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Good day Peter, I wrote three years ago, before and after learning my schizophrenia a text. I attack also on another disease of which I suffer: the diabetes that is not harmless. It is a reflection matter, of thoughts on the world that surrounds me, on me usually. It is necessary to take the time, especially at first for as said me a reader "at first, I had the impression that that did not take has nothing, a man in anger, any solution, obliged to undergo a life that it did not desire .je was said me 'this is not very interesting, this is not a history, there is not time, there is not solution' .je continuous I continuous, And I am said "this anyway very well is written, there are games of words, automatic writing, it uses anyway a lot of traits d'esprit. (. ) At first I felt a sort of dégout towards you. .mais to the rate and has measures text, I felt first of all compassion, and then love. One learns has to like you by of small things, Who become more and more important in this "shows suffering" ? I you sending a passage of the text and if that interests you, I await an email to be able to send you the entirety in pdf. (In English and in French) My goal is to do to record by a French voice known, a singer as Hubert Felix Thiéfaine or well again Bertand Cantat (of NoirDésire) or an french actor as Richard Borhinger (but it is very sick) (or if you have another idea, She will well have come it) has that I sent the text entirety that itself call: "True, as single the wind. in the head of a schizophrène." Next, The idea is of there to stick a music of bottom and to project on gigantic screen of the photos (on the hands, the shadow and the light and the madness). For the music at first I had thought about requiem in Latin, just of voices melts some, then I thought about you, and to the panel of musicians that you know. and as one says in France (I hope that the translation in English wants to say something) "that stretched nothing, Has nothing". I know that you defend rather political causes but why not mine: the suffering of the psychological disease? Therefore here the extract translates in aglais but Also the original version in French. (For I use a translation software. !!!) : "" I rule my reckon with myself while using me their authenticity lack. I do to cry with invented words, false histories, Attempts on their intellects oozing individualism poverty! They go to the movies to dream? It is necessary that one puts for them under the eyes of the coordinated ones of colors to show to them if this b Leu goes with this red one. One apartment magazine model to give the moment tendencies. One marches to know what it is necessary to carry to resemble everyone, For that the plaintive flock be easy to maneuver. One politicizes the common thought. God! God, to know if this is well or poorly, for it is necessary that this be the one or the other. One do not can, One especially must not reflect by be even. Well too dangerous. And if someone had an idea !!!!! Too dangerous. One invades, one evangelizes, one transmits the history, the customs, one cultivates, One learns, one sign, one explains, one debates, one convainc, one kills, one slaughters. By lacks imagination. Someone have the misfortune to reflect by themselves. They decided. ? Of what? Of nothing, they simply decided. They become wolves, foreigners, dangers. The lack of imagination of the men formed a race. There is not human race without coerciveness of intellect. There are 30 billion races. One by man. One wants to compare itself. One has nothing to see. Not the men with the women. Not the men with the men. Even me with me, I have nothing to see. ? in french : « Je règle mes comptes avec moi-même en me servant de leur manque d?authenticité. Je fais pleurer avec des mots inventés, des histoires fausses, des attentats sur leurs intellects suintant la pauvreté d?individualisme ! Ils vont au cinéma pour rêver ? Il faut qu?on leur mette sous les yeux des coordonnées de couleurs pour leur montrer si ce bleu va avec ce rouge. On magazine des appartements modèles pour donner les tendances du moment. On défile pour savoir ce qu?il faut porter pour ressembler à tout le monde, pour que le troupeau bêlant soit facile à man?uvrer. On politise la pensée commune. Dieu ! Dieu, pour savoir si c?est bien ou mal, car il faut que ce soit l?un ou l?autre. On ne peut, on ne doit surtout pas réfléchir par soit même. Bien trop dangereux. Et si quelqu?un avait une idée !!!!! Trop dangereux. On envahit, on évangélise, on transmet l?histoire, les coutumes, on cultive, on apprend, on enseigne, on explique, on débat, on convainc, on tue, on massacre. Par manque d?imagination. Quelques-uns ont la malchance de réfléchir par eux-mêmes. Ils ont décidé. De quoi ? De rien, ils ont simplement décidé. Ils deviennent des loups, des étrangers, des dangers. Le manque d?imagination des hommes a formé une race. Il n?y a pas de race humaine sans coercition d?intellect. Il y a 30 milliards de races. Une par homme. On veut se rapprocher. On a rien à voir. Pas les hommes avec les femmes. Pas les hommes avec les hommes. Même moi avec moi, je n?ai rien à voir. » You can see an idea of what that would give leaving on: http://www.lks-productions.com/vrai.htm. LK'S Productions is the association with which I create visible films on the site (to the even addresses but without: /Vrai.htm) Here, I hope that you will reply me. In the expectation, I you sending all my respect and my attention. Luk Steenebruggen

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