He spoke with his eyes closed or half-open. No one ever understood if they were open or closed. The great era of Koustenis is ahead until the end of the ages, with practical teaching of the virtues of honor and diligence of a great mind that, by the grace of God, became even greater with ample rooms, simply decorated rooms, and others grandly undecorated. Everything was good when you listened to Father Ananias. Dense, warm, readable, revealing. You learned many things. You understood a mind that you did not have, a genius and an orthodox theological stratosphere, if it could be called that. It was a reservoir that you thought knew everything, having all the knowledge of Heaven and Earth at his absolute detailed disposal. Great achievements not to be considered divinely inspired.

Monumental speeches spanning entire years that captivated the soul and audience ratings with countless emotions of millions of listeners or people who heard him up close. You felt holiness and it did you good. What he hid, God overflowed upon him. 

Father Ananias was "The Great Mind" and the most charismatic contemporary thinker of Orthodoxy on a global level. They called him crazy. They called him wise. They called him a Saint. They called him deluded and then took it back. Saint Porphyrios of Kavsokalyvia foresaw that Father Ananias would one day emerge as a new Great Basil. He had read everything and kept it unextinguished in his great mind. God would come over him and emanate even more. Self-willingly confined in Exarchia, he had found the path of study and sacrificial holiness from the ascetic sign on the right uphill that read "Sweetest Jesus Christ" in an ascent of holy foolishness, exhaustion, and self-sacrifice that only God observed in every detail on the narrow and rugged path of a new Great Basil.