Friday, May 31
Let's see, the present is the one we humans are physically livinig in. Anyhow, when I don't feel comfortable with it I either think of beautiful moments in the past or I dream about the future sketching lovely plans. In other words, the present's quality is a question of past and future. My last ten years I've been committed to Africa, particularly The Gambia, one of the continent's smallest country. It's not that I spent most of the time there, because I had to make my living here in Switzerland, but at least I've been sharing daily life with an African. We've tried to lead an unconstrained life-style in an obsolete Europe. I appreciate this less screened way of living absolutely. And, to talk about the future I'll follow it by all means every second.

Tuesday, May 28
A human phenomenon is that we cannot know what will be tomorrow. We know about the past, but we can only guess about the future. What a strange notion we could only know the future and the past would be pure projection.

Sunday, May 26
I've learned that Basel is a Schlafstadt. Before I have'nt realised that people come here for work only like i.e. Novartis commuters, who grow in number. Yeah, not easy for artists to get inspiration in a city where it's all about business and money and sleeping.

Sunday, May 19
For distraction I went to cinema: Los Amantes Pasajeros, Pedro Almodovar.
Gorgeous. Yeah, hello business class.

Afro-Pfingsten Festival in Winterthur. I miss that one (besides tickets are said to be very expensive) to prepare Black Magic.

Saturday, May 18
I remember now how sad I felt when I was treated like a dog, back in the days. That time I accepted, because I needed to be conscious. Then, I thought. Me, I wouldn't suffer again. Yes, I was sure. But I see, he enjoys seeing me suffer. Yes, him, he doesn't support me at all, its me who supports that man. I talk; he believes in lying as a medium to get what is his profit. A real businessman.

Thursday, May 9
3.15 pm. Like often I've been looking out of the window on the street (taking break from work). Two African men were sitting peacefully on a bench using Planet 13's wireless supply for their phone. I went down to get myself a Döner Kebab. When I came out of the house two policemen heavily armed wearing fat bullet proofed vests were approaching the two guys. A policecar slowly rolled round the corner. On my way back from the Döner shop the policemen were frisking one of the boys and finally handcuffing him. The cops pushed him rudely in direction car. I asked myself what had he done to be treated like that. Just sitting there on a bench chatting, is that a crime?
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Washing ! But I leave the cleaning. I have to work. Really !!!

Wednesday, May 8
I just go to bed early. Better times will come soon.

Sunday, May 5
Sadness Madness Loneliness.
My destiny? I know I shouldn't talk like this but being supposed to say everything is fine. My friend Sarjo wrote:
No matter on your situation - don't take it so hard on yourself. Life must go on. When one door closes another opens.
Is it the door to Gambia that closes or the one that opens?
On one hand I want to move and live there - really from my heart - on the other hand I am afraid to take that step. To just go and leave. But I will take that step.

This afternoon I' ve made a walk along Basel's crowded Rheinboard. I missed the ganjasmoke of the years before.

Saturday, May 4
What does it mean To be serious?
Bad mind can't get me down.

Friday, May 3
How can I do Art when I am occupied with administrative issues and moneyed interests. Further by trying to be a correct citizen I run out of time. With satisfying the needs of others so they will not disturb me with their bad vibrations I lose my visionary power at the end of the day. Anxiety is controlling my mind.