I HAD A TOUR ON GRINDR

SATURDAY THE 6TH OF FEBRUARY 2016

I had a tour on Grindr with a fake profile to see who was connected and if I was able to recognize some faces. Well... The dancers were all there. I chat with Jxx (engaged, right?) who was connected till 5.40a.m. Such strong resistance, I'm wondering how he can stay awake so long. LOL. I had short chats also with other but I'm not good with names... The ginger guy, the Brazilian etc.

So apparently you are fascinated by this kind of people and, as you know, it's quite easy for me to adapt myself to this standard, so that maybe I'll be more attractive or seductive for you.

I don't have strong judgments against them, I thought you had a severe opinion against cheating on Grindr the partner and using drugs, but maybe was just part of the role you act to make me fall in love, who knows.

After all, we shouldn't forget that our first contact was via Grindr, wasn't it?
I'm not judging you Cxxxx, I'm just trying to understand what's in your mind, what you really like of the people you spend time with, what side of them does attract you, fascinate you.

I'm also trying to figure all this out, like you, to move forward, to adapt, to accept and I'm not glad if this process is a bit tough sometimes, but I hope you can understand how can be destabilizing to have such "Monsoons" picture of someone and find out suddenly (and violently) that the same person needs so badly to escape from that.

I know the message of Txxxxx it's just a stupid thing and that a little ๐Ÿ’‹means nothing, but remember always that if I have some reactions it's just because I stick on the things you tell me.

In December you have told me that you made clear to him to keep distant and professional (I didn't ask how because is none of my business). Then I didn't really see such distance, I must say. Then the situation got worse, much worse. But I realize just now that Txxxxx doesn't even remotely imagine all this mess and the fact that we are facing the consequences of your actions and also his actions. It looks like he doesn't even take in consideration the fact that you are married and it doesn't seem to me that he is keeping any kind of distance.

I don't want that you push such thing speaking with him, I don't care if he is still around you, flirting with you or whatever else. That's not the point, but I see you have serious difficulties on understanding it.

It's about what you say Cxxxxxx Jxxxxx and what you do. If you say something to me then I'm going to expect that thing and it's really difficult to clash with a total different situation.

From stupid things to the most important.

I don't watch porn - I jerk twice a day
I don't wanna say to my parents about the marriage - I can't deal with such secret
I'm totally over the gay life/scene - I research on Internet a gay club where to go as soon as I can
I promise to be faithful to you (I thee wed) - I don't tell you where I go, what I take and I end up massaging another guy in his room
I made clear to him to keep distance - I end up drunk in his room jerking
I deeply disapprove Ixxx behavior - I do the same in a shorter time

I love Jxxxx, my mother and Dxxxxxx - Jxxxx, my mother and Dxxxxxx don't know anything about me, what I do, who I am.

...and I can go on...

I'm not writing this to humiliate you nor to patronize you nor to judge or hurt you or push you down. This is not my intention.

I just write you this to let you know how difficult for me is to understand where you are in all of these contradictions or if you are precisely all these contradictions and you will be like that forever.

I don't care (I ALREADY TOLD YOU MORE THAN ONCE AND WROTE YOU) I don't care what you like, what attracts you, what you need, what you can't resist, what you whims, what you dream, what you fantasize, what you will... It doesn't change the good person that you are.

I just would like to understand and accept the man I married and right now I really struggle to understand.

And yes, of course, in all this confusion I also have my human feelings that I try to control without succeeding.

I'm human and from time to time I'm mad, furious, angry, afraid, disappointed, disillusioned, depress, disgusted, sad, rabid, empty, vindictive, jealous, selfish, hurt, betrayed, stupid and whatever other feeling connected with all this mess.


Your alarm rang and you must wake up.
I still didn't sleep.
The seagulls are screaming.
And there is a lot of sorrow in the air.
And smell of cigarettes.


I hope you got the meaning of this email that is not written to make you feel guilty, but to let you understand what I mean for "get through" "get over" and "move forward" a situation.

There are still a lot of things that you say and you said that are in strong contradiction with what you do and you did. I think you should really clarify yourself to MOVE FORWARD.

And I can't always help. I'm not your counselor, I'm not your best friend, I'm not your brother.


