A teacher gave me my alias .She understood the subtly and profound way, in which I am forming my sentences
Certainly, sometimes I am pronouncing truths so distinct, that the number of my oficial enemies is rising, which I don´t regret, yet the glimpse in the mirror, without clenching the teeths, is granted to only very few.
I can´t change the fact, that I am making enemies,
but I don´t feel sorry about it.
If a dishonest society is the only society viably, it honours me to be called socially unacceptable.
And who believes, the crowd of people is always justified, misjudges, that history already taught us the opposite!