{"id":23640,"date":"2024-06-06T05:00:52","date_gmt":"2024-06-06T04:00:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/?p=23640"},"modified":"2026-01-28T16:50:30","modified_gmt":"2026-01-28T15:50:30","slug":"unmask","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/unmask.html","title":{"rendered":"Unmask"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-66261\" src=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/souchon-la-souche-espace-iks24-1000x600-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1000\" height=\"600\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"chapo\">Everything happens as if <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/awakening.html\">countless researchers were awakening<\/a>. They look at the dizzying past, the strange vestiges, the big stones, the strange clouds, more and more bizarre, and they rub their eyes, incredulous. Here we are at the beginning, very modest, of the greatest adventure of all time: sniff the trick, trigger the unmask.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Beyond the intermittences of the heart, he reigns. With ardour, full of enthusiasm, he expands his empire. What is sweeter than his wild heart? Crazier than the greatest of the wise? He leads you after him and forces you to run. Flighty when he leaves, he forces you to die.<\/p>\n<p>He? <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/unconditional-love.html\">Absolute love<\/a>. Fortunately, he exists, even if you don\u2019t believe him. I know he will wait for you as long as you need.<\/p>\n<p>More is needed every second. Love opens us to the other side of life. Without love, death. Death lived, rehearsed, pondered, you see it, you live it, you eat it, it nourishes you. It spoils your life. <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/your-death-gives-advice.html\">It also advises you<\/a>. It kills for fun.<\/p>\n<blockquote class=\"perfect-quotes\"><p>What can a man have apart of his life and his death?<\/p><footer class=\"blockquote-footer\">Carlos Castaneda<\/footer><\/blockquote>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">It\u2019s fucking leaning!<\/h4>\n<p>That\u2019s what we\u2019ve become, unbeliever beavers. To go on and on and on and on. The bubble bursts. The sheaf is there. But the heart beats. It\u2019s the spring of the eyes. We can\u2019t believe it. Gossip dealers, cheating dealers, world deceivers, public abusers, let your reign die. Let your law end. Naked on strikes, we dream. We strike. <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/initiation-buddha-belief-castaneda-controlled-madness-believe-it-and-not.html\">Believe without believing<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>What if tomorrow didn\u2019t exist? Baffe! We wake up in this old, worn-out world, with cracking seams, shiny sleeves of dirt. Hobbies: we see the frame, the sun filters through. Pass-walls, <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/behind-scenes.html\">we see the back of the decor<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p><em>Damn it tilts! We see the void through the boards!<\/em> Souchon la Souche rocked my youth. Feeling made man. Emotion naked. Nostalgia often, fleeting cruelty, reality more than naked. This one is not ready to laugh. Even if we laughed, it would be us, not him.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">I\u2019ve missed you many times<\/h4>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Alain Souchon<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">\n<em>I\u2019ve been watching you for 18 years.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>You\u2019re in <a href=\"https:\/\/www.paris.fr\/lieux\/cimetiere-parisien-de-bagneux-4500\">Bagneux<\/a> down the leaves.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I\u2019ll never see you, I don\u2019t like it,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>But I\u2019m playing the harmonica.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>You\u2019re in my skin, my little airs,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>One wire disconnected, no more air,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>In gas oil trucks<\/em><br \/>\n<em>They hit hard under the stars.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>I\u2019ve missed you many times,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>But today there is home<\/em><br \/>\n<em>A little blonde ball named after you.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Do you see migraine queens<\/em><br \/>\n<em>In the beautiful garden of Touraine?<\/em><br \/>\n<em>It pulls me by a stretch of my life,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>But I still sleep in Cheverny.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Here, it\u2019s cheerful and it goes well:<\/em><br \/>\n<em>We go to bed late, there\u2019s no morning<\/em><br \/>\n<em>And if you ever saw me,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I\u2019m not too nice, not nice.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>I\u2019ve missed you many times,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>But today there is home<\/em><br \/>\n<em>A little blonde ball named after you.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>I\u2019ve been watching you for 18 years.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>You\u2019re in Bagneux, in the leaves.