I'm Axxxxx Mxxxx Mxxxx ๐Ÿ’‹
I SEE . IN DOUBT . I DON'T

IF THIS HAD BEEN A LOVE STORY

SATURDAY THE 2ND OF AUGUST 2014 - CENTRAL EUROPE



IF THIS HAD BEEN A LOVE STORY, IT WOULD HAVE STARTED THE 28TH OF AUGUST 2014. BUT THIS IS NOT A LOVE STORY, SO I MAKE IT START TODAY, ON GRINDR, ONE EVENING LIKE ANY OTHER ONE...

...OR MAYBE NOT. NOT LIKE ANY OTHER EVENING.

IF IT HAD BEEN AN ORDINARY EVENING, I WOULDN'T EVEN STARTED THE CHAT, BUT I WOULD HAVE JUST WAIT YET ANOTHER TALENTED, DEVOTED SUCKER TO DROP BY ME PLACE TO GIVE ME A WELL DONE SERVICE.

I'M NOT SURE ABOUT HIM... WHAT HE COULD HAVE DONE, BUT I HAVE SEVERAL IDEAS.

IN ANY CASE, YES! THIS WAS DEFINITELY A SPECIAL EVENING, CONSIDERING MY PECULIAR BEHAVIOUR.

MAYBE IT WAS BECAUSE I WAS GOING TO THE VIRGIN MARY OF LOURDES TO ASK FOR A MIRACLE.

MAYBE BECAUSE I WAS JUST FUCKING HIGH AFTER THE STREET PARADE IN ZURICH.

OR MAYBE BECAUSE IT WAS JUST MEANT TO BE, THIS AWKWARD NON LOVE STORY, BUILT MAINLY TO HIDE TWO DISORDERED LIVES DESPERATELY TRYING TO ACHIEVE SOMETHING "GOOD"...

...WHAT THEY WERE TAUGHT TO BE RIGHT

TWO PEOPLE TRYING TO BE WHO THEY WERE NOT
STRIVING TO FEEL AS IT SHOULD BE


AND
IN ANY CASE
NO MATTER WHAT
THE TRUTH IS THAT
WE WERE BOTH THERE
LIKE EVERY GAY
SO SAD TO SAY
THAT'S HOW IT WORKS
MOSTLY TO FUCK
AND NOT MUCH ELSE
IT IS A FACT
THAT'S HOW WE MET
ON GRINDR APP.

...THAT'S ALL THERE IS TO IT!

I ACTED AND BEHOLD - DUTY WAS JOY.

SUNDAY THE 24TH OF AUGUST 2014 - CENTRAL EUROPE


I STILL REMEMBER SO VIVIDLY THE DAY IN WHICH WE MET IN THE REALITY FOR THE FIRST TIME. THAT FRESH BRIGHT LIGHT RADIATED BY THE DEPTH OF THAT EYES, A SPARKLE THAT SPOKE ME ABOUT ROOTS, FAMILY, VALUES, STRENGTH, PRINCIPLES, THE WILL TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITIES, TO GIVE, TO DO AND THE STRONG BELIEF ON SERVING THE OTHERS: DUTY AS A JOY.


" I SLEPT AND DREAMT 
THAT LIFE WAS JAY.
I AWOKE AND SAW 
THAT LIFE WAS DUTY.
I ACTED AND BEHOLD -
DUTY WAS JOY. "
RABINDRANATH TAGORE (1861-1941)                              


THESE WORDS WERE WRITTEN IN A SMALL FRAME AND I THINK THAT WASD IN THAT MOMENT THAT I THOUGHT HE COULD HAVE BEEN THE RIGHT ONE.

YES, I ADMIT, IT WAS MY FAULT, MY FAULT, MY MOST GRIEVOUS FAULT.

THE RIGHT ONE... WHO CARES IF I'M NOT IN LOVE.

SO THIS WAS THE BEGINNING OF THIS NON LOVE STORY.

COCK'S AND COWS

SATURDAY THE 23RD OF JANUARY 2016 - BETWEEN NORTH AND SOUTH EUROPE


CXXXX - I'M HAVING A DRINK.
                 I MISS YOU THOUGH.
                THE SCENE IN COPENHAGEN IS REALLY DEPRESSING.

