Thank you, Mr. Jagger

Dear Mr. Jagger, thank you so much!


Thank you for the great night, for the music, the light, the emotion. Apparently, we were the lucky ones to see and hear the whole crew in good shape, make sure that next time you plan a more relaxed tour, as technically you are reaching the retirement age and all.


Speaking of which, thank you, above all, for setting the example how to remain young without becoming ridiculous or addicted to botox and stuff. You’re older and it can be seen on your face, you’re still young and it shows all over.


It seems like yesterday, when my parents were 40-ish and I considered them old, now they are 60-ish and … they are still old. You were the greatest at 40-50-60 … I’m 40-ish now and it’s your example I want to follow, quoting other people’s songs “forever young, I want to be forever young” and “it’s my life, it’s now or never”, “please make me pure, but not yet”. We are alive when we do it our way, that’s probably how you did it all your life, right?


I know you must have been lucky as hell to have survived the sex, drugs & rock’n’roll age, but now I think I know what your wonder potion is – being yourself and doing what you want. Nowadays I suspect it’s mainly not caring about what “people” may or may not find appropriate for someone “old enough to be a grandpa” – screw them.

Happiness is ... absence of fear?

Fear of failure and of being judged and criticized.

We spend our lives trying to live up to someone's expecations - our parents, our peers, boy/girl we try to impress, spouse, friends, bosses, our own kids... So many times we end being chastised for our efforts with "we criticize you because we love you and want you to be perfect, people who praise you don't like you, they don't care if you get better...". Screw this »love«, it's nice to be praised for a change, or at least for people to back off and not point to each and every flaw.

It's so good to feel we are not under scrutiny all the bloody time. It's good to feel we don't have to run away and hide to be ourselves. We can just be, and, amazingly, be accepted as such. The comfort is just unbelievable. Unbelievable.

Of course there are the eternal fears, that linger somewhere - death, disasters, loss, but with a bit of balance in life and feeling good about ourselves, even those seem to fade away a bit. BTW, I don't fear death and whatever is or is not after that, but please spare me the fuss. Wonder if blogger is good enough as a living will, but here it goes - do not ressuscitate, no machines, let me go and cremate me afterwards. Amen. As I said, I don't fear the other side, even if it's nothingness, but I would like some more time here. Especially the "no fear of scrutiny" time, please.