Dear Nick, Thank you for your visit. This morning, I ask myself whether the website to which I gave you the URL: ernstjmeyer.ddns.net includes texts by myself and by others which should remain secret, (remain confidential, "classified", in contemporary bureaucratic jargon), whether to publish is to desecrate them or to sanctify them. Additionally the question, whether the meaning of these texts is contingent on the mind and spirit of the hypothetical reader. For me, they might serve as a reminder of, or pointer to, my own most intimate past experiences. For a linguist they might serve as evidence of the preservation of "classical" German only in exile. For a psychiatrist, as documentation of whatever mental illness is the focus of his "research". For a voyeur, as the demonstrations of an exhiibitionist. As for myself, my current obsession with myth as the substitute for an inaccessible past, the contents of my website raise the question to what extent they constitute myth or point to myth, and to what respect they are reality or point to reality. And very important, whether that reality or that myth is the same or is different for each reader. I pose questions to which I offer no answers, except to confess that in my present state of mind, my own past life, as recent e.g. as my trip to Virginia four months ago, seems remote and my efforts to describe it unavoidably lapse into myth. I recognize that my experience of past history as myth corresponds to the well recognized loss of recent memory in old age. EJM