We Forget Nothing



“You see, I haven’t forgotten” sang Yves Montand. “We forget nothing, we get used to it, that’s all” answers Jacques Brel. “With time, all will be gone,” concludes Leo Ferre. 

The law of oblivion erases everything, but we just have to access the motherboard, every living event is written down inside forever.


jacques-brel-sk-200poOur amnesia is only apparent. A bad habit that creates a misleading screen. All our doings and movings are stocked forever in our unconscious. To unearth the lost memories that we need, ancient techniques are available, like the nagual’s recapitulation. The Nagual is the Unknown, according to Castaneda. In the same time, the nagual is a way to explore ‘this infinity out there’. A way to remember your birth. Your past lives are within your reach, opening way to a bright future.


Is It Genetic Memory? …

… Or just a jump to the Akashic records? In the vocabulary of Castaneda and Mexican shamans, Nagual is a keyword that opens many lockers. First, the Nagual is the chief of a wizards’ or shamans’ clan. He owns an innate quality that mades him the Nagual, and his clan’s wizards can see it. A detail in his inner light allows him to escape from this reality’s pressure.

He goes easily « left-side » that is on a mental state of alpha wave (or in astral way, both labels are equivalent). He also can take other wizards with him over there. That unusual reality is also called Nagual.  And also that consciousness site in our light sphere,also called the aura or rather that huge group of consciousness sites is called ‘the left-side’. 

This left side of the body is using our right brain hemisphere. The left hemisphere, the one of reason and logic, is called the Tonal. Everyone knows everything about it. In fact, we know almost nothing about Nagual, in our western civilized world overprotected by reason and doubt. When everybody tells you ‘this is impossible’, you are supposed to believe it, and it becomes true.


The World Is Up To You

The world is like we want it to be. Or, more exactly, as our conditioning wants it to be. The other world, the true one, the infinite one, is the Nagual. The pilot, the country and the transport way at the same time. Both absolute adventure and absolute rule. The black hole’s horizon we call the other world: other parallel universes. Visiting those worlds, at least the five reachable ones, preparing a premortem route to this quintuple infinite, that is nagualism.

A Nagual is not a shaman. In tribal societies, the shaman is the healer, the medicine man. He got special powers, as seeing the invisible, the dead or the future. To us, the shaman is a sorcerer, like the Nagual. But in some old countries like France, sorcery always evokes the black side. Yet white wizards do exist, see Gandalf. And white witches too, we called them the fairies. In the old times, wizards were enchanters, like Merlin. Long before that, Gauls called them druids. And if we go further, we find a time where every man was magical, every woman was a fairy.

Remember the time when almighty men and women went and came from akashic shops. “Time it was, it was time, a time of innocence” sang Simon and Garfunkel. The light came from the light, the spirit was flying over the waters and living on the summits. And couples were wed in the sky.




What The Hell Happened To Us? 

You’d better go and see. Memory is inner flower: “Look into yourself.” Try. Just a little bit harder, as Janis said. The Unconscious is an emerald lake where all the lost memories of the sunk worlds are sleeping. In that already dark twilight, a bonus: we don’t only reach any memory of our “former lives”, we can reach any site, any instant of the past. To see the great figures that lived in those ancient ages, in the dawn of humankind when time, sky and earth were quite different.

If phoenix wants to rise from its ashes, he has to jump into fire first. « If you want to escape from hell’s flames, go to the highest ones. » (source)Arnaud Desjardins The one who wants a revival, has to go through the hidden side of the pain. To watch from another point of view.

Humankind is not a bag of marbles, where every marble is independent from the other ones. Nor a world of « I » individualistics and closed like monades. What’s a monade? The notion came from Leibniz.(1646-1716) Gottfried Wilhelm von Leibniz, German philosopher, disciple of Descartes


leibnitz-portrait-200poTrapped In Yourself

For Leibniz, every person is locked up in a sphere deprived from any contact with outer world. Those blind and deaf spheres, he called them monades. Every monade seems to see things, talk to people, hear sounds, but none of that comes from outside, it is a pure product of imagination. Such idea is irrititating, because nothing can end that. A bit like Matrix’ myth, an unstoppable trap! And a painful one, mainly because there is no way for us to proove that it is not real. In his Monadology, Leibniz explains: “There’s no way to explain how a monade could be innerly altered by any other creature, because we can’t transpose anything in there. (…) Monades have no windows through which anything can go in or out.” So it is definitely impossible to exchange anything with the outside world. A harsh system. How can we prove, indeed, that outer world is not illusion? ‘Our senses cheat us’ said Descartes. His disciple pushed doubt to its extreme limits. But life is different. Human beings are not monades. Nor 3D pieces of a holographic jigsaw. We are rather components of a huge living web, in which we are all interconnected, like cells of one body.

We all have ancestors, nobody is formed ex nihilo, we all owe a lot of people, prominent or humble, famous or unknown. Thus, in this research, I am indebted to many authors, researchers and wizards of all kinds : Edgar P. Jacobs, Plato, Robert Charroux, Hergé, Jules Verne, the “Contes et Légendes” books, Lob and Pichard, Herodotus, Pierre Mac Orlan, Ridder Haggard, James M. Barrie, JRR Tolkien, Saint Exupéry, André Malraux, Jean Giraud aka Moebius. All together they are the source of my quest. I wrote it as I lived: by their fine example.


We are the components of a large living canvas, interconnected cells as a single body. We are one body, the human body. Our arguments, our pettiness have no sense. But everybody forgot it. And no one care about.

machiavel-portrait-200poFor the powerful guild of merchants gave us its ultimate weapon: egoism. Each one for oneself, each one consuming instead of sharing. And while we struggle with each other, powerful men deprive us of our goods, of our body, of our time end of our soul. “Separate them, you’ll rule them” said Machiavel, and with that motto he made the first principle of his governing science. It is the motto of religions, and the chorus of tyrannies. Be afraid, rulers and kings, we people are coming. Whatever we do, things are changing. In the older days, we were united, relied by a loving and knowing canvas.

Nevermind if we forgot it, technology has created a brand new one. Internet. The spirit of Gaïa is also inside the web.

And if you like another kind of canvas, dedicated to the sake of humankind, have a look at scalar waves. You can even practise with the scalar group, and discover the scalar attitude. <3  With all my loving to you.



For the times they are a-changin’