Mon ami m'a suggéré les Nuits de Manouche de Paris ...

.. something else..:

I believe, us men, we're quite egocentric. Well, maybe, you and you, or him and even him are an exception, but in general? I mean, in the western general man...?

Well, however, even if you guys out there are all quite nice, I consider myself to be quite egocentric. Well, that is not necessarily bad, I agree. There's also some strengh in being able to know ones ideals. Or in separating what otherwise might be touched by someone that maybe could not share. Also, this is what I maybe don't know, borders - limits - are said to be important.

Still, just now, I had a second of relief in admitting that I like to be adored. That I have no own approaching of quality in life but trying to mean something. Not because I have an own appreciation, but "meaning something" is (seems to) be worth all appreciation. Quite an empty consideration, this, don't you think? And not quite egocentric, hum?

It's not easy, at least, for such a man, like me, to admit what he was striving for. To be a man that stops, maybe, even, if he can, with wanting to be hero of other such men, hunting for some kind of appreciation. Why can we not - easily - be appreciated for and in what really is interesting for us? I still struggle in finding this real interest, so being-"convinced" the hunters made me of hunting.

Now, what, maybe whom to care for?

I think, if we become true fathers, we have known more, because I think true fathers even know how to care for those that are beyond their true family. There's no outside, then, no?

However, the egocentric man has borders.
So, let's begin here. I admit ...