tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55553197723462143022024-03-29T04:29:52.382+01:00COMMANDO GOMESSENDEni dieu, ni roi, ni mondialisation;
la voici une autre, qui sinon vieille, belle chansoncommando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.comBlogger2183125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-31163874037346231512024-03-25T19:23:00.004+01:002024-03-28T08:59:20.985+01:00SINISTRES PEINTRES<div style="text-align: justify;"><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>Sinistres
peintres qui, en voyant dans le monde deux mondes, peignent lequel
tiennent par le sien en rose, ainsi que lequel des autres en rouge. </span>
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<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> </span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikd1sQvqThLQBCj02xhZ3wQWed2UwNQrlw3UshG4FHRzsAHmbS2geJk5ZNlmJyDhm9NW9gJrVJM7WP9WuCpLxUjmNepPiYdwJK6XcKr9zdQd2V-RumQxKLj7_EB3YoX73tZThXcfCzBIrXdcF0DCyk7vDtQ0PoNwiT30m-xNH2mI1RKvdxTpao6nIQKvk/s1800/Sinistres%20peintres%201.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikd1sQvqThLQBCj02xhZ3wQWed2UwNQrlw3UshG4FHRzsAHmbS2geJk5ZNlmJyDhm9NW9gJrVJM7WP9WuCpLxUjmNepPiYdwJK6XcKr9zdQd2V-RumQxKLj7_EB3YoX73tZThXcfCzBIrXdcF0DCyk7vDtQ0PoNwiT30m-xNH2mI1RKvdxTpao6nIQKvk/w400-h300/Sinistres%20peintres%201.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Nonobstant !</span></div><div><p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_bVLexLAyvLJ9m3C6aq24fwKLXN4QzoSCPR-TuDioTOGwFIshoMQSoPxtxtF1Q1se53fAIEJyxwAm4nUjbt5gpdyX_F0OyafKAVEn_4Hy3U0u5zxM1vi591_0C77IdjnysUjFkXaR4xSDPCj3WPMRUhiTde85qX_M3ra0aTEr1V_lJPPAMaGEhD6gQGU/s1800/Sinistres%20peintres%202.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_bVLexLAyvLJ9m3C6aq24fwKLXN4QzoSCPR-TuDioTOGwFIshoMQSoPxtxtF1Q1se53fAIEJyxwAm4nUjbt5gpdyX_F0OyafKAVEn_4Hy3U0u5zxM1vi591_0C77IdjnysUjFkXaR4xSDPCj3WPMRUhiTde85qX_M3ra0aTEr1V_lJPPAMaGEhD6gQGU/w400-h300/Sinistres%20peintres%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Le
rouge, la couleur du sang qui parfois, on doit faire verser pour
écrire avec : « paix », n’a rien à avoir avec le
frivole rose, déteint celui-ci de celui-là.</span></div><p></p>
<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-73449618244398444242024-03-21T20:19:00.005+01:002024-03-21T20:23:26.641+01:00LES ÉLUS ET LEURS ÉLECTEURS<div><div><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>Les
élus, en se regardant, croient qu’ils regardent leurs électeurs,
lesquels se montrent heureux ainsi que fiers d’eux : ses
maîtres !</span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz05sQq0HdOLaR4xKgrzdGVDFe4ya3B-nEHcY7P8s9vPggnyLJUQRBl0WsuexTDzrPMNzzQFPUTwopUB2yPs6vjCHHuIdKs18w6JrhGixFdAeAiLZu_HJ7feNnc52cwj1W4UXPTk5U8OH9ksknMCCom0XW6zpw9QmBcQRm1Tt6-eekzzzOzr5yw3daJNA/s1800/Les%20%C3%A9lus%20et%20leurs%20%C3%A9lecteurs%201.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz05sQq0HdOLaR4xKgrzdGVDFe4ya3B-nEHcY7P8s9vPggnyLJUQRBl0WsuexTDzrPMNzzQFPUTwopUB2yPs6vjCHHuIdKs18w6JrhGixFdAeAiLZu_HJ7feNnc52cwj1W4UXPTk5U8OH9ksknMCCom0XW6zpw9QmBcQRm1Tt6-eekzzzOzr5yw3daJNA/w400-h300/Les%20%C3%A9lus%20et%20leurs%20%C3%A9lecteurs%201.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Pourtant,
les électeurs, en se regardant, ne se sentent absolument pas
