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Collection of Messages

"Saint Yakinthos and the festivities to honor his name are held to guide us from a dark and difficult presence and to give us light of hope, a light that shall shine on love and its many meanings. It shall shine on the whispering voices of nature, the rocks of the mountain and on the different kind - Truth. Today's truth is that of man who believes it is him and his soul, which is tumbling between the abysses of numbers, barbaric sounds and TV pictures. Yakinthos is striving to deny all this and ascend towards the heavens as a true holy man and to to submit there, that he was missing what we are missing, the music of Manos Hatzidakis. Manos was one of those, who spoke to us - and will always been speaking to us - about the changes of life. With his poetry and his music he decoded many of the miracles of life.

It is wrong to believe Yakinthos had a special symbolism. He just wants that those, who love him, poets and simple humans, painters and scientists, see their own symbolism in his face, their own untouchable and constantly denied truth."

THE FORMER RECTOR OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CRETE
GIORGOS GRAMMATIKAKIS
(1998)

Letter from His Holiness, the ecumenical Patriarch Bartholomew

The idea to build a little church in the Psiloritis mountains, which gives shelter to the feelings of the young, has met with universal approval and found real spiritual friends.
The chapel is dedicated to St. Yakinthos, who on July 3rd in the year 98 under the emperor Trajanbecame a martyr for his love to Jesus Christ.
When a young man of 20 can keep his faith in God until death, he could do the same for his faith in his mother, his country, his friend by putting his deepest feelings above all, evan above his transient life. We know that love is devine and that the loving has received his love from God by His trust.
St. Yakinthos, humble and unexperienced but inspired by the fire of him being invincible, decided to die, standing up and without doubt. Because in our catalog of martyrs it is written that the greater the thurst for life is, the smaller is the fear to die.

MARO VAMVOUNAKI
(1998)

Cretan Mantinades on the streets of Anogia "That there is a place, where we can love, where we can celebrate our love and finally kill it with our own hands, seems to me like a mirror of our fate. The myth, the wild symbolic force of a Greek reality, which cannot be saved by anyone. The Today kills in its own way the worshipped Yesterday. If we at least would know, where we are going to, as a reason for twinges of remorse. Also twinges of remorse are good for our soul."

Kostas Tsoklis
(1998)

Let us remember the face leaned to the door frame, ... but we can't remember, we don't have the time to remember.

T. LIVADITIS
(1999)

Loudovikos T.A. (2007)

On this balcony with this smile in the afternoons my mother appears to me with her miraculous face.
She is sitting in the corner on the chair to weigh down the afternoon with all the weight of her sick heart, which stands still for a second of luck, to bear the surprise of the next beat:
Now she is making a strange movement: She is sitting up, she is falling back, she rows heavily in her memories and her tears are rolling like perls.

K. Dimoula

(1999)

"I am speaking the mothers, who barefoot on the ruins carry the remote voices of the Mad Mother through deserted streets."

ANAGNOSTAKIS

(1999)

Loudovikos T.A. (2005)

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