Wednesday, 4 January 2012

Un jour, je ferai cette photo moi-même...na !

Qu'est-ce que j'aime les lucioles !

Voici un lien proposé par Chabada, aka partner in crime, que je remercie au passage, comme d'chab.

Ça arrange encore moins mon envie d'aller traîner mes guêtres au Japon...en attendant, pour voyager, je vous conseille Fubiz si vous ne connaissez pas encore.

Root-quoting

"The more I look into the crowd, the more I feel alone."

Yodelice, song "Alone" on the album Tree of Life (2009).

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"And the LORD God said, Behold, the man is become as one of us, to know good and evil: and now, lest he put forth his hand, and take also of the tree of life, and eat, and live for ever."

Genesis, 3:22, King James version.

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"As these words part with my tongue,

I wonder why they're even sung."

Ben Harper, song "Alone" on the album Burn to Shine (1999)

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“We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone.”

Orson Welles, American actor, director, producer, writer (1915-1985)

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"Joe's rule number two: If you have to leave a party, you always take a traveler."

Can't remember which character, Joe perhaps, in Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil (1997)

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“I told you the truth,” I say yet again, “Memory’s truth, because memory has its own special kind. It selects, eliminates, alters, exaggerates, minimizes, glorifies, and vilifies also; but in the end it creates its own reality, its heterogeneous but usually coherent versions of events; and no sane human being ever trusts someone else’s version more than his own.”

Salman Rushdie, Midnight's Children (1981)

I could go on like this forever it seems...this is how I react to pretty much anything - come to think of it, everybody must react in much the same way too. Pandemonium set loose in the mind, or root-quoting as I call it affectionately. Hence the title.

Always bear in mind, though, that it's the first quote that triggered the avalanche.

Tuesday, 3 January 2012

Bon vent !

De belles rafales de vent de plus de 120 km/h.

Changement de lieu : La pointe St-Gildas.

Pas de la neige...les vagues se brisent violemment sur les rochers, moussent et forment beaucoup d'écume qui, avec les bourrasques, se répand en flocons cotonneux.

Sunday, 1 January 2012

The Walker

A world passed around the clock.
In a few hours, dawn.
Shadows, on an old photograph,
Of the clouds moving far out at sea.
Underneath, a silhouette.
Precision in the wave,
The hand, delicate,
Greets or parts.
Neither the will, nor the heart, falters.
The eyes do not flinch, as blue as the moon sometimes is.
The friendship, pugnacious.
The solitude, remanded.

Time means nothing to him,
Nor does sleep,
Nor does vigil.
Existence lies in the possibilities.
No limit but that of the mind,
No thought but that which becomes action -
The dreamer walks untiringly,
Usque ad finem.