heureux, ni non plus fiers de leurs élus.</span></div><p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgftGIOxnno_r6RkJZwrDeBz-ZpzdzkfMQFz42kayQgKfSyRFXgUQWohpwclrXSakzS0kzOcQFtwPAUooiaR6y2vJ7gyIpFSPCtpVeq27WEav1gU4ySCsveIqHtPsEhu3fyDZ3EHc3s29ums0wbPr_e62xm4XMnN11j5bUKFHHFtrNuUudiS7ZjM2RgA3s/s1800/Les%20%C3%A9lus%20et%20leurs%20%C3%A9lecteurs%202.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgftGIOxnno_r6RkJZwrDeBz-ZpzdzkfMQFz42kayQgKfSyRFXgUQWohpwclrXSakzS0kzOcQFtwPAUooiaR6y2vJ7gyIpFSPCtpVeq27WEav1gU4ySCsveIqHtPsEhu3fyDZ3EHc3s29ums0wbPr_e62xm4XMnN11j5bUKFHHFtrNuUudiS7ZjM2RgA3s/w400-h300/Les%20%C3%A9lus%20et%20leurs%20%C3%A9lecteurs%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Ces
électeurs-là, qui ne doivent pas chercher les coupables de leur
malheur ailleurs, il a été son choix d’avoir tels minables élus.</span></div><p></p>
<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-20207199406757511402024-03-20T02:25:00.006+01:002024-03-20T02:34:51.245+01:00LA VIE N'EST PAS, PEUT-ÊTRE, UN ESCALIER, MAIS UNE PENTE<div><div><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>La
vie nous fait tous mettre dans un escalier dans lequel les uns le montent
ainsi qu’à d’autres qui le descendent.</span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyr6F9BFh0xQTimrAqxlEMy9BqgAJiRgr7Xm1ULKi6b184-Jp2cWG7IhF1QVOVreXRsoNUmRWAPCH0HjUFx9Iy7JPbEtb3KWqmm8qkv1yZyjrG_9L1igMsN2nMEL_9ZcOOZpOm-tObWTnrBgt3fKiApJH5Ad1FeLoy1I6asJ447KokzQFUlKcKEH_Ss8/s1800/La%20vie%20n%E2%80%99est%20pas,%20peut-%C3%AAtre,%20un%20escalier,%20mais%20une%20pente%201.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyr6F9BFh0xQTimrAqxlEMy9BqgAJiRgr7Xm1ULKi6b184-Jp2cWG7IhF1QVOVreXRsoNUmRWAPCH0HjUFx9Iy7JPbEtb3KWqmm8qkv1yZyjrG_9L1igMsN2nMEL_9ZcOOZpOm-tObWTnrBgt3fKiApJH5Ad1FeLoy1I6asJ447KokzQFUlKcKEH_Ss8/w400-h300/La%20vie%20n%E2%80%99est%20pas,%20peut-%C3%AAtre,%20un%20escalier,%20mais%20une%20pente%201.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Alors,
lorsque les uns se heurtent avec les autres qui descendent, pourvus
de l’élan de la descente, ils prennent de l’avantage. </span></div>
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<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeOaTKTJgH2MrLJT2tP2ZIeL3KwO8pPKGdFwlQ84eZRY3DHgmnRnPl7jc0f_33dQPe0BI9KWp3d7poTtAt2lD03ziSoQWFewdVAPD9xzPzUmmGQooJKOjkDxqqLVIR4yVyPKOKHt7cVYlbQz-R_D-oUwf9zR9-XkaBIvQnYkkBUiHutDXiIggGn5DWKBE/s1800/La%20vie%20n%E2%80%99est%20pas,%20peut-%C3%AAtre,%20un%20escalier,%20mais%20une%20pente%202.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeOaTKTJgH2MrLJT2tP2ZIeL3KwO8pPKGdFwlQ84eZRY3DHgmnRnPl7jc0f_33dQPe0BI9KWp3d7poTtAt2lD03ziSoQWFewdVAPD9xzPzUmmGQooJKOjkDxqqLVIR4yVyPKOKHt7cVYlbQz-R_D-oUwf9zR9-XkaBIvQnYkkBUiHutDXiIggGn5DWKBE/w400-h300/La%20vie%20n%E2%80%99est%20pas,%20peut-%C3%AAtre,%20un%20escalier,%20mais%20une%20pente%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> D’où,
ceux-ci arriveront à mettre pieds sur terre. Pourtant, les
chercheurs de hauts désirs tomberont dans l’abîme.</span></div><p></p>
<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-37827159514544478432024-03-17T04:05:00.003+01:002024-03-18T17:24:37.796+01:00RESTER SOUS TERRE OU S'EN ALLER AU CIEL, VOILÀ LA QUESTION<div style="text-align: justify;"><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>Tous,
nous allons mourir, et même les soi-disant fils de Dieu « le
grand forniqueur » qui se croient en aller (après la mort,
évidemment) à la droite de leur père supposé, où curieusement
presque aucun ne veut pas aller. </span>
