Father! […] Even now I hear you saying: “The way you're going, my boy, with those thoughts, you won’t accomplish anything useful in your life! You won’t go anywhere! You’ll get lost!”. Yet, father, I did not get lost, I lived! […] It doesn’t really matter if we succeeded in the elusive and the unspeakable. What matters is that I am bound by these.

All the “knots” of my life are the “knots” with darkness and the elusive! This is what is interesting in my relationships with others, with writing, with painting, with sculpture, with the daily game of Life! […] There is no greater sin for me than to miss the bus and that being the reason to stop the journey.

In the end, if there is no destination, there is no right or wrong path. Have you thought about this, father? […] I have my eyes open and I can see what I owe you, what I would not have seen if you were not there in front of me, if you had not existed in my life.