
I am writing from my smartphone – still waiting to own again a laptop. Managing my internet life from a smartphone is a real unpleasant ordeal though, which I try to avoid as much as possible. And formatting is almost impossible.
It is an interesting experience to have lost everything and not being able yet to replace it. Whereby my lost artwork and writings, that I created over many years, cannot be replaced of course, with all the money of the world.
This total loss makes
me wonder whether I was really of service to humanity – or perhaps the opposite: whether my work was not pleasing the common mind of the esoteric scene, or even those who would like to suffocate the light.