AXXXXX - ARE YOU HAVING A GOOD TIME ?

CXXXX - EHH IT'S NOT FUN WITHOUT YOU
                 BUT IT'S GOOD TO SPEND TIME WITH COLLEAGUES.


I KNEW HE WAS LYING ? HOW I KNEW IT ? I HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA.

SOMETIMES I SEE...
                          but then
                                    ...IN DOUBT...
                                                           ...I DON'T.

OR I FAKE I DON'T.

BUT SOME OTHER TIMES IT'S SO DAMN CLEAR, THAT I FEEL AN IDIOT TO JUST TURN MY HEAD ON THE OTHER SIDE PERFORMING MY BEST STUPIDITY.

AND YOU KNOW WHAT ? IT'S NOT ABOUT BEING CHEATED, OR THE IDEA OF THE PERSON YOU ARE ENGAGED WITH IS FUCKING WITH SOMEONE ELSE, OR SUCKING ANOTHER COCK. WHO CARES. ACTUALLY I GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THAT.

OFF COURSE I FEEL PRETTY MUCH DISAPPOINTED TO NOT BEING INVOLVED IN THAT, HAVING CONSEQUENTLY TO PLAY THE ROLE OF THE PITIFUL INSTEAD OF ENJOYING SOMETHING TOGETHER WITH MY MAN.


BUT THE WORSE, THE VERY WORSE, IT'S NOT EVEN ABOUT THE OTHER PERSON, LIKE ALWAYS, BUT JUST ABOUT ME, THE GREAT IDEA OF MYSELF.

HOW THE HELL SOMEONE WHO SPENDS SO MUCH TIME BESIDE ME CAN EVEN THINK FOR A SECOND THAT I'M SO FUCKING BLIND AND RETARDED TO DON'T SEE IT ALL ?

IT'S REALLY THAT THE CONSIDERATION HE HAS OF MY SKILLS ?

OR ONCE AGAIN I'M WITH A MAN WHO DIDN'T GET INVOLVED ON THE EVOLUTIVE PROCESS OF HUMAN KIND ?

I MEAN... WHAT THE FUCK !

AND GOD KNOWS HOW MUCH I WOULD LIKE TO JUST BE RETARDED, IGNORANT, SO MUCH BUSY WITH MYSELF AND MY COCK TO BE BLIND AND LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER. WOULD BE JUST A-MA-ZING JESUS CHRIST !

BUT THEN I CALM DOWN. YES I DO. AND I LET HIM MAKE HIS CONFESSION, LIKE THE OTHER TIME. BUT THIS TIME WAS MUCH BETTER. WELL, NOTHING TO HAVE AN OSCAR NOMINATION FOR, BUT BETTER. REHEARSED, AT LEAST.

AND I LET HIM PERFORM HIS MONOLOGUE ABOUT FEELING RELIEVED AND THE AMAZING PROCESS OF OPENING UP, MOVING FORWARD, TOWARDS A BETTER FUTURE AND ALL THIS HOLLYWOOD BULLSHITS.

I EVEN ALLOW HIM TO PERFORM A SEXUAL INTERCOURSE RESEMBELING SOMTHING SO CALLED "MAKING LOVE".

NOT BAD THE GUY, QUITE CONVINCING I MUST ADMIT. I ALSO ENJOY FOR A MOMENT.

FAKE IT UNTIL YOU MAKE IT.

BUT HEY, WHAT CAN I SAY? WHEN I SEE IT ALL... I JUST DO... I JUST SEE...

CRAZY ?
VISIONARY ?
WASTED ?

YOU GUYS ARE FREE TO THINK WHATEVER YOU WANT.

SO YES, I CAN'T SLEEP. I DON'T KNOW HOW TO KILL THE TIME AND FOR SURE I'M NOT GONNA INVESTIGATE ON HIS PRIVATE THINGS. I LEARNT THE LESSON ALREADY.
SO I'M JUST THERE SCROLLING PICTURES ON INSTAGRAM.
I THINK THAT THEY ARE JUST FUCKING OUR BRAIN WITH THIS SCROLL THING
WE ARE CONSTANTLY SCROLLING, LIKE IDIOTS.

