english translation
O most Serene Conspiracy of the Cells of Fire,
Navel of the earth and centre of the universe, I kneel before thee and I ask from you to bow from the throne of your Sacred, Immaculate and Overgrown Ego to hearken your humble servant.
O guardian and unique initiate of the revolution, restless enemy of the ox-eyed petit-bourgeois plebeians (since we, the ultra-revolutionaries, have the eye of the lynx, full of grace, scherzo and nechayevian sauciness).
O indefatigable dark knight of the court of the negative, listen to your humble servant.
I request that you will not mention again my name in the delirious texts that you call political proclamations.
I wish you a long-life of revolutionary militarist illegalist amoralist anarcho-individualist nihilist terrorism and of other sonorous –isms (and cerebral seisms)
Your humble servant for now and forever and ever and ever,
POLYKARPOS GEORGIADIS,
CORFU (KERKYRA) PRISON
15-06-2010
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