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Not to think. Never. To devour desire. Always. To spend without thinking, like a rat skimping: in both cases to go wrong. Crash to start again. Why get better? There\u2019s no point in changing<\/a>. Castigate. Gnaw. I like to have fun. Desiring smokes, nonsenses, a grain of nothing in the mist of the evening that comes. Divert pleasure. My money, my hobbies. No more dreaming about anything, living with my grief. Thief.<\/p>\n At the other end, desiring the happiness they think they feel here. Frankly wanting our paradises.<\/p>\n And you are there, you swing, stupid thing. The world is immense, but in us it is deep as the sea. You are unique like every living being. Even clones are unique. In you no bug, no manufacturing error. No decalogue, no order of mission. You are not alone. You are unique. You are all alone. You are numerous. It comforts you. You are happy.<\/p>\n When you lie to please, you are an agent of counter-initiation. Oh yes. Only the truth makes people free. Stop lying to yourself to start with. You are unique, do not imitate anyone, do not try to look like this woman or that guy. Always be you<\/a>.<\/p>\n Let us play with words, they miss us so much, banqueting and ripping once with the sound-makers, masters of beautiful language and flowery speaking that enchanted the salons of our distant ancestors, from the time of Moli\u00e8re, from the time of Sodom, of the time when the gods walked among men. Our friends the words play leapfrog, silence, listen! Exceptional potion against the disease that wins and degrades. It\u2019s called global degeneration. The only replacement we have is the bottom of the pool, and so the end of the road. The decline is accelerating and spreading. One step closer to the death of a world. The end of an era. Soon the disappearance of our little fellows, and us with, eh, no jealous!<\/p>\n Do you have to cry? Do you have to laugh? Do you envy or pity them? I don\u2019t have the heart to say it. You don\u2019t see time passing<\/em>. (Jean Ferrat)<\/p>\n The decline is everywhere, gnawing at everything like an army of termites, it mines, it moths, it breaks, it flows, it dynamites, it disinherits and everyone looks elsewhere. The decline eats us alive, who knew? Everything is so different that our leaders decline all responsibility for the programmed decline of an already dead world. It smells like the end. Seraphim are on the scent. Cherubim<\/a> are in the bath. Rifles without rifles. Bath briefs are debasing. The concubins in the scheme, the doves in the cabin.<\/p>\n Holy shit! When Adam<\/a> arrived, the angels sounded their trumpets, they shouted Ecce Homo! Here is the Man!<\/em> Joy burst forth in fragrant puffs. But there it floats. We hear the trumpets in the distance. Already! The heavenly army is back. It is there. In the yard. And we in the poop. Already the archangel of death has come out of hell. Immortal Frakacel Archangel, Death is afraid of you. On the threshold of your forge, heroic and brutal, you sharpen your gun, load your katana. A piano of bastringue beats a hosanna.<\/p>\n Rome<\/a> is no longer in Rome. The archangel was a man. With all due respect to Rochefort, the apple-green Death reeked of pineapples. (source) Jean Rochefort in Le mari de la coiffeuse. Exit homo ad vitam aeternam amen. And don’t you come back no more (listen<\/a>)<\/p>\n<\/div>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Stop believing<\/a>, stop following<\/a>, stop blind trust<\/a>. There is no system, no safeguard. In a flash of heat and light our planet may disappear and the next second will be the first of a world where ours never took place.<\/p>\n No one knows anything important. They pretend, they put on airs, they shut up and what\u2019s best when you have nothing to say. Those who speak take the risk of speaking too much. Those who remain silent run the risk of not being heard. If they have nothing to say, they don\u2019t care. The one who knows is not born, the one who doesn\u2019t know has been naked in front of you for 13 years already. The harder it is, the harder it is.<\/p>\n Those who know do not speak and those who speak do not know. The wise teaches by his actions and not by his words.<\/p>Riddle<\/h4>\n
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