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<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUJO2_bQS3tmF5ayRRBpecr5lMFhXdpsdgGWhA22RQXhqf40XjA7hHJeE0VDiEJCze8AfFISoF1j6FdVlJVCQUmJlArQnYuU0SFdLkGtpBoYe3nUSxSrmW2v6oNbP266BRmKbvPAHKqMFSXewXvZC1d1lsUAS9x4Ocfl8iiSJM4dDhq6I7jmOFnkCNZP0/s1800/Rester%20sous%20terre%20ou%20s%E2%80%99en%20aller%20au%20ciel,%20voil%C3%A0%20la%20question%201.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUJO2_bQS3tmF5ayRRBpecr5lMFhXdpsdgGWhA22RQXhqf40XjA7hHJeE0VDiEJCze8AfFISoF1j6FdVlJVCQUmJlArQnYuU0SFdLkGtpBoYe3nUSxSrmW2v6oNbP266BRmKbvPAHKqMFSXewXvZC1d1lsUAS9x4Ocfl8iiSJM4dDhq6I7jmOFnkCNZP0/w400-h300/Rester%20sous%20terre%20ou%20s%E2%80%99en%20aller%20au%20ciel,%20voil%C3%A0%20la%20question%201.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /> Tous,
j’insiste, absolument tous, mourrons ; ce qui n’est pas
dramatique, c’est la course de la vie qui arrive à son but… dont
la mort.</span><p></p></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAc0zX2eO_pJwPqe_HzBeLj8mtObA33VhgiAmxlqy250vgdYa2O0eXZ1zLgY1VHhUmPG0dCzrOzjodYPqH8xBqnhua-hwYhEURvP8Mx18lndDxy7IVkmkc8Bi9M6ftuqN10KRPZG7H5J3iTt-d9M-qmQda9IS_4c4pXXpeDT8mvoQTLfdtW6z78qTs57w/s1800/Rester%20sous%20terre%20ou%20s%E2%80%99en%20aller%20au%20ciel,%20voil%C3%A0%20la%20question%202.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAc0zX2eO_pJwPqe_HzBeLj8mtObA33VhgiAmxlqy250vgdYa2O0eXZ1zLgY1VHhUmPG0dCzrOzjodYPqH8xBqnhua-hwYhEURvP8Mx18lndDxy7IVkmkc8Bi9M6ftuqN10KRPZG7H5J3iTt-d9M-qmQda9IS_4c4pXXpeDT8mvoQTLfdtW6z78qTs57w/w400-h300/Rester%20sous%20terre%20ou%20s%E2%80%99en%20aller%20au%20ciel,%20voil%C3%A0%20la%20question%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /> Pourtant,
lesquels se considèrent fils de mère et de père mortels, ainsi que
mortels, eux aussi, voient le cycle vie-mort autrement. On retourne à
la nature d’où on est sorti avec la joie d’avoir vécu en paix
et en harmonie avec la vie.</span><p></p></div>
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<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-48104822868504682232024-03-14T19:28:00.003+01:002024-03-14T19:31:03.558+01:00PERMIS DE FAIRE BRUIT<div><div><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span> </span>Il
n’y a pas repos pour les oreilles des personnes qui n’aiment pas
les sons des perceuses.</span></span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht4QT1IXIDwBMwOOyCLyGnIylPZYIBxayL9rwY_xDLQq_LKMUNQIjS1b27OQ8BWaz_4sTuDSpC3uDgb-1m_n_usAFjVt8mPT3wpgL5IOZmkcz_VxJy5thEjC-y2vObJozrUOw_mJUv-YSgLrrp_z-cga1jAc1-HI5CQv_8nO8AANg4NNWmT43qIMFTt8Q/s1800/Permis%20de%20faire%20bruit%201.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht4QT1IXIDwBMwOOyCLyGnIylPZYIBxayL9rwY_xDLQq_LKMUNQIjS1b27OQ8BWaz_4sTuDSpC3uDgb-1m_n_usAFjVt8mPT3wpgL5IOZmkcz_VxJy5thEjC-y2vObJozrUOw_mJUv-YSgLrrp_z-cga1jAc1-HI5CQv_8nO8AANg4NNWmT43qIMFTt8Q/w400-h300/Permis%20de%20faire%20bruit%201.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Les
hommes, armés de ses trucs infernaux, sont partout en ville ;
autant les espaces publics que privés, et, quand les gros appareils
s’arrêtent, prennent la relève, autres plus maniables, aux mains
des voisins inconsidérés, pour faire de ses maisons, j’en
