The cry is not yours. It is not you talking, but innumerable ancestors talking with your mouth. .
It is not you who desire, but innumerable generations of descendants longing with your heart.
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Enlighten the dark blood of your ancestors, shape their cries into speech, purify their will, widen their narrow, unmerciful brows. This is your second duty.
The Saviors of God: Spiritual Exercises – Second Step: The Race
Nikos Kazantzakis
The Red army choir sings MikisTheodorakis for Greece’s 200 years of independence.