Herr Hauser,
I hope that you experienced some peace today,on your birthday.
You are,to me, a kind of “Spiritual Arminius”. It is believed that Arminius was the first man ever to take back a territory that had been colonised by the Romans and he did so ,not when the decline had set in the Roman Empire, but when it was at the zenith of its power and influence.
I am not sure if I would have managed to withstand the repeated attacks of the Gortish forces, if not for your great guidance and influence.
Someone once wrote the following:
"When a man's heart is breaking and his soul is plunged into the depths of despair, their great predecessors turn their eyes towards them from the dim shadows --those predecessors who knew how to deal with anxiety and affliction, mental servitude and physical bondage--and extend their eternal hands in a gesture of encouragement to despairing souls. Woe to the man that is ashamed to clasp those hands."
Yours has been a hand as described in the paragraph above, I have merely tried to clasp it for dear life.
I have written this before and would gladly write it a zillion more times, before meeting you, though I was a rebel against the Gortish forces, I did not possess a strong Weltanschuaung and so was a sitting duck for them.
Well, thanks to you, now I do possess one and much to my surprise, now,even the best and the most cunning of the gorts fail to deceive me. I see through them. I see them through the eyeglasses I received from you and I see their true colours.
I humbly wish and pray that before I am no more, I manage to develop some tiny fraction of the depth of understanding that you attained.
I hope that you remain free from toothache and all other bodily ailments and mental anguish so that you may continue to study mathematics and philosophy and ,if possible, help poor and lost souls like me.