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I\u2019ll never see you, I don\u2019t like it,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>But I\u2019m playing the harmonica.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">\u00a0<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-66251\" src=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Leo-Ferre-iks24-1200x720-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1200\" height=\"720\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\"><em>The Poets<\/em><\/h4>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>L\u00e9o Ferr\u00e9<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/initiation-lecture-sonnet-rimbaud-valery-charles-baudelaire-correspondences.html\"><em>These are funny guys who live by their pen<\/em><\/a><br \/>\n<em>Or who don&#8217;t live it depends on the season<\/em><br \/>\n<em>They are funny guys who cross the mist<\/em><br \/>\n<em>With steps of birds under the wing of songs<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Their soul is in carafe under the bridges of the Seine<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Their money in the books they never sold<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Their wife is somewhere at the end of a song<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Who speaks to us of love and forbidden fruit<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>They put colors on the gray pavers<\/em><br \/>\n<em>When they walk on it they think they\u2019re on the sea<\/em><br \/>\n<em>They put ribbons around the alphabet<\/em><br \/>\n<em>And get out in the street their words to take the air<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>These are funny guys looking at flowers<\/em><br \/>\n<em>And see in their folds female smiles<\/em><br \/>\n<em>These are funny guys who sing misfortune<\/em><br \/>\n<em>On the heart pianos of and the soul violins<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">Laugh at everything<\/h4>\n<p>We can be laughed at. It all depends on which laugh, vociferous the immortal palm of the boards, the aera with the hair of foam, the painter in words, the anar henaurme. It\u2019s not a fault, <a href=\"https:\/\/fr.wiktionary.org\/wiki\/h%C3%A9naurme\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">it\u2019s a quote<\/a>. Meanwhile, others sink into the cold fog, they wander in the dark, far from the light that awakens and transports us. Tell me, you who read me, why see everything in gray? Who told you to live in hell? No one has condemned you to death, since you live in the eternal present, you will live. You might as well do it well. If you are there, there is a good reason for that.<\/p>\n<blockquote class=\"perfect-quotes\"><p>There is no such thing as chance. Everything that happens is wanted.<\/p><footer class=\"blockquote-footer\">Buddha<\/footer><\/blockquote>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I tell you about a past that oppresses you. You asked me to stop talking about the <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/lilith-and-the-reptilians.html\">Reptilians<\/a>. They ruled over us, they are still here, I can\u2019t help it. <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/predatory-archons.html\">The Archons<\/a> are freaking you out. Would it be better to sleep soundly dreaming of a pink Eden? Of a <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/north-pole-eden.html\">paradise<\/a> with two balls? Would it be better to lie? Another would like me to <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/jesus-and-his-models.html\">calm down on Jesus<\/a>. Let me stop saying that <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/jesus-in-questions.html\">he did not exist<\/a>. Should I also stop being myself? I can\u2019t.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/initiation-castaneda-subtle-perception-third-eye-to-see.html\">My visions carry me<\/a>. Often <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/curios-atmosphere.html\">unpleasant<\/a>, horrible even, <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/cosmic-vision.html\">they never lied<\/a>. Straightforward enough to show naked ass.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-66252\" src=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/jean-paul-sartre-iks24-1100x660-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1100\" height=\"660\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">Beaver, he called her<\/h4>\n<p>You tell me you have no taste for life. Let the void attract you. You tell me that you do not feel at home here, that you thirst for nothing, because nothing can be worse than your current life. Not that you suffer from an infirmity, an incurable disease, or anything like that. Not that you have no country, no roof, no food. Your deep evil does not come from there. It is the world as you see it that disgusts you. You don\u2019t want to live among all these impure, evil, or indifferent people. You thirst for absolute, perfection? Not even. You thirst for death. You think that after this smoke screen called life, death will give you oblivion of nothingness. What if you were wrong? If you were wrong all along the line? Is the malaise in the world, or in your heart?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Sartre liked to prick his eye on a root, scrutinize it long enough for it to become other, absurdly, too real to be true. It gave him the puke. Nausea, he said. Qu\u00e9 \u00e8s? No s\u00e9! <a href=\"#\">My good Sartre,<\/a><span class=\"note\">he was anything but good<\/span> whether a root made you puke, would be nice to see! A beaver told me, who knows about roots. Contemplate anything, you will find the void. And not the sheaf: it comes from the belly.