At that time, there were lightning plants all around the globe. On these plants, thunderstorms never stopped.
You, Enoch the Rogue, you have behaved like a boor. I banish you from the living of the gods.
A sublime poem and photos no less beautiful … Thank you Henri Michaux and Ludmilla Zahno!
To live as a warrior supposes constraints. Here are some shortcuts …
A religion of the poor that starts on the markets to finish in the gold of the Vatican
I, Enoch, born Aorn son of Thyan the hunter, I land on the fourth island that is populated by giants.
Requiescant In Pace.
Nine months already! The scalar adventure at the time of a gestation.
The thrilling adventures of Nothingness in the head of Hegel.
Free exploration of the various planes of the astral requires a counterpart: to depart from naivety.
Aorn the Human revisits our past with the Ancient Reptilians
Plato was wrong on many subjects, but can we blame him? The truth is so amazing !!