suppose, chose pareille à un fromage de gruyère.</span></div><p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcE0sRHulk6VrEzIe5VpyDsniJ1o0hL-wGZmziSsuoD3y-Pzo-xS_xXnnq_op6BVPpJ8FulQfencAufHDA06KzJt1hFuBQoEwpE6MzZUguWu-lSPsr0I1osdKCVmTEncz1wmUrvTr6xf1zGOK8Wl3udz6kz0utl2osacmevbSBA0OvQSSDJyKyKNPeUng/s1800/Permis%20de%20faire%20bruit%202.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcE0sRHulk6VrEzIe5VpyDsniJ1o0hL-wGZmziSsuoD3y-Pzo-xS_xXnnq_op6BVPpJ8FulQfencAufHDA06KzJt1hFuBQoEwpE6MzZUguWu-lSPsr0I1osdKCVmTEncz1wmUrvTr6xf1zGOK8Wl3udz6kz0utl2osacmevbSBA0OvQSSDJyKyKNPeUng/w400-h300/Permis%20de%20faire%20bruit%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Il
se dit que les rats aiment le fromage ; je n’en doute pas et
même, je le constate.</span></div><p></p>
<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-24511126039768921062024-03-11T20:21:00.001+01:002024-03-11T20:24:05.654+01:00OÙ VONT NOS PENSÉES<div><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>Là-haut,
dans l’espace, dont les effluves de nos pensées s’envolent, tout
est en ordre.</span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNjlV9OP-eTws-ZsahkUA41ONCwqPmmmeC2LU6RZlhbTosMbOqSBtuh2Kn-wXZKq1Ycr55S8LLvE9IIDc5UL80cjR16TQ-16lofhvHtPT4lym8WxIC41ZUvq2mhT8i1UqUsFPiSZFd2x6BsJHrE7zUsZ1zZ_cPlw15IRzuFY41RYj08VCPz8g_03_Ea88/s1800/O%C3%B9%20vont%20nos%20pens%C3%A9es%C2%A0%3F%201.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNjlV9OP-eTws-ZsahkUA41ONCwqPmmmeC2LU6RZlhbTosMbOqSBtuh2Kn-wXZKq1Ycr55S8LLvE9IIDc5UL80cjR16TQ-16lofhvHtPT4lym8WxIC41ZUvq2mhT8i1UqUsFPiSZFd2x6BsJHrE7zUsZ1zZ_cPlw15IRzuFY41RYj08VCPz8g_03_Ea88/w400-h300/O%C3%B9%20vont%20nos%20pens%C3%A9es%C2%A0%3F%201.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /> Pourtant…
(?)<span> </span> </span></p><p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCWSUhGpFnsXxjptPBKjnDxI1Gt1hyphenhyphenUfIleyUVpfG6i0Ably-3sY6b0xTGN53u9C7bYrcGIvFxCRo86SD_STBrcGuDIITTBB1Z0xdtcT3dF0dp_RlU3nBeg0tk2ItVnkFlKRMqsbVUBMbuQO_-YMfDpO4jGmqTgnTU-gObF8mpjEsTHPBJ99ohyXOmEN0/s1800/O%C3%B9%20vont%20nos%20pens%C3%A9es%C2%A0%3F%202.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCWSUhGpFnsXxjptPBKjnDxI1Gt1hyphenhyphenUfIleyUVpfG6i0Ably-3sY6b0xTGN53u9C7bYrcGIvFxCRo86SD_STBrcGuDIITTBB1Z0xdtcT3dF0dp_RlU3nBeg0tk2ItVnkFlKRMqsbVUBMbuQO_-YMfDpO4jGmqTgnTU-gObF8mpjEsTHPBJ99ohyXOmEN0/w400-h300/O%C3%B9%20vont%20nos%20pens%C3%A9es%C2%A0%3F%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Ici-bas,
dans la Terre, d’où ces pensées émanant, tout est absolument
désordonné.</span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></div>
<p></p><p></p>
<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-22991175513489658852024-03-08T20:33:00.006+01:002024-03-08T20:38:39.324+01:00L'ESCALADE DES HAINEUX<div><div><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>Les
haineux, pour haïr comme il faut, soit, en tout</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
tétrique splendeur, ils doivent se placer </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">dans</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
le plus haut de la pyramide</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">,
de la sociét</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">é</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">d</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">écadent…</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
Soit, en ce qu’</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">elle</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">est
devenue</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">.
