to all of them, it is not going to save you to give an abundant name to all of these efforts. There or here, familiar or unfamiliar, in every geography you are going to feel this loneliness, this poorness, this orphanhood, this dark, thick unfamiliarity, this statelessness, you will not have relatives, there will not be a team that you support, you will not have a buddies, you will not have friends that you play football at a carpet field, there will not be your barber, butcher, dressmaker, inferiors and superiors, their wives, husbands and kids. This shivering which is not related with weather will come and go everywhere with you. You will not keep quite, will not keep quite, will not keep quite, so what. All the things you say will get lost between crosses and hot wine, highways, airports, new year pines and televisions. You will stop speaking at the end… 66.My Child; You get out the door and assume that you are doing something. Does not matter what you do, how you do, how much you do. It is nothing to do with you; it is not your choice. This is not something that you may totally understand although how much I explain to you. The only bearable thing in doing something is that, it is more bearable than not doing something. “This thing” is not what your teacher tells you to do at school, not what your wife tells you to do at home, not what your boss tells you to do at work. Does not need to have an aim, logic, a benefit, and a function. It is even better if it does not have; to do things to enable relationships and environments that you only desire are counted, good deeds and blessed. This will glorify you, only this will glorify you. With this aim you get out the door and do something; you tell lies, you use your money, power, others, you take advantage of your duty, commission, friends and tell lies again. This will glorify you. The only criterion to be a glorified person is the joyful moments and idleness. Idleness, with the shortest definition, is no letting anyone to understand, although you realize that all this nonsense that is pretending to exist is just a shity reflection. Even to your self; drinking a kastel nuova at a September mid-afternoon in Verona is something like, drinking a kastel nuova wine which is produced at senior Colombo’s factory in which you know that you have a part in producing it, your ass leaning against to the tractor, sometimes watching the sky, sometimes the Belgian whore standing across the road, and sometimes the old and settled face of one eyed Guiseppe. And if you are an unemployed, a stateless, an idleness who does the things that you like, only love may come out from this….only love would come out from doing the things that you like… delirium if there really is a problem, the main problem in the world must be rather than something like; being let wide masses unenlightened, never materialized justice, channeling great energies to abortive areas like fight at football stadions, money and power to be controlled by 3-5 persons’ hands. At least it seems like this, from where I look… the real problem is not the efforts of those 3-5 persons who own everything and decide for everything, to keep the situation stay like as it is, it is the unqualitativeness of these efforts. the real problem is the despicableness, ordinariness, oldness and effortlessness of these powers’ actions, plans, and efforts for everything to be remained the same. the people I am mentioning are not, the mafia, conservatives, representatives at the streets or at the council of the parties that are pretending to be leftist and religious parties’, building contractors who make grand housing projects causing thousands to die after the earthquake or sheiks as we use in our everyday language… ı am mentioning a group, which is able to hide all through the history and stand slippery; everything bounces over them, nothing is effecting on them. other then death… actually, we slaves, a long time ago accepted our pathetic position of being not taken into consideration and being crushed under the group that I have mentioned; I can say this for myself with a reliefness of a heart: I’ve accepted it… all those with extraordinary unqualitative efforts for the situation to continue without any change also means, no doubt, to be put into a fools place. it is the real problem… even the lacquers of this little groups’, elites’ who organizes the physical and virtual areas of life in the favor of themselves, don’t peeled off while doing this and as because they are very clever and very tall, their eyes very eye lined and run hundred meters in nine seconds they are there, we are not here. not like that either… don’t have much explanation either…actually they are short and thick and ugly... as a slave; more hurtful thing then being a slave, as a slave who got used to being a slave, is the conditions of this slavery… life with its toughness which would not let a g