Marriana a warm embrace from afar. Your strength and courage inspires us, Translated by Act for freedom now! via: athens.indymedia
For my Comrade Kyriakos X. Goodbye my comrade,
“You shall turn into ashes, old aged world your path towards your crushing end is written and you cannot break us killing our brothers/sisters in battle and know this we will come out victorious even if our sacrifices are heavy”
Nazim Hikmet
So, belatedly, I would like to write a few words about my comrade and fellow traveler for the last 6 years of my life, K. Xymitiris, who departed this life in an apartment on Arcadia Street. I met comrade Kyriakos in the city of Berlin a few years ago.
Our common determination and agony for a better world quickly brought us together. With midnight conversations at the bar where he worked and walks through the city’s alleys, we exchanged views, with Kyriakos having the most solid opinions and insight on every matter I had concerns about.
Our shared vision grew roots within us, at the same time creating a strong relationship based on understanding, comradeship, and love. Together we struggled and formed our positions about everything that troubled us. I grew up with him on a journey looking for my struggle identity.
And Kyriakos always by my side, not in front or behind, beside me. Holding my hand, supporting me, with his smile and his insight. Always giving the right answers when everyone else was unsure , clearing the landscape where all the others felt lost. With a developed sense of solidarity, he always stood by anyone in need, without caring about repression, targeting from authorities, or his own well-being.
Always prominent in all struggles: against repression, gentrification, forced labour, colonialism, patriarchy, prisons. Indispensable as a comrade and as a friend, wherever he was, he filled the space with his modesty and fighting spirit.
Supporting unity in the struggle for the revolutionary cause and the confrontational, fighting and counter-attacking mentality always with respect for everybody standing beside him, giving space where all others suffocated.
This is how he lived, at least next to me, committed and persistent, optimistic and joyful. Ready for anything, taking risks, small and big, he dedicated his everyday life to the struggle, without a second thought.
Always there next to me, his friends and comrades, anyone who was in need of him about the smallest or the biggest thing. Always there to take on the most tiresome, the most risky role.
Always there to hold our hand, to accompany us, to open the way.
Always there by my side for the immigrant, the abused, the worker, the prisoner.
And always by my side to support me, to help me, to listen to me, to fight with me, to embrace me sending fear away, to encourage me driving second thoughts away, to fill the days and nights with comradeship and fighting spirit.
COMRADE KYRIAKOS No goodbye is enough. No text can describe the pain of your loss. On 31/10 I was left in half, down a road where I wanted you by my side. On 31/10 I lost the smile that only you knew how to bring. On 31/10 I lost the optimism that only you could transmit to me. But on 31/10 I also made a promise to you, to me, to us and to so many others that you would not be forgotten. On 31/10 I stayed behind to talk about you, about the struggle you gave and about those you did not have the chance to give. On 31/10 I raised my fist and with my bloodied mouth I swore to FIGHT. On 31/10 I raised my fist and amidst the ruins of Arcadia Street said KYRIAKOS XYMITIRIS PRESENTE!
“Our most beautiful days we haven’t lived them yet and what I want to tell you the most beautiful of all haven’t told you yet”
Nazim Hikmet
With boundless love
your comrade Marianna M.
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