I THINK, IN MY IMMENSE ARROGANCE, THAT SINCE GOD KNOWS HOW MUCH I HATE TO SEE IT ALL, THEN HE/SHE LIKES TO DELIGHT ME WITH SOME SURPRISING PIECE OF LUCK AND.... THERE YOU GOOOOHOOOO

COCK'S AND COWS !

ISN'S ALREADY THE NAME OF THE PARTY RESOUNDING DEEP INSIDE YOUR ASS HOLE? ISN'T IT AMAZIIIIN' ? DON'T YOU WANT MORE OF IIIIIIT ?



YEAH, THE SCENE IN COPENHAGEN IS REALLY DEPRESSING THOUGH.
THAT WAS WHY HE WAS THE ONE SEARCHING FOR THE RIGHT PARTY WHERE TO GO.
BECAUSE ONCE I SAW IT ALL, THEN I WANNA SEE IT BETTER, MOTHER FUCKER.
THIS IS WHEN I SHOULD HAVE LEFT HIM.
BUT I HAD DIFFERENT PLANS THOUGH, SO IT'S NOT THAT HARD TO FORGIVE IF YOU HAVE THE GOOD REASONS TO DO IT.

IN THE NAME OF LOVE OF COURSE AND SURELY BLESSED BY GOD.

HE COULD HAVE STOPPED YOU

TUESDAY THE 12TH OF APRIL 2016 - CENTRAL EUROPE

And then the lake asked me : "Why do you go away? Why do you leave me?"
I took my time before to give an answer. I watched my city giving the best of herself for our farewell.

"I do it because I trust my life, the events and because nothing and no one stops me from doing it."
"Do you leave me for him?"
"Are you jealous of him?""Don't be stupid. I'm a lake, I can't be jealous."
"Sorry, you're right. For a moment I would have loved to know that you were jealous... it could have changed my mind..."
"You didn't answer. Are you doing all this for him?"
"No. I'm not crazy. I know I can't do it for him. I do it because I must go on."
"Is it true?"
"Half of the truth."

Then we just stayed like that for a while, one in front of the other one, in silence.

"I'm going to miss you" I said "and I know you are just a lake and you can't miss me, but I will."
"I don't know how it could feel exactly missing something, but if it's like watching an old picture in which you are with someone that you don't see since a long time and to understand a certain kind of beauty in it... well... then I'm going to miss you too."

I cried.
For all that wonderful scenario.
For each detail.
For that perfection.
So bright, so fresh, so clean.

I felt incredibly lucky for the chance I had to spend so many years in such enchanted place.

Then a black lonely dog passed in front of me.
It was time to go.
I took my backpack and I followed him.
He brought me to the city and he disappeared somewhere through the buildings.

Sometimes I hear a voice that says : HE COULD HAVE STOPPED YOU.
It's difficult to recognise who is speaking.
Some day I'm sure it's the lake, but some other day I think it could also be my voice.

In any case I try to ignore it.
Whatever he could have done, he didn't.

AND THIS IS IT.

... THEN I DARED TO ASK HIM : CAN YOU CALL ME ? ... I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR YOUR VOICE .

FRIDAY THE 11TH OF NOVEMBER 2016 - BETWEEN UNITED STATES AND CENTRAL EUROPE


TO CONCOT THE DISAPPEARANCE

SATURDAY THE 19TH OF NOVEMBER 2016 - BETWEEN UNITED STATES AND CENTRAL EUROPE

- XXXXXX CAN I ASK YOU SOMETHING ?
- SURE.
- YOU ALWAYS SAY THAT THE ONLY THING YOU REALLY WOULD LIKE TO DO IS TO DISAPPEAR...
- YES, IT'S TRUE.
- SO WHY DON'T YOU JUST DO IT ? WHY DON'T YOU REALLY DISAPPEAR ?

SUCH A GOOD QUESTION.
SUCH AN HONEST QUESTION, FOR ONCE.

