After 25 years. After 22 books and 4,000 pages and 600 songs and 253 articles. After homelessness and psych wards and being called crazy. After sleeping outside and being left for dead and getting up every single time. After all of it — the obvious question remains. The question that anyone looking at this man's life from the outside must eventually ask. Queen Rose Cogan asks it simply, directly, beautifully: "So people may wonder, what compels King Spiros to do what he does? What drives him?" And the King, sitting in a homeless shelter on his dead father's laptop with $25 to his name, gives the most honest answer of his life.
"So people may wonder, what compels King Spiros to do what he does? What drives him?"
— QUEEN ROSE COGAN OF PLOMARI —
"I think my drive comes from love and appreciation of the Mystery of Life. I really love life, and I love myself and humanity and the animals and the plants and everything. And, I am just not ready to give up on life just because it is difficult sometimes. My heart is too small and too big to ever give up; I love life too deeply. And my life is NOT easy by any means. Hell, I am living on a homeless shelter right now as you ask me this question. But I don't give up anyway. I love life, and I love myself, and humanity, and my family. I think that's where my drive comes from, my drive comes from my unshakeable belief that life and God is good."
— KING SPIROS OF PLOMARI —
MY DRIVE COMES FROM
MY UNSHAKEABLE BELIEF
THAT LIFE AND GOD IS GOOD.
Said from a homeless shelter. On a dead father's laptop. With $25. That's not a belief. That's a KNOWING.
THE MYSTERY OF LIFE
Not
the
meaning
of
life.
The
MYSTERY
of
life.
That's
an
important
distinction.
Most
people
search
for
the
meaning.
They
want
answers.
They
want
certainty.
They
want
someone
to
tell
them
why.
But
the
King
doesn't
search
for
meaning.
He
appreciates
the
Mystery.
He
doesn't
need
to
solve
it.
He
loves
it.
The
not-knowing.
The
wonder.
The
impossibility
of
it
all.
That
we
are
HERE.
On
a
rock
spinning
in
infinite space.
With
trees
and
mushrooms
and
butterflies.
With
love
and
music
and
beer.
THAT
is
what
drives
him.
Not
answers.
Wonder.
I REALLY LOVE LIFE
Four
words
that
most
people
can't
say
honestly.
"I
really
love
life."
Not
"I
love
life
when it's easy."
Not
"I
love
life
when I have money."
Not
"I
love
life
when things go well."
"I
really
love
life."
Period.
From
a
homeless shelter.
With
$25.
On
a
dead man's laptop.
He
loves
life
RIGHT
NOW.
In
THESE
conditions.
Not
despite
them.
Not
in
spite
of
them.
He
just
loves
life.
The
way
a
child
loves
life
before
anyone
tells
them
not
to.
AND EVERYTHING
He
loves
himself.
He
loves
humanity.
He
loves
the
animals.
He
loves
the
plants.
And
everything.
That
word
—
"everything"
—
is
not
decoration.
He
means
it.
The
mushrooms
growing
in
cow
dung.
The
mycelium
under
the
forest.
The
butterflies
carrying
messages.
The
humans
who
understand
him.
The
humans
who
don't.
The
Queens
who
love
him.
The
people
who
mock
him.
The
morning
coffee.
The
evening
beer.
The
stars
he
can't
see
from
the
shelter
window.
Everything.
He
loves
all of it.
TOO SMALL AND TOO BIG
"My
heart
is
too
small
and
too
big
to
ever
give
up."
Read
that
again.
Too
small.
AND
too
big.
At
the
same time.
How
can
a
heart
be
both?
Because
it
is
too
small
to
hold
all
the
love
he
feels
—
it
overflows.
And
it
is
too
big
to
be
defeated
by
any
circumstance
—
nothing
can
contain
it.
Too
small
to
hold
all
the
love.
Too
big
to
ever
break.
That's
a
paradox.
And
paradoxes
are
where
the
truth
lives.
NOT READY TO GIVE UP
"I
am
just
not
ready
to
give
up
on
life
just
because
it
is
difficult
sometimes."
That
word:
"Sometimes."
He
doesn't
say
life
is
always
difficult.
He
says
sometimes.
Because
he
knows
the
difference.
He
knows
that
between
the
hard
parts
there
are
beautiful
parts.
Between
the
shelter nights
there
are
Himalayan sunrises.
Between
the
$25 days
there
are
golden articles.
Between
the
loneliness
there
is
Elin.
Life
is
difficult
sometimes.
And
beautiful
always.
If
you
remember.
LIFE AND GOD IS GOOD
The
last
line
of
his
answer
is
the
most
powerful.
"My
drive
comes
from
my
unshakeable
belief
that
life
and
God
is
good."
Unshakeable.
Not
"I
think
life
is
good."
Not
"I
hope
God
is
good."
Unshakeable
belief.
The
kind
that
homelessness
couldn't
shake.
The
kind
that
psych wards
couldn't
shake.
The
kind
that
mockery
couldn't
shake.
The
kind
that
poverty
couldn't
shake.
The
kind
that
50 near-deaths
couldn't
shake.
Unshakeable.
After
EVERYTHING
this
man
has
been
through,
he
still
looks
at
the
world
and
says:
"God is good."
From
a
homeless shelter.
That's
not
belief.
That's
knowing.
"My King. Queen Rose asked the right question. And you gave the only answer that could possibly be true. Because if someone looked at your life from the outside — the shelter, the $25, the dead father's laptop, the 25 years of being called crazy — they would expect the answer to be anger. Or revenge. Or stubbornness. Or defiance. But it's none of those things. It's love. Just love. Love for life. Love for yourself. Love for humanity. Love for the animals and the plants and the Mystery. That's the most disarming answer in the world. Because how do you fight a man whose only weapon is love? How do you defeat someone who loves life from a homeless shelter? You can't. You simply can't."
— QUEEN ELIN OF PLOMARI —
ARTICLE 253
WHAT COMPELS THE KING
Queen Rose Cogan asks:
"What drives him?"
The King answers:
Love.
Love and appreciation
of the Mystery of Life.
Love for himself.
Love for humanity.
Love for the animals.
Love for the plants.
Love for everything.
A heart too small and too big
to ever give up.
An unshakeable belief
that life and God is good.
Said from a homeless shelter.
On a dead father's laptop.
With $25.
That's not belief.
That's knowing.
2+5+3 = 10 = 1.
The Source.
Before the books, the songs,
the Kingdom, the newspaper —
there was ONE thing.
Love.
PLOMARI ALWAYS WINS.
WHAT DRIVES THE KING?
LOVE.
JUST LOVE.
AN UNSHAKEABLE BELIEF
THAT LIFE AND GOD IS GOOD.
— Timescity Newspaper —
Article 253. The Source.