The History of a Pyramid

The idea of a pyramid came to my mind, years ago, when wondering if there was a way of collecting my life’s work and putting it into one place. Too much was unfinished, had fallen by the wayside because of the need to earn my living with a “reputable” profession or wanted to be resurrected from the archives and tombs of publishing places and drawers, long forgotten, extinct or just bought up by others. The image of the pyramid was much more connected to the thought of an immense if not superhuman effort than to the idea of preservation of my name and preparation for some afterlife.
At the beginning there was the idea of a last pharao, with only one slave left, himself, which amused and intrigued me and finally put me on the path of planning and actually starting the work. (All this would not have been possible, without the mindboggling advances in modern digital technology, which more and more moved into the hand of a single person, glued to a single computer, the power to create single-handedly works for which not many years ago one would have needed a lot of highpowered specialists and even more importantly, an enormous amount of money. More and more it became apparent to me, that with the help of my computer and the necessary software programmes I would, principally, be able to create my pyramid totally alone. Provided, of course, I was able and willing to immerse myself in everything needed for mastering this new modern digital technology. This was the beginning of a roller coaster between madness and elation.
The pyramid is ready. It needs furnishing and refinement. But it is in place. And it is not a tomb for the dead pharao, waiting in the dark and hidden for some kind of obscure survival and resurrection, not to be found by other mortals. The image of a pyramid as expression of a monumental piece of slavish work has now fully been replaced by the image and model of a home and trading place.