Jobi, my best friend, of blessed memory !
Earth is my native land.
I don’t belong to Russia, to Congo or Miami.
I belong to earth, to its laws of abundance, of diversity, of kindness, of happiness, of sharing, of continuously raising toward a more beautiful future and a more enlightened destiny.
Every day is new.
I don’t want tomorrow to be like yesterday, inside concrete walls and under artificial light.
My most powerful engine is hope, my nature is to be faithful, curious and helpful.
I need no boundaries that enslave me.
I need no fighters to become who I want to be.
I need the sun, the sea and the green of trees.
I need good friends, good neighbors with whom to share my love, my freedom, my joy to be a Man.
I am not a customer but a thinker,
not a fighter but a lover,
not a diluter but a creator,
not a worker but a father.
I met with Rod Taylor at my friend's, Jobi, in Marseille, 2008.
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