IT'S DIFFICULT TO WRITE DOWN, TO EXPRESS WHAT I FELT IN THAT MOMENT. I'M NOT SURE I CAN EVEN CLARIFY TO MYSELF WHICH KIND OF EMOTIONS WERE RUNNING THROUGH MY BODY.

THE PERSON WHO TOLD ME "I LOVE YOU" EVERY DAY SINCE THEN, DESPITE MY MULTIPLE REQUEST TO STOP SAYING IT, THE PERSON WHO WROTE ME "I MISS YOU" EVERY DAY WE WERE NOT TOGETHER, WHILE I KNEW HE WAS SLEEPING WITH OTHER PEOPLE, THE ONE I WAS TRYING TO SUPPORT, WHILE DOING MY OWN PLANS...

MY HUSBAND WAS ASKING ME AND UNDER MY VERY PERSONAL POINT OF YOU, ON A DEEPER LEVEL HE WAS SUGGESTING ME OR INVITING ME TO SIMPLY AND SILENTLY TERMINATE MY LIFE.

JUST AND REALLY

MOREOVER HE IS IN FRONT OF ME, WEARING THE BEST OF HIS INNOCENT FACES, THE ONE HE REHEARSED FOR YEARS AND YEARS, THE MOST REDEFINED, RELOADED, IMPROVED AND UPDATED IN HONOUR OF THE MONSOONS GOD.

- SO WHY DON'T YOU JUSY COMMIT SUICIDE ? WAS ASKING THE LAKE IN MY HEAD

EACH TIME I SEE THAT FACE, THAT INNOCENCE, I CAN JUST TRUST IT, TRUST HIM... NO MATTER WHAT.

BUT MY REAL ASTONISHMENT WAS NOT ABOUT HIM ASKING ME SUCH THING. ONCE AGAIN, IN MY LIMITLESS EGOCENTRISM, I WAS VERY MUCH DISAPPOINTED BY THE ANSWER, BY MYSELF, BY MY WEAKNESS.

- SO? GIVE AN ANSWER NO ? C'MON, WE ARE ALL EARS ! ARE YOU ASHAMED ?
- SHUT THE FUCK UP JESUS CHRIST ! I SAID TO THE LAKE IN MY HEAD

- THE ONLY REASON WHY I DIDN'T DISAPPEAR TILL NOW IS BECAUSE I WAS AFRAID.

FUCK! I WAS AFRAID AND I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW.
WHY AFRAID THEN ?

19TH NOVEMBRE 2016 - THE DAY IN WHICH I STOP TO BE AFRAID AND I START TO CONCOT MY DISAPPEARANCE.

THE ARRIVAL OF THE MONSOONS

THURSDAY THE 8TH OF DECEMBER 2016 - NORTH EUROPE

And then the Monsoons arrived... or rather he made them arrive.
A drastic climate change.A violent revising wind willing to sweep me away, NO MATTER WHAT.

{ your family loves you, no matter what }

Despite all my efforts to bring us to a better end.
Despite my support, my understanding.
Despite those months spent there for him
close to him
and his other self
looking on in silence
trying to find the best way for US to take our separate paths.

The Monsoons came
There was no US
There was just him

NO MATTER WHAT

...and from that moment it was no longer possible a human dialogue between us.
Just instructions to follow.
And discomfort.
His discomfort, not mine.

For me there was just one thing : TO LEAVE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.

No matter where.

The Monsoons blow.
The Monsoons wash away.
They don't care about your reasons, they don't listen to you, they don't want to hear your problems.
The Monsoons don't speak.
The Monsoons blow.

The Monsoons wiped me out.
No matter where.
No matter how.

The Monsoons came
He made them come
They wrote me off
NO MATTER WHAT
Despite those months
And what I've done
Despite the lies
His double life
I had to leave
As I was wrong
He made them come
To write me off.

WHY DO YOU BLOCK ME ?

TUESDAY THE 12TH OF DECEMBER 2016 - NORTH EUROPE


THE FOURTH DAY HE CAME BACK HOME .
THE FIRST THING HE MADE WAS TO SWITCH ON GRINDR .
AS I NEVER SAW HIS PROFILE BEFORE .
THE SECOND THING HE MADE WHEN I WROTE HIM THERE WAS TO BLOCK ME .
AS I NEVER SPOKE TO HIM WITH ONE OF MY 7 FAKE PROFILE .
SEVEN, LIKE THE LIVES OF THE CAT. YES.
BECAUSE THE CAT HAS SEVEN LIVES, NOT NINE.


CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT.


AND ANYWAY I WAS THE BAD ONE, NO MATTER WHAT.
IN ANY CASE I WOULD HAVE BEEN THE MAD GUY, NO MATTER WHAT.


I WANTED TO GET TO SPEAK WITH MAGENTA.
I WANTED TO GET TO TOUCH HIM/IT.
I WOULD HAVE DONE WHATEVER IT WOULD HAVE TAKEN.
HOW STUPID, HOW THOUGHTLESS, HOW ME.


CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT.


NOT EVEN THE MONSOON MANAGED TO STOP ME.
I WANTED TO UNDERSTAND.
I WANTED TO KNOW.
TO KNOW IT ALL.
JUST FOR MY PERSONAL SATISFACTION.
JUST TO SAY TO MYSELF THAT I WAS RIGHT.
JUST TO FEED MY EGO ONE MORE TIME.
AND SAY TO THE WORLD ABOUT MY VISIONS....


....AGAIN


CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT
BUT SATISFACTION BROUGHT IT BACK !!


HOW PITIFUL I AM

YOU HAVE ANY MORE ?

WEDNESDAY THE 14TH OF DECEMBER 2016 - NORTH EUROPE


THURSDAY THE 29TH OF DECEMBER 2016

Lying is the act of both knowingly and intentionally/willfully making a false statement. Most people do so out of fear. Normal lies are defensive, and are told to avoid the consequences of truth telling. They are often white lies that spare another's feelings, reflect a pro-social attitude, and make civilized human contact possible. Pathological lying is considered a mental illness, because it takes over rational judgment and progresses into the fantasy world and back. Pathological lying can be described as a habituation of lying.

FIRSTOFJANUARYTWOTHOUSANDSEVENTEEN

First day of this new year.
Alone.
In a flat that I was calling home and now doesn't have nothing mine inside.
Few clothes and documents crammed on a shoulder bag.
Not even the bag is mine.

Sunday the first.
The first day of this brand new twothausandseventeen.
Human race. We like to think that from today everything  is gonna work out.
We need to believe in the possibility  of being better people.
Better than what, better for who?
Why not the best then?

I wish you the best.

I don't have a place so called home.
I don't have a job.
I don't have any particular passion.
I don't have any will to be a better person.
I don't have any idea what to do, where to go and, on the top of it...

       why

Why do we act the way we act?
Why do we say the things we say?
Why do we show that version of us that we show?

Instead of the truth.

In order to get, in order to have, in order to obtain

WHATERVER WE WANT
AS MUCH AS WE WANT
AS LONG AS WE WANT

So we act the way we suppose they think the best.
And we say what we suppose they need to hear.
We show what we guess they like to see.

Instead of the truth.

We compromise,  we falsify
We counterfeit and mystify
We disfigure, deface,
We manipulate, even getting to adulterate  OURSELVES

The truth
Or what we dare to think it could be
What we would secretly wish to be
What we were taught the truth must necessary be

Without even asking ourselves IF we really want what we want,
                                                                      need what we need,
                                                                      wish what we wish,

Nor WHY

The reason of our cravings
The origin of our greed, of our lust
What causes our yearning, that specific longing or urge, need, will

That induces us into temptation
That persuades us to seduce another
That convince us to become seductive
Intriguing, fascinating, bewitching

To enamour, to captivate
Till we hold him captive
 Or he held us captive





Nevertheless, every year, there we go, New Years Eve and the

----------MESSAGE TRUNKED----------

SATURDAY THE 21ST JANUARY 2017 - SOUTH EUROPE


The hardest point 
I must stay still
No one now here
Nothing to fear

I feel so free
I have the key
to change my life
or disappear

I take a breath
down on my knee
I take it all
I take some more

The hardest point
I must stay still

I give a fuck
I keep on suck




GENUFLECTED - KNEELING - DEVOTION - PRAYERS


TUESDAY THE 31ST OF JANUARY 2017 - NORTH EUROPE

How is it possible that I receive the help or the understanding that I should have received by those who say to love me, by professional figures instead? How comes that W. is treating me better than my own mother and H. has been worried for my situation not just with her words, but with her actions that gave me the courage and the strength to take the decisions I took.

