When A Book Is Alive, Really Alive,

Reality Is A Magic Lady, Sometimes Very Mysterious. To Me She Is Very Passionate. She Is Real Not Only When She Is Awake, Walking Down The Streets, But Also At Night When She Is Dreaming Or When She Is Having Nightmares. When I Am Writing, I Am Always Paying Tribute To Her - To That Lady Called Reality.

Charity, Vertical, Humiliates. Solidarity, Horizontal, Helps.

The Human Rainbow Had Been Mutilated By Machismo, Racism, Militarism And A Lot Of Other Isms, Who Have Been Terribly Killing Our Greatness, Our Possible Greatness, Our Possible Beauty.

In This World Which Is Losing Faith In So Called Representative Democracy, There Are New Developments In Participatory Democracy. These Are Very Interesting Developments, Reflecting The Revitalization Of Community Power With A More And More Active Presence Of Minorities In Political Life, Including The Presence Of Women Who Are Of Course By No Means A Minority.

My Language Is A Feel-thinking Language, Feeling And Thinking At Once, That Is Why It Is A Celebration Of Life, And At Once It Is A Denunciation Of Everything That Is Not Allowed In Life To Be Real Life, It's Plenitude.