Judging

It come easy and without premiditation. It's a big trait of our society, judging everything and anything just for the sake of it, for the sake of talking. I know half of the time people mean well but what is trully hapenning in their mind isn't something good. Missing facts, missing circumstances and also missing neutrality judgement lead to tension. Inevitable all the time for it's the nature of conflict and conflict are created by different judgement. Neutrality is an utopia i'll admit that, does it mean that we shouldn't try to achieve it? I think that with knowing that it's an utopia we as a human race are force (due to our social model) to judge, but why is it so glorious to judge without appeal, so brutally and so irreversibly. I don't get what's so glorious about being sure because let's face it being sure of your judgement means only that your trying to convince yourself. ''She's a bitch, he's an asshole, she's so stupid and he is so arrogant'' No mather what you think of somebody there is always reasons (not excuses) for their behavior. That doesn't you should get along with those people it just mean that not because you don't get along they should fall automatically in the ''insult'' category.

Neutrality is an utopia that we should all try to reach because in the end it's the only way to give the right to the justice.

Imagine

Agressive!

Where does this come from? Why so much violence, in word in gesture. How come these clashes of personality... could it be possible that in that madness of society we forgot something. Is that possible that all the way around we were wrong about our own nature. I keep hearing the human is a social creature, but is it really? Or are we simply too far down the line to remember any other way?

Agressivness the way people fight each other over words, work, politics, religion... If we had to invent all those rules to live together how would it be without the rules and the organization, not talking about anarchy but simply talking about maybe not be so dependent on each other. Are we really define by what surrounding us or are we just adapting to it to a point where the person we become has nothing to do with the person we could have or would have been in the beginnning. When you look back at things maybe this wasn't the best we could have done.

What's the use of this thinking? Far from me the idea of changing it from the core but maybe by understanding what we were meant to be we can figure out a way to bring the anger level down a little... you know just a little more soft, sweet and happy... No yelling, no anger, no fight... ''Imagine'' said the other guy!

Stress and people.

Where to start? In this movemented life I feel like everybody is just trying to reach stability. Just like a sailor who loves the sea for the same reason he hates the storm. While i feel the stress slowly surrounding me, I feel the old habit of a exhausted reaction. When is it you become free of mind in life? What is it that make everybody care about little things. Of course things are different for everybody, I mean something very unimportant for someone can be the end of the world for another, but why? What is it that make people so involve emotionally in stuff they don't control and make them completly oblivious to what they can actually have an impact on or make a difference for. If a wall is blocking your way banging on it won't change the fact that you are block, going around it or if you can't plainly get the equipment to go true it will have an impact. I see life the same way, sometimes I see people banging their head on problem that cannot be solved, not because there is no solution but because the solution is just not thinking about it but going around it. I guess that's why I claim I'm a very relaxed person (hopefully). With the flaws that go with it I never see what the big deal is about anything. For me everything in your way is just a new path and I trully beleive new path are something to be gratefull for and not pissed about. Lessons we learned never come from the expected but from the unexpected and I guess I just like to learn more than others, or I accept that to learn I have to be put out of my way, out of a comfort zone. I don't know...

percute

toujours sur moi cette pression
celle d'une malsaine competition
faut toujours performer
si on veut s'illustre

avec le sourrire
sans jamais s'en tarrir
le devoir d'atteindre les honneurs
seulements en etant plus en hauteur

et pendant que mon corps s'execute
ma conscience dans ma tete percute
l'esprit attirer vers dautres horizons
mais je perd la raison...

remedy to a spleen

"J'apercevais encorela beaute du monde - meme au plus fort de ma detresse, l'ultime chatiment me fut epargner -, mais je me sentais socialement inadequat."

les falsificateurs - antoine bello

remedy to a spleen

what would i not give for this
that ideal of a life i once created in my head
what wouldnt i give for a moment in it
for once not being a dream but a reality

the softness in human
understanding peace and love
in all word and all gesture
were sadness would be a far concept

i for that would give up my life
a country worth fighting for
a ideal bigger than life
universal love... imagine.

remedy to a spleen

from the deepest waves of my soul
i feel the time consuming me
am i loosing it?
or making the most of it?

my heart and my head forever fighting
making of my body this war field
my energy is leaving me
and my drive is slowing down

when all will be said and done
what will be left of those two
am i gonna have something to carry on
or will i fade like everybody else

when my faith is shaken
its my all body that collapse
and while it crumble
this doubt that never end.

just let me sleep in your embrace
rest my head on ur body
and just pass away in this perfect moment
i want this more than anything

be my country
in this safe spot i dont feel pain
like a drug paralyze the pain
your kiss paralyze my spleen

dark past

From a dark part inside of me
I still feel sadness
But for the firs time
It's about the past, not the future

Where that spleen is coming from
Forever will haunt me
But I know in the end it worth it
Because it brought me to you

Un sourrire

Dans un bouquet de roses noir
J'y mettrai une rouge
Pied de nez a la décadence
Affront à la décrépitude

