7:40 AM — before going to watch Élio

To be human, it’s not enough to play the Human.

To be human, one must be recognized as human by humans, including children and the elderly. And Milko included, the ONLY one for whom I’ve been hierarchically superior, who told me in his only evaluation “we don’t fear you”. Also the dogs (at the Buttes, where the Lady who has manners like a mother returning from the fields is surprised that her two dogs, who bark at EVERY person who speaks to her, are completely silent and calm when I talk with her). Not everyone, but at least some. We don’t automatically have chemistry with one another. Except for the common humanity to all humans, if we choose to.

Otherwise, it’s false.

The human can only trust the human. It’s a matter of life and death for EVERY human towards EVERY inhuman one. And this has been so for thousands of years.

7:44 AM —

There was the “judgment of God” by humans, including martyrs, against wild animals.

We can institute the judgment of humans, the 8 billion humans, of a Just Justice, WITHOUT ANY inhumanity cast out of society.

We can establish the civilization of interactive benevolent human relationships, of the 8 billion humans, of a Just Justice, WITHOUT ANY inhumanity / WITHOUT ANY trace of decivilization of domination cast out of society.

2:19 PM —

Last night more than an hour on the phone with Olivier and Gil, real estate agents.

The buyer backs out. Astonishing. But it’s her Right.

I NEVER would have believed it. It’s the point I thought was the most solid. So even that is bogus.

Our agents, charming humans = humans, anyway. But completely in decivilization of domination. So even if I want them to get their commission of €36,600. It’s strange, they have far more problems than I do, like the buyer, with mental math. Although I’ve always been poor in this area.