8:30 am —

Last night I read a “Grain of Sunshine” stored in the bathroom. The life of Henri Dunant. Apparently, they got the dates wrong compared to the dictionary. Business life so-so. But AGAINST slavery. He spent 20 years of his life in poverty but was found by a journalist who was outraged and rehabilitated him. He receives the Nobel Prize. I do not want it. Unless it’s the 8 billion HUMANS who get it (including the better half of women).

I must denounce any “Authority responsibility to defend Humanity and other great ideas/Values”. Because it is an insidious poison, like being put forward, prestige. We can be taken by it. I sense it a little, it gives me the idea. Because Elio couldn’t leave me without crying bitterly yesterday. It breaks my heart. And as a result, I absolutely want to defend the human. That’s where “it’s essential”, “I am within my Rights”, “I have ALL the Rights”, “it’s Fair” creeps in. Twisted the Me-me-me that imposes when it softens. We must dissect that. Not to listen to the voice of My Justice that kills others in the name of the protection of Humanity. It is the spitting image of the inhuman dominant. Interesting. It happens “naturally”. We really need structures and a clear rule to avoid this. Otherwise, we are doomed by infiltration/osmosis. But the human (lowercase, the one of 8 billion) doesn’t come the same? Complex.

9:06 am —

Authority, is it the other? Meh, because it’s like the dictator who replaces the dictator (General Alcazar from Tintin).

Authority, is it human? But what does that mean? Authority, it’s not human.

Authority, it’s not harming others. Only others can say it. Not imposing it. I must myself (that’s the biggest work of Me-me-me) hear and listen to others I harm. And stop My nonsense. No need to deal with others’ nonsense, it’s stealing their job. And I have enough to do on myself. That’s what being human is.