uncannily-starry

Plein d'étoiles

Encore un instant. Envole-toi.

Samedi 20 octobre 2007 à 19:19

Vois-tu cette étoile? Elle est là, tout près. Tends le bras... Tu la sens désormais?
Laisse toi envahir par cette sensation. Bien être inconsidéré que peux t'apporter ce monde rêvé. Sans le contrôler,
tu sembles seulement vouloir t'échapper de cette réalité. Mais ne te laisse jamais troublé par ces sombres pensées.
Car tout peut toujours très vite s'effondrer... Aies seulement ce courage, celui qui te permet de toujours y croire...

 Accroche-toi, à ce rêve magique, là où, ton sourire resplendit...



Allez viens, naviguons. Laissons nous ravir par la folie de l'espace infini.
Sans un mot, voler de nouveau. Et respirer. Sentir ce vent délicat.
Voguer avec comme unique but, de vivre émerveillés.
 Ne m'laissez pas tomber plus bas.


Another world

4 élucubrations

His story.

Vendredi 28 septembre 2007 à 19:09

« One day, you'll be great. » Her voice was ringing in me. Perhaps she's right. No, she's only nice. She has always given me some hope, but I was sure that I'll never do something of my life. I couldn't move. I can't still move. They come, and come again, always smiling. But I don't want their pitty. I'm not so different. I'm like everybody with my particularities. But in the world, everybody is different, no? Whatever the skin, whatever the country, whatever the religion, each one must be considerated only like a person. Each person has her own place. Nonetheless everybody knows that the world is unfair and the law of the strongest is always present. We live in the jungle. The urban jungle. Can we really survive? I survive since I was born, even if it's not everyday easy. But life is a fight of everyday. I have always been a cliabily for my parents, I was not like everybody, I was not “normal”. And nowadays, you must be normal to be accepted, everybody knows that. That's also why, several times during my short and not interesting life, I wanted to pass away, but she was always here. In front of her eyes, I was always. Throughout her eyes, I lived. Everyday I saw her. She made me dream. She simply helped me to forget the reality, a strong reality. She was all and I was nothing. Nevertheless, my biggest fear became real when I was not waiting for. Everyday she came at the same hour. But this morning, she didn't come...

Another world

6 élucubrations

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