</span>
</p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE3KqDHyBmJL9MHN7NzY3VU9WIZylSg3qaqeWxdy3dF9cNAZOABhllwGB320Z4zKkZk7DtWE2pI_ItZgAiArgOG52U_Ylx6qMk5Wu642vc8f4hBkwBgbaCl8uz2iGKTVcipwixDoRYAgRvc0naqjoCaC_9dwJAWoE9YK-HEtWaFdCt13fhvQwFBGESzaY/s1800/L%E2%80%99escalade%20des%20haineux%201.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE3KqDHyBmJL9MHN7NzY3VU9WIZylSg3qaqeWxdy3dF9cNAZOABhllwGB320Z4zKkZk7DtWE2pI_ItZgAiArgOG52U_Ylx6qMk5Wu642vc8f4hBkwBgbaCl8uz2iGKTVcipwixDoRYAgRvc0naqjoCaC_9dwJAWoE9YK-HEtWaFdCt13fhvQwFBGESzaY/w400-h300/L%E2%80%99escalade%20des%20haineux%201.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Ainsi</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">,
pour y faire, </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">ceux-là,</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
en se mett</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">a</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">nt
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">dans</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
la politique </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">dont
ils</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
grimpent, jouant les coudes </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">pour
y arriver</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">.
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">La
démocratie, débilitée par leurs croyants sans esprit qui,
embobinés par les insatiables marchants sans scrupules, font </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">inciter</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
ces victimes propitiatoires à </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">les
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">mettre
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">les
haineux </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">l</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">à-</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">haut…</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
avec condescendance !</span></div><p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi04pSa2WBa3QF0cqZLFVttfp213piLHIVM7CLboL2BkNbivRnp04gmayH4PRNufNi8hjAtv_kCCJ6-mzAi4lbUWtrNrSH2pAosDUfYD6VOCzrGUgmE1ekmRa8l9zb1pQW-id_foHhv836aZcoSUdWoya5rfHjmIFC7fI70RIpsLevotLh4eAsdu93Q5Us/s1800/L%E2%80%99escalade%20des%20haineux%202.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi04pSa2WBa3QF0cqZLFVttfp213piLHIVM7CLboL2BkNbivRnp04gmayH4PRNufNi8hjAtv_kCCJ6-mzAi4lbUWtrNrSH2pAosDUfYD6VOCzrGUgmE1ekmRa8l9zb1pQW-id_foHhv836aZcoSUdWoya5rfHjmIFC7fI70RIpsLevotLh4eAsdu93Q5Us/w400-h300/L%E2%80%99escalade%20des%20haineux%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Une
fois-là, les haineux, haïssent à goût </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">leurs
votants,</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
en attendant </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">leur
réponse</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">,
soit</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">dévote
dévotion, soit</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">du
mépris ; peu importe, pourvu qu</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e
cela</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
ne soit pas</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">de
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">l’</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">indifférence.
