(text written May 4th 2011)
May the 4th is Dutch Memorial Day.
For all people who died in the war
during the years of ’40-’45 of the previous century.
It all happened – and it still happens –
because of the fact that
between all people
there are small and great differences.
When I was a young boy
I had to be different.
I ought to behave different.
It should be me and the rest.
But I did not want to.
I wanted to be like everyone.
Now I want to be different.
As an indivual; and particularly in this case as a musician.
To be heard and recognised for my musical style.
And of course I know that everyone
always is different from anything or anyone else.
But as an individual and in joining this existence;
all differences are
expressed and recognized
by its Unicity.