<\/p>\n<p>Nevertheless. This philosophy of the absurd gave birth to nihilism, and closer to us, to the no future of dog punks. Punks don\u2019t give a shit about the roots. But they caught the eye of Sartre, the one who frowns. So they see disgusting everywhere. It rubbed off on the painting, the movie, the TV, the fastoche, and on <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Michel_Houellebecq\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Houellebecq<\/a>, the sad cantor of the ugly. The impossibility of the Nile. Nihil.<\/p>\n<p>We have the right to prefer the bright side of things. Even if the gills take us for noodles. To glorify the poop, gallerists and critics will end drowned in the manure pit. The shit is in the eye of the one who <a href=\"#\">looks.<\/a><span class=\"note\">at the sidewalk?<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">The Nausea<\/h4>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Jean-Paul Sartre<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>I see my hand, blossoming on the table. It lives &#8211; it\u2019s me. It opens, fingers open and point. It\u2019s on its back. She shows me her fat belly. She looks like a backwards beast. The fingers are the legs. I have fun stirring them, very quickly, like the legs of a crab that fell on its back. The crab is dead: the legs curl up, come back on the belly of my hand. I see the nails &#8211; the only thing of me that does not live. And again. My hand turns, lies flat on my stomach, it now offers me its back. A silver back, a little shiny &#8211; it looks like a fish, if there were no red hairs at the birth of the phalanges.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>I feel my hand. It\u2019s me, these two beasts moving at the end of my arms. My hand scratches one of its legs, with the nail of another leg; I feel its weight on the table which is not me. It is long, long, this impression of weight does not pass. There is no reason for it to pass. In the long run, it is intolerable&#8230; I take off my hand, put it in my pocket. But I immediately feel, through the cloth, the warmth of my thigh. Immediately, I blow my hand out of my pocket; I let it hang against the back of the chair. Now, I feel its weight at the end of my arm. It pulls a little, barely, softly, fluffy, it exists.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Take it easy, Jean-Paul. <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/healer-and-the-hire-cat.html\">Your nausea is not contagious<\/a>. Engage your <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/power-to-heal.html\">inner healer<\/a>. Your beaver is dead. You\u2019ll pass. Simone will stay.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-66256\" src=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/aragon-louis-iks24-1300x780-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1300\" height=\"780\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\"><em>We will sleep together<\/em><\/h4>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Louis Aragon<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Whether Sunday or Monday<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Evening or morning midnight noon<\/em><br \/>\n<em>In hell or heaven<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Loves to loves look like<\/em><br \/>\n<em>It was yesterday that I told you<\/em><br \/>\n<em>We will sleep together<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>It was yesterday and it\u2019s tomorrow<\/em><br \/>\n<em>All I have is you<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I put my heart in your hands<\/em><br \/>\n<em>With yours as it goes amble<\/em><br \/>\n<em>All he has of human time<\/em><br \/>\n<em>We will sleep together<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>My love what was will be<\/em><br \/>\n<em>The sky is upon us like a sheet<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I closed my arms on you<\/em><br \/>\n<em>And so I love you that I tremble<\/em><br \/>\n<em>As long as you want<\/em><br \/>\n<em>We will sleep together.<br \/>\n<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><a href=\"#\">(source)<\/a><span class=\"note\">&#8220;R\u00e9v\u00e9lations sensationnelles&#8221;, in <em>Litt\u00e9rature<\/em> 13<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">Absolute love<\/h4>\n<p>Contemplate what you will with your heart open, and you will find there the absolute love, which attracts, which mates and which unites the smallest particles of matter and light in a vibrating orgasm of energy. Everything depends on your gaze, what you look at does not count. You can see horror or absolute, devil or god, evil or good. You can see the mutilated body or the smile of the wounded person. It\u2019s your choice.<\/p>\n<blockquote class=\"perfect-quotes\"><p>We either make ourselves miserable, or we make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same.<\/p><footer class=\"blockquote-footer\">Carlos Castaneda<\/footer><\/blockquote>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>But that look, however piercing, will only see what is shown. Learn to dismantle the lure-mongers. <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/flu-climate-crisis-pollution-depression-fear-fury-terror-resist-to-bad-trippers.html\">The fear-mongers<\/a> who play for butter. The death-mongers, you can counter them. The showmen shown. Death is nothing, nothing is death. Live, yes. As long as you want!