Public Confession
In no way do I want to think of myself as something I am not. This is permanent.
In no way do I want to think of myself as something I am not. This is permanent.
I have found more than twenty past lives. Did I really experience them?
My house is high – so am I. On top of the Cap d’Erquy, Britanny.
After a painful, deadly moult, I discover the glory of the body. Magical, absolute, great.
How lucky I am! I received so many gifts all my life long.
What has changed in fifty years? Very little indeed.
The secret awakens me, it makes life run away. By burying secrets we bury ourselves.
While our official history stops at the nearest flood, the enormous Saga of Eden unfolds its scroll over millions of years.
Yes, why twelve years of toil, expense, self-sacrifice, sweat, worries, daily efforts?
Here everything is free and open. Yet resources are lacking. Should we end this adventure?
We believe we are the first ones on Earth, but we forgot our past, like our descendants will forget us
All our doings and movings are stocked forever in our unconscious…