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“Report to Greco” is not an autobiography. My personal life has some value, but only relatively, for me and not for anyone else. The only value I recognize in it lies in the effort to ascend rung by rung to reach the highest point my strength and stubbornness could take me to, a summit I arbitrarily named “The Cretan View.”
There were four crucial steps in my ascent. Each bears a sacred name: Christ, Buddha, Lenin, Odysseus. My bloody journey between each of these great spirits and others is what I will strive to outline in these “Diaries,” now that the sun is about to set—the journey of a man with his heart in his mouth as he climbs the rugged and harsh mountain of his destiny.
My whole soul is a cry. All my works are a lament for this cry.
Throughout my life, there has been a word that has both tormented and renewed me: “ascent.” And I will present this ascent. Here, I blend reality with imagination, along with the red footprints left by my novelist as I ascend. I am eager to finish quickly before I don my “black helmet” and return to the past. For this bloody trace is the only mark that will remain of my passage to Earth.
Everything I have written or done was written or achieved on water, and has vanished.
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