My blog turned out to suffer a lull.
There were three concomitants of that gap:
A tremendous amount of work, wearing, in late 2006,
A cold as much tremendous and wearing as the work,
A couln’t-care-less time, if only temporary. My idea that sending men as a whole — all the publics who read this blog — my wishes for them to live the lives they would like to live in 2007 was stupid, given that their own wishes are mostly different from, if not conflicting with, mine.

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Why wish Saddam Hussein—my fellow human with all due respect to those who had loathed him—to mend his ways and become a much less hard man? He was hanged and all I can do for him now is mortify (Sign 33/32-34).
Why wish the Middel East peoples peace, as every people over there can’t imagine peace but to the hurt of their rivals and opponents?
Why wish George W. Bush that his dearest wishes come true, as he sounds as if he kept on hoping for good but through war?
Why wish those standing for election to the French republic presidency, whatever ticket they’re running on, that their wishes come true, as every one of them wishes but one thing: to be elected and see his or her opponents beaten?
Why in 2007 wish every man on earth love for the neighbor, the strength to forgive every wrong, global peace, absolute freedom? Actually men, apart from… say… 3%, do not wish anything but endless revenge (Sign 27/9) on those different or simply luckier, the humiliating defeat of those whom they do not like and more stringent law and less and less freedom for those whom they fear.
Why wish, et cetera, et cetera?
I got over my couldn’t-care-less time as well as my cold and late 2006’s heavy bulk of work.
As my faith has never disappeared and with good reason: I really saw and heard Jesus and then the Creator in 1974 and 1977 — this is without question — my great expectations have caught up with me.
Though I am just a man, an old man — this too is without question —, I’m keeping it up.