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“Like, who are you<\/a>? How did you get so much relevant information? I feel like you know way too much that the rest of the world does. I’ve been looking for similar articles on the net for fifteen years and I have known your site since 2011, I’m totally amazed by your foresight.”<\/span><\/p>\n

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Cool, thank you very much! Early in the morning, nice news, good start. Far from any narcissistic inclination, I avoid this bad-tempered pride which does not suit me at all. I take the whole thing seriously and combine it with humor. Friends readers, know that this post is not isolated. Other brothers –sisters welcome!– have ointed me with that oil. Thank you all. (speaker’s coughing)(probably oil)<\/em><\/p>\n

Mystery does not suit me either. (a single laughter)<\/em> I have nothing to hide, nothing to chew, nothing to spoil. But much to be annoyed. (applause)<\/em> You can see me, you can write to me, as long as I have the energy I will respond to emails from some of the 5 million readers on this beautiful blue planet. And that too is fun. Thank you reiterated. Fanfare, horn, fireworks. (laughs, feet bangs)<\/em> A lot of people have questions about me. Do not. So I chose to answer this one point by point. And once and for all, modesty obliges. (heavy applause, whistles, feet bangs)<\/em><\/p>\n

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Full monty me<\/h4>\n

First of all, who I am not. No god, no angel, no demon, no superman, no shit, no prophet, no moron, no alien, no bum, no elected, no winged, no elohim, no gym teacher, no guru, no tailor, no emulate, no guide, no life coach, no death coach, no spy, no pipole, no cagole, no boast, no jerk, no cuckold, no known. No longer a legend, nor a myth, nor a scholar. Just me naked.<\/p>\n

I am not the Pope either. Would you have believed it? I am not providence, but I think about it. I am not of the seraglio, it derails. I am not the passing girls, I have passed the age. I am not sorry to act without irritating myself on my four truths<\/a>, all deserved. And to show off my nudity.<\/p>\n

Here’s what they said about me: – Just a brave asshole who wants to fart higher than his ass.<\/em> (Ra\u00ebl) – Screenwriter and guru.<\/em> (Christian Goux)\u00a0 – We deplore at S\u00e9guin a total lack of social culture.<\/em> (Gagnepain, French teacher in form 4) –\u00a0S\u00e9guin knows nothing but he understands everything.<\/em> (Gault, French teacher in form 5) – My first 20\/20 in the bac!<\/a><\/em>French final exam<\/span> (Jean Milet, philo teacher in form 6) – You only go out one rubbish at a time but it is jostling at the gate.<\/em> (my mother) – I like to read you but I don’t understand half of it<\/em>. (an Eden Saga reader) – Hey man, I want some of your weed, looks great!<\/em> (another reader of Eden Saga)<\/p>\n

(laughs, whistles<\/em>)<\/p>\n

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Whozzatguy?<\/h4>\n

Thanks for the good comments. Everything to please. Nothing to bray. Male in his seventies who looks masculine. Point. Enough.<\/p>\n

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But still ?<\/h4>\n

I am the author I would have liked to read. I am an artist who dedicates his life to the cult of beauty, of all beauties, especially inner beauty. I’m in love with a star who gives me back my love and more. I am someone who applies. A hundred times on the job I put my work back. I am someone who doubts, and someone who does not doubt anything. I am first of all someone who does not believe and I am above all someone who believes<\/a>.<\/p>\n

I am the voice that cries in the desert. I am the desert which believes in life. I am the fire that shines in the night. I am the vril that shines in the crowd. I am the door that we push, laughing. I am the shoot that we carry while shouting. I am a very feminine man. I am a very leonine cat. I was a woman in other lives<\/a>. I was infamous and I ran away.<\/p>\n

Location too far from shore. Old too young for my age. In the eyes of the fawn, I stare at the white. Child of fire, I understand blue. I’m the one they don’t follow. I shine – it shocks the passing moron. I am the one who is acted upon. I act silently – no compromise. I am the one who obeys, who rejoices, who thanks them all.<\/p>\n

My children see me as a father, my ex too. So am I. In Tonguz belief, I am a shaman for being born after twins. In the language of Don Matus<\/a>, I am a warrior, a wizard and the nagual<\/a> of my clan<\/a>. A very poor nagual with no clan. Like Castaneda<\/a>, I messed up my clan. But I wouldn’t do the stupid thing to screw up another one …<\/p>\n

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Turn the page to the mirage<\/h4>\n

Like Castaneda, I write about myself, about my experiences, my training, my journey in non-ordinary reality. Like him, I am a three-branched nagual<\/a>, maybe that explains it. Juan Matus did not remember the part of the Rule that deals with three-branched naguals. He was therefore unable to pass this on to his student Carlos Castaneda, who therefore did not write it in his books. So I will do like him, and refrain from talking about it.<\/p>\n

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I have received many gifts in sharing<\/a>. I thank my donors, of course, but I am not talking about these donations. I am addressing myself above. The intangible gifts, the most precious, those that a good fairy gives you at birth. With me the Donor from Above has been more than generous. I want to give him thanks. We kiss her, I know she’s looking at us. For nothing in the world divine grace would not miss the slightest sentence of this saga which is his.<\/p>\n

I have met exceptional men and women. They helped me – sometimes without realizing it – sometimes knowingly. May they be warmly thanked all as much as they are the damn scoundrels. I love them, of course, from afar. A life is lived by itself, don’t you know that? Friends, darlings, yes. But still alone, at the end of the bottom. I said from the bottom, heap of unlearned.<\/p>\n

We deserve all of our meetings. They are tuned to our destiny and have a meaning that is up to everyone to discover.<\/p>