someone would only find themselves here because they typed this web address on the back of a book i once wrote into a browser.

it used to be different. if you typed my name into a search engine this website would be first or second in the list of results depending on what the bloke with the same name as me at the university of helsinki who writes books about international law had been up to lately.

and then i broke the algorithm.

and now there is ai, which says : i couldn’t find much information about his personal life, such as his age, nationality, or background. it’s possible that he is a private individual who prefers to keep his personal life out of the public eye.

so now i am nowhere. i am nothing. i can’t be found. there is only a ghost.

and that’s all i want to be now, it’s all i need to be. it’s all i can be.


unfortunately being nothing doesn’t mean you don’t have to pay tax though.

the best time to ring the tax office is as soon as you can manage after 08:00 on a monday morning. they people on the other end of the line are still fresh, unwearied by a week of dealing with the humans, and in any case most of the humans are still asleep or busy with something else, so you get through more quickly and you are more likely to get a person who does not suspect you and everyone else of a desire to swindle the state.


every day the universe (or i should say the ten to the power of five hundred universes in the eleven dimensions) provides a clue, a challenge, something which may turn out, and perhaps only in the fullness of time, to be a piece of the jigsaw.

it can come in every conceivable form and shape and color, and sometimes you can see it straight away, how could you not? it has all its lights on! it’s big and loud and yelling, look at me! look at me! but other times it’s so slight you can easily miss it, or it may be in disguise, or hidden altogether, and you cannot discover it, nor uncover it, it has to be allowed to become unconcealed, to come into the light, or you have to change your position in order to be able to see it.

and sometimes you go, omfg that is so amazing! what an extraordinary gift! and other times it’s depressing, and sometimes it makes you morose or despondent or sad or angry and sometimes it makes you laugh sometimes it makes you cry and sometimes it makes you want to lie on the bed for hours and not think about anything except movies or computers or to sleep.

or it may be incomprehensible. you have no idea what it means or how to respond, or what to do, or what not to do, (or that nothing needs to be done). but if you let your big beautiful brain/mind/psyche work on it (stop trying to control it, stop trying to make your brain stop thinking or to make your brain think something other than what it’s thinking about. let it go. let it expand. let it do what it has to do) in the end it may become clear. it might be tomorrow or the next day or next year or six or forty years later.

the day before yesterday’s clue was this.

and today’s clue is that when your income is €910 per month, the state thinks it’s not unreasonable to ask you to pay €1500 tax at the end of the year.

and other times you are the ten to the power of five hundred universes and the eleven dimensions, baby, yes you. and it is you who gives someone else a clue.

and maybe that someone is me! if you want to give me a clue send me an email! the address is the domain name you typed in to get here, not including the dot com, @gmail.com.