j'ai peur.

R.I.P.

here comes the sun.

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces, here comes the sun and I say it's all right.

ShameOfLiberty.

l'invincibilité pragmatique.

l'ingénuité de la solitude traversant un monde immorale.
où la haine se confond à l'égoisme du purgatoire saint.
où l'immobilité statique promet une invincibilité pragmatique.
où l'envie ce veut hautaine et superficielle.
où la dénonciation est le styx du bien-être élégant.
où l'idée se veut magnifique mais l'esperance inutile
et l'indécision un caprice de prison.
l'innocence équivoque d'une douleur réciproque.
où la mort est une élévation et la spiritualité une éclosion.
là où le mensonge se dit diplomate et l'évolution un caprice de la religion
et la raison un complément de l'émotion.
amen


voila ce qui est sorti de ma tête apres une journée forte en emotion, j'etais dans la rue, des phrases me sautaient à la tête, j'ai pris un papier et un crayon et j'ai écris jusqu'à chez moi....
je le prendrais comme une dénonciation....

postsecret.

El murmullo del viento.

scandalous hope.

Si j'étais un homme, je serais capitaine.

Gandhi.

You must be the change you want to see in the world.
Mahatma Gandhi

Indian political and spiritual leader (1869 - 1948)

give peace a chance.

You either get tired fighting for peace, or you die.

John Lennon

Imagine.

GIVE PEACE A CHANCE.

the fabulous song of john lennon.....why we shouldn't try??

you should go see the exhibition that yoko made at the musé des beaux-arts in montreal, it's call imagine and it's about peace and hope.....with obviously a little bit of music...!

open your mind.....

non saprei.

sometimes a little feeling, i want to go far away. I want to be alone, I want to know new people, I want to take pictures, take the emotion of the people around me.... non so perche... voglia di libertà? insomma, non ho più voglia di scrivere...

In love by the kooks

If she's a blond or brunette
Or if she's slim or she's fat
It doesn't matter at all
When I fall, I fall
It's in the way that she walks
And then I smile when she talks
I'm simply losing my head
And I fall
You may see me as a thinker
Always hiding from his own insanity
Like a bucket or a tin can
So confide within my personality
I met sally at a bus stop
We fell in love
And we got married inside my head
If she's a blond or brunette
Or if she's slim or she's fat
It doesn't matter at all
When I fall, I fall
It's in the way that she walks
And then I smile when she talks
I'm simply losing my head
And I fall, I fall
In love
My family says that I just linger
Never ever show responsibility
To be honest
I'm a drinker
Can't hold on to anything too good for me
julie caught me in a food shop
We were lost and had it off in a "cavrolet"
If she's a blond or brunette
Or if she's slim or she's fat
It doesn't matter at all
When I fall, I fall
It's in the way that she walks
And then I smile when she talks
I'm simply losing my head
And I fall, I fall
Mary stole my cousin Reno
But I really like the taste of her lips so sweet
It happens everytime I meet another girl
Now it's you
If she's a blond or brunette
Or if she's slim or she fat
It doesn't matter at all
When I fall, I fall
It's in the way that she walks
And then I smile when she talks
I'm simply losing my head
And I fall, I fall
In love
In love
In love