The universe does not yield to anybody’s will. Focus on ambition. Each day sing a song and do a prayer to ambition. Learn grace. Get drenched in the rain, and immersed in the universe. Action and ambition. That is it. Rituals.





You will find the expected satisfaction in your work, and you will find time to engage in the autonomous activity that you like to engage in. I am not following the exhibitionism on the news or the media, but I also do not manage to isolate myself from it. When I emerge from my autistic world and scan the headlines, bump into a piece of news about that part of the world where you might find yourself now,  send you an occasional link, it is just to say that I remember you. For my part, I know that I was more than unfair with you. I am, on most of my good days, unfair.