cyprus. At the same time, it is equally hard to understand the meanings of the simplest criminal words. I lived in it, for so long, without having a little tag on it, a label. It’s wrong to label people, as it has always been wrong to harm academic thought and sciences.



They first marry their daughters and start using them for their military missions after. The military missions are not really political missions as there can be no real politics with the heavy bombardment of ideology hiding itself behind the clothes of the women. It is their women, the girls whom they force to grow up in a particular way, who reveal the identity of the community, more. Quite similar to salsa dancing, the gaze of the crowd focuses on the lady more so than the man… It’s just a thing. It happens all the time. The women of the harmful grouping can and does appear to be European: european in a way which ignores any proper study in anything. Together with that, an ignorance of the study of European identity, its history, languages and culture… Everything melts into the air. what they can do is to seduce your old mother, to make her believe in falsities and to cause very many hurdles for their victims. If the victim remains alive, after an attack, they organise one more and then another. It is not about a single individual but against mental health, all together. They force their own mindsets onto everybody, anyone who can maintain physical integrity. The smooth functioning of the system matters so much more: that the roads for which nobody pays for anything can be blocked, at all times, for a so- called “going to work”. It is in the appearances which things happen, here in Cyprus… It’s my Cyprus. They make me here, they made me what they wanted. They continue to watch over me, to find me when I try to walk… They just “know everything”. Disturbing, materialising gossip is the one and only intelligence for which the locals get paid in the false public and private economic systems.

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