How does people don't see the needs of someone else?
Do you really not see what your friend wishes? What you partner wants? What your brother needs?


ARE YOU ALL REALLY SO BLIND ?


Or isn't just easier to don't see, to don't feel, to turn the head around and walk straight to get what you want, to satisfy your own lust, to give a fuck of anything else but you? Isn't just easier?

Isn't it?

JUST DO IT . WHY DON'T YOU DO IT . DO IT . JUST DO IT .

FRIDAY THE 3RD OF FEBRUARY 2017
TODAY IS ONE MONTH THAT I LEFT RGNTSS.
IT'S HARD TO UNDERSTAND WHAT I MISS THE MOST.
THE DECORATIONS ON THE CEILING?
THE TEMPLE ABOVE THE FIREPLACE?
THE STAINED-GLASS WINDOWS?
THE COMPANY OF SOMEONE?

IT'S EVEN HARDER TO MAKE SURE THAT ALL I MISS IT'S NOT JUST A REFLEX OF WHAT I WAS ALREADY MISSING SINCE A LONG TIME, LONGER THAN I'VE EVER THOUGHT.

SOMETIMES I BIKE THROUGH D.H. AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW IN WHICH CITY I REALLY AM.
SOMETIMES IS LUZERN, BUT ALL OF A SUDDEN CAN BE VIENNA, MILANO, BUDAPEST, LISBON, BOZEN, FRANKFURT OR ANOTHER ONE, A NEW CITY, A CITY THAT I DON'T KNOW YET.

IT'S A DIFFERENT FEELING FROM NOT KNOWING WHERE YOU ARE.
IT'S OTHER THAN BEING LOST.

IT'S THE FEELING OF BEING ABSOLUTE = free from any conditions, limitations, and relations

UNTIED
UNRELATED
UNLINKED
UNBOUNDED

WHAT SCARES ME IS THE IDEA OF IT
THE IDEA OF BEING ABSOLUTE
MY WILL TO BECOME ABSOLUTE

NOT BELONGING
NOT DEPENDING
NOT ATTACHED

THE CONCRETE POSSIBILITY OF DISAPPEARING, EASILY, WITH NO REPERCUSSION, NO ENVIRONMENTAL IMPACT RATHER THAN, MAYBE, A BUNCH OF SAD PEOPLE, JUST FOR A WHILE OR MAYBE GUILTY, CAUSE THEY DIDN'T DO ANYTHING, CAUSE IT WAS SO CLEAR, CAUSE THEIR FUCKING RELIGIOUS/CULTURAL BRAIN-WASHING.

IT BECAME CRYSTAL CLEAR ON THE 19TH OF NOVEMBER 2016.
TRANSOCEANIC FACE-TIME VIDEO

- XXXXXX CAN I ASK YOU SOMETHING?
- SURE
- YOU ALWAYS SAY THAT THE ONLY THING YOU REALLY WANT IS TO DISAPPEAR...
- YES, LATELY IT'S TRUE
- SO WHY DON'T YOU JUST DO IT? WHY DON'T YOU JUST DISAPPEAR?

SUCH A GOOD QUESTION.
SUCH AN HONEST QUESTION, AFTER ALL.
WHY?

WHY I DON'T JUST SWITCH OFF AND FUCK OFF ONCE AND FOR ALL?

THE 19TH OF NOVEMBER 2016 WAS THE FIRST TIME I SERIOUSLY ASKED TO MYSLEF WHY AND NOW, TOW MONTHS AND A HALF AFTER, I'VE ALMOST FIXED EVERYTHING IN ORDER TO ACHIEVE MY WISH, MY WILL, MY ULTIMATE DESIRE.

BE ABSOLUTE.
DESAPPEAR.
JUST DO IT.


IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT : LET THE PHONE RING 6 TIMES.

NIGHT BETWEEN THE 6TH AND THE 7TH APRIL 2017 - NORTH EUROPE STILL