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To begin, I am not afraid of the death… what is logical since the reality of the soul doesn't make any doubt for me. Then, I am fascinated by no means in the violence; I flee it, even when it is clothed cleverly of the most attractive rags. And then… the games of the circus, modern way, don't move me while everything that is "tendency" passes to my head above. With it, my cellular telephone stays unloaded most of the time to the bottom of a bag. On the other hand, I like to speak all high to the plants and to the animals. When I welcome them at home, they become immediately my family's members… if it's happen for me to cut a tree otherwise only, I feel the need to address myself to the conscience of its species to explain him the reason of my gesture. It is not all… I can remain of hours facing a landscape, apparently without making whatever it is whereas the controversial discussions and the "brewing fashionable mental" gets me tired. I like to travel also, but without planning anything in advance, without knowing necessarily where I will sleep in the evening, without announcing for what date I will be back. To take some risks, to mark and to reject all loans to think that circulates, to feel-me at ease on the naked soil of a slot and not to disdain for as much the most beautiful room of a castle when it presents itself… to Fly in airs or to crawl under ground… to Play with a spider and to be delighted when, due to a lack of electricity, there only a candle to illuminate my room… to Pray without feeling myself belonging to any religion, to annoy me on occasion against the "Sky" without ever culpabilise… to Have a nose to capture the incoherences of the world that we built. To be demanding, sometimes challenging but yet always to stay tender and deprived of spitefulness. Finally… not to try to make believe that all it is a catalog of qualities but rather the report of a fact state.
BE TRUE AND NEVER LIE...
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