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
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</span></div>
<p style="text-align: justify;"></p>
commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-8711276945621675812024-03-05T23:03:00.007+01:002024-03-08T13:45:37.393+01:00LES TEMPS PASSENT, LES MANIÈRES CHANGENT<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>L</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">’époque
dont on vit est e</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">n</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
train de se noyer dans les eaux turbulentes qu</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">i
y</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
coulent. La renaissance, depuis des eaux troubles, j’</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">ignore
maintenant</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">ce
qu’elle apportera ; quoi qu’il en soit, r</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">ien
de</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
pire, voyons. </span>
</p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkYC-po1YA5RpGOkne0v1AAS1h-idIA4aSnuQOCr-KgIZnoT9Rd8ds5CmzmkTIPBDMCDGiLt_NnE20gfHDJoVvco30YJebeZ6WONWgwB131sq1tMa9O1OHCixIi4QxDd16b6dtPnV-SWouY0SzV75i-SBE_BtZ1qMxgnqJ2_MgF0cPJSZjE6DUyEzDur8/s1800/Les%20temps%20passent,%20les%20mani%C3%A8res%20changent%201.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkYC-po1YA5RpGOkne0v1AAS1h-idIA4aSnuQOCr-KgIZnoT9Rd8ds5CmzmkTIPBDMCDGiLt_NnE20gfHDJoVvco30YJebeZ6WONWgwB131sq1tMa9O1OHCixIi4QxDd16b6dtPnV-SWouY0SzV75i-SBE_BtZ1qMxgnqJ2_MgF0cPJSZjE6DUyEzDur8/w400-h300/Les%20temps%20passent,%20les%20mani%C3%A8res%20changent%201.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /> Ainsi,
dans</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
cette époque, dont nous sommes, est héritière de celle-là dont
l’église a voulu s’emparer du monde. </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">E</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">lle,
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">en
échouant,</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
s’est vu</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
emparée par une curie laïqu</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e,</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
pas mieux… </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">pour
les dévots </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">tous</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">.
</span><p></p></div>
<p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzj6boofLtPLU4grVRJSyzNMtiEIqXkbpfIPFHLYAKuUVDIO0d8xbW2HzkaGIQbHrpkbGg2fiLn_mrEIcgrqg6OMScxkYvs76W8Sq59CxKvrgSG7CijZXD7bzz0gGmCkfsXvlm4HkIu-swWYkey4M5eSN-mjnIsD6e6FdBQzcKtdiS7AYNXTxu9e2hitQ/s1800/Les%20temps%20passent,%20les%20mani%C3%A8res%20changent%202.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzj6boofLtPLU4grVRJSyzNMtiEIqXkbpfIPFHLYAKuUVDIO0d8xbW2HzkaGIQbHrpkbGg2fiLn_mrEIcgrqg6OMScxkYvs76W8Sq59CxKvrgSG7CijZXD7bzz0gGmCkfsXvlm4HkIu-swWYkey4M5eSN-mjnIsD6e6FdBQzcKtdiS7AYNXTxu9e2hitQ/w400-h300/Les%20temps%20passent,%20les%20mani%C3%A8res%20changent%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /> L</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">’héritière
ne se por</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">t</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e
pas mieux non plus. La satrapie qui a pris l</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">a</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
relève, elle</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
a échou</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">é</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
à plusieurs reprises et à but de souffle, elle a mis ses enfants de
chœur, criant ses mensonges pour les faire crédibles.</span><p></p></div>
<p></p>
<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-76290989524319815952024-03-02T13:56:00.006+01:002024-03-02T14:03:11.889+01:00UNE FILLETTE ET UN CHAT<div><div><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>Qui
conna</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">ît
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">les
chats le sait : un chat, normal lui, </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">n</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e
se subjugue à maître ; là où il siège, il est le maître.
