I spent part of the afternoon blocking people on Facebook - people I knew from near and far in the indus scene 20 years ago, and complete strangers. I'm working on being invisible, on social networks, to those who might have even read my name once in their lives. And I don't want to see them either, even if it's only in other people's friends lists - even if it's just crossing their names in the list of likes under this or that publication.

I want to live in a universe that's exactly parallel and watertight to theirs. I don't care if I'm the only inhabitant...

I realize that I've always hated these circles. Black metal, gothic, industrial, neofolk and so on. I only entered and evolved in them through a misunderstanding - the belief that liking the same bands, the same sounds, made all these people and me natural allies, and people called to collaborate in one way or another. People to whom I could communicate something that they would understand and that we could share. That's not the case and never has been. My music has never - from what I've seen in 25 years - provoked anything but misunderstanding.

(In the same way, I've come to accept that characters like Tony Wakeford or David Tibet are entirely uninteresting, and that getting to know them better, as individuals and as artists, would do me no good and, on the contrary, would always destroy a little more of the pleasure I get from listening to them; listening to them while fantasizing about them and about the neofolk scene, giving them, through these fantasies, an interest and a nobility they don't have on their own).

It's time to admit that I'm entirely alone, and not only admit it but rejoice in it; rejoice in the absolute freedom it brings me.