To Beatrice de Waard (6 January 1958

... my life was a 'world' life, I lived the world life. But the world just stopped living for decades, only to catch up to a century within years. So it came that I am only now to my right, although I had lost somewhere 30 years - waiting for Godot - until the world run was still on pari, d.i., had caught up with me. In retrospect, this looks funny, the martyrdom of loneliness was only seemingly - basically, I was just waiting for myself. Now the bill stands against us (you and me), because still ten years, and I would still be in my lifetime vindicated d. My work is for Asia and Africa, for the new peoples - the West should bring them spiritual and intellectual help; instead he himself destroys the XIX. Century's traditions and demolished even the Victorian ideals. A few who belong to the West and are well-disposed to the world; wanting to help the East to bear that heavy yoke of communism. These truly "free spirits" of the West do not speak up. Not a single thinker of the West is at the height of the task. Only Toynbee and (as a friend of peace) Bertrand Russel are helpers, leaders who bring light and help to the waking East. The others are Einschaferer, anaesthetists, where not anger. The opposition that is finally against my world of thought is a good sign. I liked to experience the fight, but human is a finite being ...

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Original version: An Beatrice de Waard (6. Januar 1958)
KPA: 30/02, 3 (but not in 50/02)
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