Alors, je vais </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">vous
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">raconter
l’historia de la fillette et le chat.</span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgphXJQSMh0X09jBg7fpRNfWuBnXbdpym5IOhQPVugR4-DZeuqzFF1DVrVqUyYTJh4DQKyvbMZjFIMMxO24Jyv4UR8oAyihOhpMcdrQvc10-0VhZEGKcT_hW9JguEx9NNziaZt3O3IZ7xJ9V483GzUJM1gjK3hyTYTkZtRpupSxaguGH2pq3bf3Ftza3Nw/s1800/Une%20fillette%20et%20un%20chat%201.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgphXJQSMh0X09jBg7fpRNfWuBnXbdpym5IOhQPVugR4-DZeuqzFF1DVrVqUyYTJh4DQKyvbMZjFIMMxO24Jyv4UR8oAyihOhpMcdrQvc10-0VhZEGKcT_hW9JguEx9NNziaZt3O3IZ7xJ9V483GzUJM1gjK3hyTYTkZtRpupSxaguGH2pq3bf3Ftza3Nw/w400-h300/Une%20fillette%20et%20un%20chat%201.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Un
chat qui vivait commodément chez soi en partageant maison avec une
famille de bipèdes dont une fillette, celle-ci qui, en prétendant
aimer le chat, faisait de lui son jouet ; ce qu</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
le félin refusait absolument. A</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">insi</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">,
les parents de la cassante fillette s’ap</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">r</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">c</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">evant
du refus du chat </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">sur
leur progéniture, ils décident de châtrer le quadrupède pour lui
adoucir son caractère. Le regard du couple sur lui ne le </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">présageait
rien de bon… ses couilles tremblaient comme grelots ! </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">Alors</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">,
il décide, lui aussi, de quitter son domaine.</span></div><p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiITY1NMWRJXtFVX5JY2YR-uTCSgvGhaP8uQvQhpzU2yEY3Q1zUZ2HDNe-oV-Lew9PlVjGE6CjHv53Qp2zLNhBwZzL59zqIcGNWzp1CAjA6BN4ij71ab2dKzQOj2y54zXloZ0-zt3o6TEfx0f9zfQPTdxtUzfl8gMsjwEl_PqayR_R78DqPTgfVrlf38Lk/s1800/Une%20fillette%20et%20un%20chat%20%202.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiITY1NMWRJXtFVX5JY2YR-uTCSgvGhaP8uQvQhpzU2yEY3Q1zUZ2HDNe-oV-Lew9PlVjGE6CjHv53Qp2zLNhBwZzL59zqIcGNWzp1CAjA6BN4ij71ab2dKzQOj2y54zXloZ0-zt3o6TEfx0f9zfQPTdxtUzfl8gMsjwEl_PqayR_R78DqPTgfVrlf38Lk/w400-h300/Une%20fillette%20et%20un%20chat%20%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Le
chat, maître de soi, s’en va chez sa voisine, maîtresse </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">c</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">elle-</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">ci</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
de sa maison, laquelle</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">partage
avec une vie</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">i</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">lle
dame amante de sa vie et de celle des autres… </span></div>
<p style="text-align: justify;"></p>
<p style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>Maintenant
les grelots musiquaient leur jouissance !</span></p>
<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-57301949315001059832024-02-25T20:16:00.007+01:002024-03-25T13:27:20.635+01:00CHAQUE DIEU A SA TROUPE, MAIS LE RÉSULTAT EST LE MÊME<div style="text-align: justify;"><p>
</p><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>En
méditant, plus ou moins profondément, plutôt que sur le créateur,
sur ses créatures (croyants à chaque croyance, à eux en
correspondant) j’ai déduit : </span>
</p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2cgzT7wK8xbHJWbJBwjgxs62R4DlbPreOi_se2uVIeKprcKpx71wd003Vs_3cUMlJbYo3JND4APfFXIP5VdpH9AiRabFnhLeSPuZ-EK6TDcQx-7ZfYkviQUtToG2teYfr48CwZE2_lmVAO8SCvMyjGmKkmSEm_h2TOWyxAbDJW_1_fNWyAzP88gK_PJw/s1800/Chaque%20Dieu%20a%20sa%20troupe,%20mais%20le%20r%C3%A9sultat%20est%20le%20m%C3%AAme%201.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2cgzT7wK8xbHJWbJBwjgxs62R4DlbPreOi_se2uVIeKprcKpx71wd003Vs_3cUMlJbYo3JND4APfFXIP5VdpH9AiRabFnhLeSPuZ-EK6TDcQx-7ZfYkviQUtToG2teYfr48CwZE2_lmVAO8SCvMyjGmKkmSEm_h2TOWyxAbDJW_1_fNWyAzP88gK_PJw/w400-h300/Chaque%20Dieu%20a%20sa%20troupe,%20mais%20le%20r%C3%A9sultat%20est%20le%20m%C3%AAme%201.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Que,