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>We descend, it is said, from the lemurs. I rather descend from the impassive rivers, it is my poet side.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-58571 size-full\" title=\"Arthur Rimbaud, dit Le Jeune, par iks24\" src=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Arthur-Rimbaud-sk23-1600x960-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1600\" height=\"960\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">The Drunken Boat<\/h4>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Arthur Rimbaud<\/strong><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>As I was going down impassive Rivers,<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>I no longer felt myself guided by haulers:<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Yelping redskins had taken them as targets<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>And had nailed them naked to colored stakes.<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>I was indifferent to all crews,<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>The bearer of Flemish wheat or English cottons<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>When with my haulers this uproar stopped<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>The Rivers let me go where I wanted.<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Into the furious lashing of the tides<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>More heedless than children&#8217;s brains the other winter<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>I ran! And loosened Peninsulas<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Have not undergone a more triumphant hubbub<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>The storm blessed my sea vigils<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Lighter than a cork I danced on the waves<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>That are called eternal rollers of victims,<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Ten nights, without missing the stupid eye of the lighthouses!<br \/>\n<\/em><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/poems\/55036\/the-drunken-boat\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">(read more)<\/a><em><br \/>\n<\/em><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">The void howls to death<\/h4>\n<p>Emptiness. Absence. <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/age-or-not.html\">Who live old grows old alone<\/a>. One sees the threshold where one will step. One does not see it.<\/p>\n<blockquote class=\"perfect-quotes\"><p>Dying is nothing. What kills is getting old.<\/p><footer class=\"blockquote-footer\">Lao Surlam<\/footer><\/blockquote>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>We fear it no matter what. We praise it, we miss it again. Weak will of the human face to the worlds. The song is not new. We will have to remember that in this future where nothing can be guessed.<\/p>\n<p>Guess who\u2019s coming to dinner? Death in her pajamas sat at my table. She looks at me. It darts at me with its narrow gaze, and three of us: my death, my double and I. In space, they say, no one hears you scream. Not on earth either.<\/p>\n<p>In space, a crowd of people are rushing. Your eyes are blinded. You would like to look at them, to see them. Everything remains black. They are many, yet you hear them. You want to scream, go ahead. They will also hear you. In space, we believe, the crowd hears you scream. On earth too.<\/p>\n<p>Emptiness howls to death. Absence is in your body. They are dead and you still love them. They\u2019ll live in your hands, right down to your fingertips. They\u2019ll live as long as you live.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-50139 \" title=\"\u00c0 toi mon Devic, ami fid\u00e8le, fr\u00e8re de gal\u00e8re, baroudeur infatigable et d\u00e9couvreur de merveilles, tu vivras en moi jusqu'\u00e0 ma mort ---  iks24\" src=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/2\/jcd-altiplano-98-photo-cs-iks24.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1137\" height=\"682\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #808000\"><em>To you my Devic, faithful friend, brother of pain, tireless adventurer and discoverer of wonders, you will live in me until I die. Here is JC Devic in Puma Punku in the Andes, tracking credible traces of very ancient technology.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">While dreaming<\/h4>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">As long as they read <br \/>\nDear old pals of mine <br \/>\nThey all will be fine <br \/>\nI will share my bread<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/friend-devic.html\">Dear friend Devictor<\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/alcor-opera.html\">Opera singer<\/a> <br \/>\nThey will play longer<br \/>\nTo the last error<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">I cannot conceal <br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/the-tarots-of-flornoy.html\">To the cursed potter<\/a><br \/>\nWhat he did not tell<br \/>\nI opened the seal<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">The warmth of your hearts<br \/>\nIn these fine moments\u00a0<br \/>\nCalmed the resentment <br \/>\nPut the void