The Bloody Egg Nothing epitomises, our eternal struggle, more vividly, than an egg, with a blood stained

shell. It represents simultaneously, the primal moment of birth. And the final moment of death, that we run headlong towards, all our lives. Blood has always fascinated us. In the instant blood is seen, two messages are emitted. Here in lies the stuff of life, And when blood is spilt, it is the stuff of death.

© Pantelis Roussakis 2000

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