You pretend I signed a pact with the devil
and that seems reassure you , lackeys
of the forces of the good ...
The only contract is with my professional conscience,
a civil servant believes in neither god nor demons ...
Here I stagnate in a damp jail ,watched out
by a chewing bull in ceremony battledress .
I long for the sweet spring and autumn colors
so inspiring ...
Christmas surrounded by the family clan ,
prelude to the glorious new year !
I am a man of peace ,I never killed or tortured ,
I love Mozart,Beethoven and especially Wagner.
To forget the office my fingers run over the piano,
all these responsabilities disturb my sleep...
Kitty my gentle kitten snuggles on my knees,
life can be so sweet when my beloved daughter,
smilles at me ...
What cowardice to make innocent animals suffer !
World geography has always interested me :
I speak German ,French ,English ,Italian ,
I also studied hebrew !
I am a clean and hygienic person who hates
bad smells and vulgarity !
I admire creation in all forms that dispenses
a vision of beauty !
My living room is adorned with wonderful
masterpieces ....
I am a child of civilization !
Did I really deserves to climb the steps of this scaffold ?
Landsberg .June 1951.
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Superb work.
We autistic people have a kind of non-emotional empathy that allows us to travel beyond the mask .
That's a great write up, my friend. Thanks for sharing!
Banality is neither good or bad contrary to what Hanna Arendt said.
It symply ''Is '' as a static state .
Refined dining.
I prefer to eat with my fingers.
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