The Sea for me is death. The loss of our beloved ones, the mourning for those who were defeated by the power of the ocean which separates us from our brothers abroad.
It reminds me of Mavromantilou who was turned into a rock and stood motionless in the waves where her lover drowned. We breath its aura everywhere and we are tied with her with a long umbilical cord.
Kostas Aggelopoulos
Diving in the Oceans of Knowledge! 