Diary in Deathbed

It is the prerogative of God, not man, to create confusion and inspire wonder.

Never being able to fathom the infinite transparency that science offered, three of us, of the then decaying rock band Salutaions, became interested in mysticism. This is almost the dying days of the last milennium, we are talking about. People were restless, people were down.

As we started writing new songs like, 'Tears on our circles' and 'Pack your daylights', we tried to, I am being painfully honest, we tried to achieve something more than reviving old enthusiasm in rock music. In Roger's words, we went for 'a new order'.

It is this same Roger Callow, who wrote a diary entry in his deathbed, that has made me scribble this little note I am writing.

I have led a long and shameless life,

Yet it is not a confession that I want to make.

Repentant I am not,

because of a life

of unveiling and abandoning.

Roger had a peculiar manner of speaking.