Cette fleur vivante
Parmis ses autres mortes
C'est toi qui me porte
De ton énergie pimpante

J'aurai les heures
J'aurai la vie
Mais je n'aurai rien
Si tu t'enfuis

Dans mes instants de noirceur
Un rayon de lumière
C'est ton sourrire
Qui berce mes pleures.

walking

walking down the streets
perfect match in the paste of our feets
looking at you from a close distance
just walking you look like you dance

Oh and this feeling so intense
It make me loose all my sense
At the center of the earth
You're still what make beat my heart

morning gasp

I dream of lustful morning
Where our skin merge in peace
Where shiver become our morning routine
And where kisses replace the sun

I have fantasy about your love
Meeting mine under the covers
And unite in a gasp
To reach untouchable height

I have desire for your breast
The taste so perfect on the tip of my tongue
The warmth so complete
In the palm of my hand

Expectation of absolute
Not being utopic anymore
And everything we’ve learn
Shattered in our sweet embrace

Vision of your back
Hauting my mind
Like the perfect silouhette
Of all my desire

Memories of your buttock
So smooth and sexy
Where I wanna loose myself
And all that is reason

Sensuality meeting love
The impossible meeting
Things I’ve tought impossible
In you do exist

The perfect alliance
Where the perfect soul
See the perfect mind
And share the perfect body

I’m so yours...

from the past

When everything will fall into place
I'll still be looking at your face
From the deepest corner of my soul
I see an angel so beautifull

This love from the past
So alive when it blast
Where were you all this time
You, who alway's was mine

I'll kneel down to the church of your beauty
Waiting for us to be
Seeing in your eyes the truth
You are my absolute.

puzzle

Love is like a 2 pieces puzzle who come in a 7.5 billions pieces box. You have to find the only 2 pieces that work together in the box.

light

when the night fall on me
it's so dark i can't see
and no mather how much light
nothing is close to your sight

thought.

That fire that forever been burning inside of me
What keep me up at night, yes, but indeed make me breath in the day
The pain and the energy it provide me
For a short instant having the flame be teased
Having the heat getting fueled.
Where is this going I don't know but it provide me with new strenght.

coyote ugly

whats your story?
What got you behind that counter
What made you got there
Whats the story of that beauty?

That pure beauty
Not so pure anymore
How come you sold your's
What for?

I see you giving acess
to that body of yours
but I can't understand why
your so numb to it

little stranger
Thanks for sharing
But no that i'll be sad
what have you done with your life?

i'll move along with my life
i'll remember you as a first
but will inside pray for you
so you can have better than this.

les états

Je voudrais cette chaleur
D'un éclairage tamisé,
quelques chandelles allumés
des mains croisé dans la noirceur

le silence des respirations
nos deux parfums s'entremelant
dans un ballets élégant
nos deux rythmes a l'unissons

Froid d'une absence inutile
Loin de ton réconfort
Loin, là ou j'ai eu tord
Pour prouver le futile

Je perd mon temps
Je m'oubli dans ses pays lointain
Ou tout me rapelle ton teint
Et ou tes yeux sont absent

Je cherche ce que je sais déjà
Je vais au loins
Là ou je suis moins
Brulé l'essence de mon état.
Loin de tes bras

moment de ''blues''

Les yeux remplie d'eau salé
Je regarde le monde a travers se voile brouillé
Je sens le regard des autres s'alourdir
Sur la disparition soudaine de mes sourrires

Moi, je ne suis plus moi
Je suis le regard d'une autre fois
Masqué derrière le brouillard profond
D'une peine et d'un silence qui en dit long

le coeur serré d'une émotions subite
Je sens ma vie qui passe trop vite
dans les heures ou je pleures
pourtant je sens la peur

la nostalgie qui m'envahie
comme un poison qui ma trahis
le gout de l'encre sécher
de parole trop répété

Ò je voudrais tant
Combattre le temps
préserver ma passion
pour l'ultime réunion

Je me sens martyr
Alors que je suis sensé rire
Mais pourquoi cette blessure
qui me rend la vie si dure

Chaque solitude
Moment de certitude
que mes idéaux sont frappé
et que mes ailes sont coupé

pourtant je crois
je ne sais plus trop bien en quoi
mais je garde l'espoir
d'un jour me r'avoir

second place

In a life where time is money

Where money is life

Where success define individual

And individual are define by success

From the deepest country

To the finest one

All are a part

Of this rating scale

Prisoner of this existence

Where you can’t make to much perfect

But where one mistake can destroy

Everything you did before

What mathers is being champion

No place for the second

Even less place for loosers

History remember only the winners

But what about the knowledge lost

What about those who made it

But never had recognition

What are we loosing?

distant smell

A distant rose smell
From a souvenirs far away
Lost behind all the time
Lost behind all the hurt

I can remember the sweetness
Like a unclear memory
The taste of it
It my confused mouth

When was it the last time
That I could still like this
Still smell the beauty
Still kiss it tenderly

I feel lost
I feel out of myself
I feel like im missing something
I am...