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Belle Et Douce Nuit à Toutes Et Tous... J'Aurai Passé Une Plus Belle Journée Qu'Hier... Et Notamment Grâce à... GLURPS... GAAARGH!!!... OUCH! Ça Fait Mal... Grâceàvosnombreusesvisitesquim'ontsoutenu... Maintenant, Il Est L'Heure D'Aller Retrouver Ma Déesse Anima, Et Mon Bon Dieu Tout Puissant De L'Inconscient...

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...Only softly to just, jump....like time which passes it can not be transcribe......., can not be closed in a box like jewelry box with gold wrought.....just ,like...fleeting moments happening of returning ...softly .... sheet slides lightly silently, like rain falls ...fleeting moments, happening .....just as quietly , .........it is coming back, in turn the dream into fact....in the mosaic from dreams ...... ...What accompanies the mind in moments of stopping...gleam in looking to the ground, trees, in reflection of sunlight that is reflected in a puddles........just.......just a moment ..... just like a moments of something that is precious .. it seems that ......... just ,...something we carry within himself, hidden untouched by time ......... remains .......,what returns a moment like a dream ........,of stored bits and pieces, as bright rays carefully stored in the waiting room,
creator.....just enough to watch... in every day....Only softly to just jump..........just as silently pass, wade ashore .......like turns the dream in fact
Here, The Old Sun Is Shining All Around, People Are Walking Down The Place... But No One Dares To Look Around Her Nore Him. Nancy Is a Sad Place To Love, To Live Into... French Country Has Left Her Artistes... But It's The Only Truth... We Don't Need politiciens... All We Need Is Art.. Art Is Everywhere... But First In The Sky, In The Clouds, On Earth And Everywhere... In Human Beings, As In Childhood, Into Unconscious's Dreams... 'cause Life Is Just à Dream!