
Power means total denial of freedom. Imposition is the quintessential means used by those who decide to dominate. So we are talking about a world that was built on this fundamental aesthetic choice. This choice of the ruling class calls upon its servants to implement it. The rectorship of NTUA (National Technical University of Athens) is yet another cog in the machine, one of the threads in the institutional fabric of the state, whose ideological role is sterilization, increased productivity, and the creation of an “excellent” specialized worker who only raises their head when it comes to a better career choice. In short, the ideological role of the university in the neoliberal urban state is to present “governance of science” as the only way societies have to organize themselves. The means by which the university fulfills this role is the monopoly on knowledge, or rather the cultivation of the illusion that it indeed monopolizes knowledge.
In reality, the excellence of NTUA lies in master’s programs in collaboration with TERNA, research on military drones, a close collaboration with police for evictions and arrests, targeting, prosecutions, and the imposition of fines on students. The latest chronological reference point, and after failing to achieve their goal with the successive eviction operations in 2023-24, is the issuance of an ultimatum for all occupied spaces on 31/10/2024. The state and social cannibals rush to stifle any attempt to build an alternative to the prevailing social decay by evicting spaces and intensifying repression, thinking they are terrorizing us. But we do not bow our heads, because we know we are right. The early manifestations of this counter-proposal are the squats, and as long as you do not let us build our own reality, we will destroy yours. After all, the goal is not to build on the existing foundations, but on their ruins. However, destruction does not come on its own.
Fire has always been a weapon of society. So we take responsibility for the incendiary attack on the administration building of NTUA in Zografou, on Friday 08/11/2014.
HONOR FOREVER TO THE ANARCHIST FIGHTER KYRIAKOS XYMITIRIS
SOLIDARITY WITH THE INJURED COMRADE MARIANNA M. AND
TO THE PERSECUTED COMRADES D.Z. AND D.
SOLIDARITY WITH COMRADE K.K. FOR THE CASE IN MESSOLONGHIOU
Incendiaries




Via: Blessed Is The Flame
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For my comrade Kyriakos X.
Goodbye comrade,
”You will be ashes, old world.
You’re destined for the path of destruction
And you can’t bend us
By killing our brothers in arms…
And know this
We will come out victorious
And even though our sacrifices
Are heavy”
Nazim Hikmet
Belatedly, I would like to write a few words about my comrade and companion for the past 6 years of my life, K. Xymitiris, who passed away in an apartment on Arkadias Street.
Together we struggled and shaped our opinions on anything that troubled us. I grew up with him, on a journey of discovering my combative identity. And Kyriakos was always by my side, not in front or in the back, but next to me. Holding my hand, supporting me, with his smile and his perspicacity. Always giving the correct answers while we were all mincing our words, clearing the landscape while we were all feeling lost. With a well-developed sense of solidarity, he always stood on the side of anyone who needed it, regardless of repression, being targeted, and his own comfort. Always first in all the struggles: against repression, gentrification, the labour sweatshops, colonialism, patriarchy, prisons. Indispensable as a comrade and as a friend, wherever he stood he filled the space with his modesty and militancy.
By advocating for unity in the struggle for the revolutionary cause, for confrontation, militancy and counter-attack, always with respect for those next to him, he made space where others suffocated. So he lived, at least by my side, militant and persistent, hopeful and smiling. Ready for everything, taking risks big and small, he gave his daily life to the struggle without a second thought.
Always by our side
to me, to his friends and his comrades, to anyone who needed him for the smallest or the biggest matter.
Always by our sideto take on the most tedious, the most risky role.Always by our side to hold our hand, to accompany us, to open the way.
Always by the sideof the migrant, the abused, the worker, the prisoner.
And always by my sideto support me, to help me, to listen to me, to struggle together with me, to hug me by pushing away the fear, to encourage me by pushing away the second thoughts, to fill the days and nights with comradeship and combativeness.
COMRADE KYRIAKOSNone of the goodbyes are enough. None of the texts can describe the pain of your loss. On 31/10 I was left half, on a path where I wanted you by my side. On 31/10 I lost that smile that only you knew how to evoke. On 31/10 I lost the hopefulness 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 speak about you, about the struggle you gave and about those you did not manage to give. On 31/10 I raised up my fist and with my bloody mouth I vowed to STRUGGLE. On 31/10 I raised my fist and in the rubble of Arcadia Street I said KYRIAKOS XYMITIRIS, ALWAYS PRESENT!
”Our most beautiful days we haven’t seen yet.
And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you
I haven’t said yet…”
Nazim Hikmet
With unconditional love
your comrade
Marianna M.
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