apart<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">I wanted to die <br \/>\nI dare to confess <br \/>\nThere&#8217;s no point to press <br \/>\nI &#8216;m a passer-by<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Swimming of the hand<br \/>\nI saw the beauty\u00a0 <br \/>\nWhen she knitted me <br \/>\nA coat made of sand<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">In the Sun I gaze<br \/>\nWith the former gods <br \/>\nThe earrings of blood <br \/>\nOne picks in a haze<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">Naked in fur<\/h4>\n<p>Make a test. Look at a lemur in your eyes, you will see <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/awakening.html\">what awakening means<\/a>. Constantly in motion, it remains motionless. Worried, serene. It\u2019s peaceful, it boils, it moves. Snuggles, it stretches. See the lemur naked in its fur. It needs nothing. Nothing cloths him, nothing nourishes him, he drinks little, he does not smoke, and Solomon was never more just than him. Yes, but the just lies. It does her a disservice. See what we have lost since we left the trees of Madagascar. See how we are k.o. standing. How to heal the wounds we make? How to relieve the pain we inflict on ourselves? How to give up the lies we force ourselves to believe? You have no worse enemy than you. That\u2019s the way it is. <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/help-me.html\">Are you feeling sorry for yourself<\/a>? Say to yourself that you are not different, neither more miserable nor more indigent, you have two legs and two arms, do not take yourself for <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/initiation-sufi-stories-fox-without-legs-elephant-meat-idries-shah.html\">the fox without legs<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>Why do the nice lemurs have this astonished look, even more, amazed? To see them, it seems that they do not return. And that\u2019s the truth. What amazes them so much is us, the people. They remember very well when we were friends. From the bygone days when our games, our lives and our loves were with them, in the branches, over jumps and somersaults. When they see us in our schools, in our cars, in our pans, do you think they laugh? No, they are sawn out that we could have gone wrong like that. Lemurs are all we have lost. Innocence. Joy of life. And <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/psychological-aggressions.html\">the sense of balance<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>In a future life, you have a very small chance to escape the call of emptiness: try to be a lemur.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-26765 size-full\" title=\"L\u00e9murien aux yeux turquoise - By Mulhouseville (Own work) [CC BY-SA 3.0 (https:\/\/creativecommons.org\/licenses\/by-sa\/3.0)], via Wikimedia Commons\" src=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/lemurien_aux_yeux_turquoise-wkpd-1600X961px.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1600\" height=\"961\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>Beyond the intermittences of the heart, he reigns. With ardour, full of enthusiasm, he expands his empire. What is sweeter than his wild heart? Crazier than the greatest of the wise? He leads you after him and forces you to run. When he steals from you, he forces you to die.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>He, <a href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/unconditional-love.html\">absolute love<\/a>. Fortunately, he exists, even if you don\u2019t believe him. I know he will wait for you as long as you need.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h2>Soul Avatars<\/h2>\n<ul id=\"item_3282\" class=\"collapse show\" aria-expanded=\"true\">\n<li><a title=\"Give thanks when you are in pain. Give thanks for every insult, every blow\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/gratitude-to-the-immense.html\">Gratitude to the Immense<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"Is it a being that drives me? Will he remember me when the game is over?\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/gratitude-for-my-pilot.html\">Gratitude For My Pilot<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"There are two wolves in us, the wolf of good and the wolf of evil\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/the-two-wolves.html\">The Two Wolves<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"I'm a sponge. Any movie, any book, any overheard conversation, I soak up all.\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/soul-dark-night.html\">The Dark Night of the Soul<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"Physical or moral, pain can be so violent that it makes you want to die.\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/pain-meaning.html\">The Meaning of Pain<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"We all have a quest to do, it's the meaning we can give to life.\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/my-holy-grail.html\">My Grail<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"Somewhere deep in the dark forest of Yourself rises a tall tower. \" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/the-princess-on-the-tower.html\">The Princess On The Tower<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"This true love,  without fear, without reproach, without expectation, without any condition\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/unconditional-love.html\">Unconditional Love<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"The between two worlds is the empty space between two branes.