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My big gig was at Edward's house, when only I and a piano player were there. He gave me a base guitar and a riff, of which I was to accompany him on the piano. It was a hard bit of work but I did it. And that was that, the end of my guitar career. I was no longer interested.

I had watchers. I had watchers watching watchers watching watchers. The watchers are the audience. The audience was symbolized by the thousands-windows across the city. What I discovered was that if I interpreted myself in the shoes of some particular person, like Ford watched me cooking, then someone else could be interpreting him from another perspective altogether, like an English teacher watching a chef, and a historian watching both. After that of course, it is the watcher, watching watcher - ad-infinitum, and the relativist's endless road, the ever new frontier. No thing is ever something, but the next watcher's perspective. I can't make up my mind.

I was a character actor who was never just a character of self. If I am one body then I cannot be all these every-bodies. I had no solid identity. My name is nobody and everybody. I am identities. The identities are objectives, the theorem being that I was what my objectives wanted me to be. So I played a defined character as the hippy artist and pottery teacher who was intensely watching myself, from characters symbolization of problems like God, justice, class, economics, art and literature, theater or the equality of all ? At the same time I was also trying to reduce them down to archetypes like as illustrated in astrology, the Tarot or the Greek pantheon. The all into one, an homogenization of myself.

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