The yellow light brotherhood
I founded this religion. We just, every once in a while, imagine yellow lights all over our bodies.
It is a cleansy of all thoughts and emotions, in as much as any thought is harmful.
I once called my father a dirty pig.
It was not because I saw him abusing my mother, that never happened, rather it was a perception he never cleaned his mind.
Therefore all his needs of dominating me, invading my privacy.
People meddling in my life was horrible.
In this point, I agree with Sartre: others are hell.
Indeed, I´m never left in peace.
Why do people like to invade my privacy? Where does this strage need come from?
I am with Mia Kalipha. She acted in porn movies, and now regrets.
I understand. This strange need of observing us is horrible.
My mother is so strange. She doesn´t notice the hell my life became.
In my adolescence my wish was to walk around unoticed. If I could order a beer, and the bar attender gave me without any personal word, that would be heaven.
Unbelievalbly nobody grasped that till now!
All I ever wanted was to be a common citizen, to disappear in the mob.
Thirty years ago I quoted a phrase from the Jewel in the Crown:
In India I became invisible.