This is a small bouquet of some poems I commit, all fresh and French. I give up translating them. It outpass my poor English notions. Therefore I suggest you refer to the French page and enjoy the original version. Sound counts more than meaning …
To join them, you must build the bridge yourself, because no wizard will do one…
On the planet Plug, the young μ%# is bored to death. The eternal daily routine…
I no longer have any control over my point of assemblage (PA) and that’s good.
The truth seeker will appreciate this list of unrecognized free genies and thinkers.
Once fear is conquered, the mind vanishes : the inner journey becomes the adventure of…
Castaneda picks up a snail on the trail and drops it off safely. Juan Matus…