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> > The problem is: who is to judge what is rational and what is not? >Alison Alison is right in asking: "Who is to judge what is rational and what is not? Certainly not His Highness , Reason , as Dom seems to suggest. Uhm, I am absolutely opposed to it. It is just one thing that appeal to me. It is external. Cold and not holy, not even human. I do not possess it. Neither I find it legitimate. If I think about it, I find that more and more I love it. "It" ? being what? I have no clue.. Absolutely hostility, this is what the world is all about. My shame is that I am a poor rational mind. Would anyone allow me to expose my naked (ideas)? I don't see how there could be suspicious stains over my skirt. Don't like the idea at all of being immoral. Under no circumstances would I enter any discussion having oily stains on my soul. But it is not impossible that such a horror should happen. Against my conscience, of course. On the other hand, I do not like at all the idea of being moral. It causes me problems, in and out of bed. Personally, I feel that when everything is over, I want to go home. Melancholy prevents me from keeping going. I am incapable of insincerity. Love has such a trivial impact on my ideas. Who will console me for my fallibility? I have no idea what incidentally goes on in the inner secret depths of your brains. Exterior occupations divert my thoughts. I have a big quietude that I can pass over. Nevertheless, displeasures are much greater: I will bury them. Boredom is great, despair, variegated. They feels the space left empty. Yet, any insipid entertaining keeps me alive. Lacking maliciousness like an animal, discontent like a being , pourquois les situations heureuses sont-elles si passagres? erminia %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%