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Portugal ? No way...

I have just made a quick overview of Portugal by Wikipedia. What I read was disastrous : Portuguese has killed a lot of forest animals because of excessive hunting, their population have severely declined, and they also encouraged forest fires by planting a lot of eucalyptus, an Australian tree that is very flammable. Obviously, Portuguese are not respectful with Nature. Besides, the home market has a lot of Air B&B, a company that increases the price of a flat to make it as expensive as a hotel ! They said that precarity had increased, the System encouraging expulsions.

It seems obvious that Portuguese are absolutely uncareful people. No surprise this is the country with the highest rate of divorce in the world.

I have no faith in Spain either, too lazy, too unfaithful. Maybe Catalonia... They admire my intelligence, contrary to Greeks that always told me I was mad. Instead of being a Greek hero, maybe I'm gonna be a Catalan genius ! :-D

If I'm brave, I'm gonna try Roses in Spain next week. But obviously, me mind is possessed by Greece, and I may come back to Ioannina to meet my beauty... another beast. She was small, dark-haired, affectuous. Patient. Balanced, but with a glint of fantasy. And we're gonna live freely together ! :-D

Ελευθερία η θάνατος

They are socially dead

There are many people who have confunded me with a kleenex. We used to talk each other, and suddenly POOF ! They break the communication.

Why ? I will never understand. Giving an answer is something simple, and accumulating strong bonds with more and more people strenghtens your social network and allows you to resist together against adversity ! :-D Why don't they give an answer ? A relationship is more to gain than to lose, because together, we are stronger. I don't understand them... -_-

Most of the people who snobbed me were stupid and not interesting. But some of them could have been friends of value. Damien, Juliette, Clément, Marianne as well as Tristan... We could have been good friends !

To me, they are all socially dead. They have closed the door to the unknown and decided to collapse upon what they have. They don't have the "always want more" mentality that I have with the mind, be it knowledge or social relationship.

Even in love, I don't find it normal to love only one person. It's not humane. I wish my future woman is not jealous, so that we can make parties with women and men. I've never liked the partiarcal family, where marriage forces to monolove just to know who is the father of the children. I prefer free union.

Answer and love !

Forcing the way through failure and despair

So, I need to find an apartment in Spain. It looks interesting.

I'm afraid to fail once again, to have to go to Greece, to fail there once more... But still. If I managed to get a master in solar power and if an old hyperactive friend, lacking self-confidence and accumulating failures, managed to become an engineer in marine ecology, then it's likely that the result is not the worse expected, and that I manage to find a way through the walls of failure and despair :-D .

The coronavirus has broken my heart

In the beginning of 2020 in Greece, I gave myself two aims for the year : making benefice, and finding a girlfriend.

There was a small shy brunette in this city... How she was staring at me ! She was looking at me lovely, as never any woman had looked at me. To think I came back to Catalonia mostly because it was easier for me to find sex... But I always remember her face, her black eyes deep and shining like the abyss, her balanced body, her total determination... I could have found sex there if there wasn't that stupid paranoia.

When I came back to Catalonia, I've never found any woman that could fill my heart with love. There was a Colombian woman, but she wasn't interested in me... To think that small Greek brunette was so charming that she made me forget Juliette...

I even have written a poem for that charming brunette.

And I carry on my way, looking for a job and a home in the young town of Roses in Spain... But I always remember her face, her eyes staring at me with love, and the sweet smell of that woman... The coronavirus has broken my heart.

Moving to Spain

I am tired of the French mentality : no sexual freedom, no enterprising freedom, no technological freedom....

I am trying to move to Spain to the town of Roses, that seems young and dynamic. I'm so excited !

Sex, tapas and solar power ! :-)

I have to go

France has become a dictatorship. There is no sexual freedom, no enterprising freedom, no technological freedom. And I think about death each time I they give me that poison.

I have to go.