In the Jardin Aux Moines
Brocéliande is a funny forest, border between Anaon and the world of Merlin.
Brocéliande is a funny forest, border between Anaon and the world of Merlin.
This position of assembly point protects from emotional confusion out of the desire of fusion.
The gods walk in threes. The goddesses also, and their auxiliaries do the same.
The friends we’ve had all look like Juan Matus. The Maestro even more.
I have read much foolishness and speculation about merkaba. Today I can give my point of view.
There are sufferings that we inflict on ourselves as a punishment and others inflicted to grow.
Western path, this forgotten Tantrism makes pass from the being of flesh to the being of light.
Did you know that you can have fun with a simple theologeme? No? Read it.
I feel like a fragment of the Great Whole. Finally, I am at home.
Physicists and philosophers distinguish between two kinds of time with no connection.
The hunter man, the gatherer woman, is the image we have of prehistory … could it be wrong?
Jesus said: be passers-by. Go forward, go backwards or sideways, but go always.