\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/the-crack-between-the-worlds.html\">The Crack Between The Worlds<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"This position of assembly point protects from emotional confusion out of the desire of fusion.\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/mystical-effusion.html\">Mystical Effusion<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"I feel like a fragment of the Great Whole. Finally, I am at home.\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/great-whole.html\">The Great All<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"When the door opens, when that day comes, it will be the real Christmas for you.\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/narrow-gate.html\">The Narrow Gate<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"What happens when we sleep is more important than what happens at daytime.\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/double-death.html\">You, Your Double, Your Death<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"Each human being is a physical counterpart of an immortal, probably eternal soul.\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/soul-words.html\">Soul Words<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"The more beautiful the words, the more their artificial light diverts us from the Undefeated Sun!\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/golden-silence.html\">Golden Silence<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"Some people agree with me that after the death of the body, the soul still lives\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/body-of-glory.html\">Body Of Glory<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"All of us hear inner voices. Where do they come from? Who's speaking?\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/the-inner-voices.html\">The Inner Voices<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"Higher self, double astral, inner god, inner child, soul, guardian angel ... Many names, one reality.\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/the-higher-self.html\">The Higher Self<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"Nobody is more slave than the one who thinks to be free\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/universal-lie.html\">The Universal Lie<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"Whoever leaves has something in their eyes that alerts me: a dead man on probation.\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/those-who-leave.html\">Those About To Leave<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"Racism is not a human invention, but a gift from the gods. Quite a poisoned gift ...\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/the-origin-of-racism.html\">The Origin Of Racism<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"Just be grateful to be alive, to be who you are. And who will progress.\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/dig-your-life.html\">Dig Life<\/a><\/li>\n<li>Unmask<\/li>\n<li><a title=\"Mankind lives under a regime of internal poisoning, said Claude Levi-Strauss\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/philosophy-claude-levi-strauss-hubert-reeves-andre-franquin-black-thoughts.html\">When Death Comes<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"Jesus said: be passers-by. Go forward, go backwards or sideways, but go always.\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/be-passing.html\">Be Passing<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"Doubly magical couple: closely bound by love, it is infinitely free and open to the worlds\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/alchemical-couple.html\">Alchemical Couple<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"You fall asleep and the next moment you wake up. The night passes without you.\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/we-fall-asleep.html\">We Fall Asleep<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\" On the paths of high solitude \/ Go the warrior with uncertainty  \/  Screaming at night\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/spirals.html\">Spirals<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"A dustman walked down the street of Perfumers when he suddenly fell unconscious.\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/initiation-sufi-tale-nde-life-after-death.html\">Near Death Experience<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a title=\"I have had the opportunity many times to live this kind miracle\" href=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/en\/suspended-time.html\">Facing Eternity<\/a><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-66689\" src=\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/coeur-irradiant-eclairs-iks24-1900x1140-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1900\" height=\"1140\" \/><\/p>\n<pre style=\"text-align: center\"><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">Absolute Love To You<\/span><\/strong><\/pre>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on the_content --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on the_content -->","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Contemplate anything, you&#8217;ll find void. 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