h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I think the news has become known a few days ago (august 2006) and
I already had seen something about it.

This time the camera went all the way down, and the further it went,
the more suffocating it became for me.

All constructed by a man, twelve years ago.

After twelve , summers, winters, springs, autums and birthdays, she saw her chance to even run away.

A candlelight for you, "young" girl of 18.

An amazing element for me álso is, that she was stróng enough to see her chance, to wánt to escape, to rún anway and flee, and run and flee, ánd run and flee and run and fleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

She did; she did it áll; run and flee and finally breath and talk and cried and told her story and embraced her (divorced) parents !

That life can be só strong.

My heart and mind are with you, girl.

Concerning the news-facts;

24 Augustus 24 2006 15:40
After eight years, girl appears to be alive.
She had lived in a basement for eight years (12 was my mistake)
It all hapened in Vienna, Austria.

The man, responsable for this fact, committed suïcide after he discovered that she did escape.
He had knidnapped her when she was on her way to school in 1998,
ten years old.

Her name;

Natascha Kampusch, Austria.

Well, I did see a part of the interview at BBC-World and appearently she is - the history considered - very confident and mature. Also in her speaking.

What struck me the most was, that she said; "from the very beginning
I realised that he was a weak person and I am stronger".

She also told him that she would flee, if she saw the chance.

After about five years also, she "made a commitment" with herself
to flee whenever she got the chance.


Today, about a week after her escape, I did read in a newspaper, that she did visit "his" funeral and stood there in silence for minutes.

Quote from my special diary ("contact with inner self).

Flasbacks;



Well,now I realize Alfredo, why I had so many “flashbacks” from the past, the last weeks.
Yesterday one of my prior neighbours suddenly stood at my doorsteps, after they had left my neighbourhood a few weeks ago, without the opportunity to say goodbye to each other, while I myself was prepared for it and stayed around and even stood at their door, but a new neighbour opened it.

So yesterday she was suddenly staying at my doorstep “to say goodby”.
I was very please, Alfredo, that I could take the opportunity to do the same.
Because she and he always were very important persons to me, what the atmosphere is considered in our neighbourhood; their calm and friendly attitude, their concern for our common neighbourhood and especially she was someone whom I felt close to. Yes, Alfredo,also a bit of love from a distance.

When I suddenly heard in august at the voicemail that they were going to live somewhere else, it became the beginning of “moving
Ice floe” inside of me and when later on it seemed that there was no opportunity to say goodbye, it really went fast.

Plus the visits of one of my daughters and the story of the girl
in Austria whom was kidnapped for eight years and lived in a very small
place in the ground and freed herself by suddenly running as hard as she could. It came very close to the feelings of my early childhood.

That all, Alfredo, explains, why I suddenly started to type names of former lovers at Google, even called some numbers that might be “it”.
Why I wanted to visit the city I roamed for years, after I left home.
But I did stay here. I did not go, and that was wise.

All these “breaking points” were “hit” by what happened the last weeks here, Alfredo.
I clearly did feel it last night. Did not realize it at all the time before.

Such things are hardly ever sharp feelings inside of me and are most of the time scattered, diffused. Like melting ice at the Antarctic; slowly,
but deadly.

I am glad, that now I really could say goobye, sharing some memories with her, kissing goodbye and giving her one of my latest colour paintings I had made. Her friend remained at the other side of the street, but that had no negative intention at all. It explained the different kind of intimacies.

I’m glad you listened to me, Alfredo.
Yes, you’re welcome.

I just saw a few days ago a new interview with the Austrian woman who was forced for eight years to live in complete dependance.

"Once and a while I got food. But if I got any,I had to "pay" that with something else", she said.

Wat hit me the most was, that she said she did always realise, that if something would happen with the man in the house, she would die from hunger and thirst, because she herself could not get out..

I just don't dare to write this down.

Horrifying.
Síck.

Just changing 12 into 8.

In september she wants to start school. What a unique personality.
"for me it is difficult, but also for his mother who still lives".

May she be blessed any moment she takes breath all her life.