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As Your Perspective Of The World Increases Not Only Is The Pain It Inflicts On You Less But Also Its Meaning. Understanding The World Requires You To Take A Certain Distance From It.

And It's A Disquieting Thought That Not Even The Past Is Done With, Even That Continues To Change, As If In Reality There Is Only One Time, For Everything, One Time For Every Purpose Under Heaven. One Single Second, One Single Landscape, In Which What Happens Activates And Deactivates What Has Already Happened In Endless Chain Reactions, Like The Processes That Take Place In The Brain, Perhaps, Where Cells Suddenly Bloom And Die Away, All According To The Way The Winds Of Consciousness Are Blowing.

A Problem With My Novels Is That They, From The Start, Have Been Infantile And Incredibly Childish. There Are Childishness, Stupidity, Lack Of Wisdom, Fantasies. At The Same Time, That's Where My Creativity Can Be Found. If I Tried To Control It And Make It More Mature, It Wouldn't Be Good At All. It'd Be Uninteresting, Without Any Vivacity.

The Way We Deny Death Says Something About How We Live Our Lives, Doesn't It? At Least In Sweden Or Scandinavia, You Don't Have To Search Further Back In Time Than Maybe Three Generations To Find Another Way To Relate To Death. People Then Had A Different, Closer Relationship With Death; At Least It Was Like That In The Countryside.

We Live In The Best Of Worlds. But Still, It's Like We've Lost Something On The Way To Here: A Sense Of Life. I Can't Know For Sure, I Might Be The Only One Who's Lost It. Maybe Everybody Else Is Living The Now, Thinking They're Having It Well. Anyhow, That Motivated Me To Write The Books.