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">selon
chaque partenariat, </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">leur
créateur, dit Dieu, est un cumul de toutes les bienveillances
imaginables !</span></div><p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span></span></span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkzLnv1zoY3nB-QWYh-hs5kI-MxL5C2FYbM9Vw9NzihBx-0Luer5aEhH_bDmwaFsSettIGHlXN5hjSyAAX4XPHgZzauQs__0EESQj_HLxk0va7hwa1EAqmHaDxk8kkVvEdz_O2cT1tNJ5S0DXbipXNhHgRFT7_TQPjPJKecBKdRZLAnwbUG7UfwnvC76k/s1800/Chaque%20Dieu%20a%20sa%20troupe,%20mais%20le%20r%C3%A9sultat%20est%20le%20m%C3%AAme%202.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkzLnv1zoY3nB-QWYh-hs5kI-MxL5C2FYbM9Vw9NzihBx-0Luer5aEhH_bDmwaFsSettIGHlXN5hjSyAAX4XPHgZzauQs__0EESQj_HLxk0va7hwa1EAqmHaDxk8kkVvEdz_O2cT1tNJ5S0DXbipXNhHgRFT7_TQPjPJKecBKdRZLAnwbUG7UfwnvC76k/w400-h300/Chaque%20Dieu%20a%20sa%20troupe,%20mais%20le%20r%C3%A9sultat%20est%20le%20m%C3%AAme%202.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Pourtant,
alors que tous les croyants, chacun dans sa confession, adorent le
sien, ils se dérobent de sa doctrine juste après </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">être
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">sorti
du temple de chaque</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">…</span></div><p></p>
commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-25219130089085631522024-02-21T23:56:00.004+01:002024-02-22T00:28:50.612+01:00L'OR NI SE BOIT NI SE MANGE<div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>L’homme
actuel, touché du barbarisme écologique, s’est fait un invétéré
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">dans</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
la matière, ce qui l’a mené à abandonner les vaches (supposément
polluantes) à son sort, ainsi que certaines cultures considéré</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">s
polluantes, elles aussi.</span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKWzTVWXzlLSQ-27py2htMM4tnS5CyBRXjHy03AuUfqe_Ku0d92xrzZ3_9MFZNx-rD60XzZjjMmAE2EwO9h7iD112Yl9gDBDxYKkaw4bePoU14sSFNCzdfilbWaAOD6i-rVDdIaIu17Z-YwTFIuFAvqaX5FXcckpy2g43OT1ny0W9JtAEtt-zPulWKyVw/s1800/l'or%20ni%20se%20boit%20ni%20se%20mange%201.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKWzTVWXzlLSQ-27py2htMM4tnS5CyBRXjHy03AuUfqe_Ku0d92xrzZ3_9MFZNx-rD60XzZjjMmAE2EwO9h7iD112Yl9gDBDxYKkaw4bePoU14sSFNCzdfilbWaAOD6i-rVDdIaIu17Z-YwTFIuFAvqaX5FXcckpy2g43OT1ny0W9JtAEtt-zPulWKyVw/w400-h300/l'or%20ni%20se%20boit%20ni%20se%20mange%201.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Nonobstant,
si bien la terre de culture se repose des excès de l’homme, les
vaches paient </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">un
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">lourd
tribut, </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">p</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">arce
que</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
celui-là, depuis la nuit des temps, a fait </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">leur</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
vie dépendant</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
de la sienne. </span></div>
<p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-1tmnYZJRtE9u2pTsyta20wNnC3NnAuW6PepVpGHbLB56BijIqADLuiGqMXlR8B4qkZjXZcsrFDHUkwtSlaCD0vWNXLgqJ0TlhAt4W2lixN_zJf0OB3xcUse2PGNuirFCg9gwX8L1QAYvtX17HtyV2huBxDGTl5ySZ01ppWTXXtWRxzov36frkHCnxeI/s1800/L%E2%80%99or%20ni%20se%20boit%20ni%20se%20mange%202.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-1tmnYZJRtE9u2pTsyta20wNnC3NnAuW6PepVpGHbLB56BijIqADLuiGqMXlR8B4qkZjXZcsrFDHUkwtSlaCD0vWNXLgqJ0TlhAt4W2lixN_zJf0OB3xcUse2PGNuirFCg9gwX8L1QAYvtX17HtyV2huBxDGTl5ySZ01ppWTXXtWRxzov36frkHCnxeI/w400-h300/L%E2%80%99or%20ni%20se%20boit%20ni%20se%20mange%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Une
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">fois
que l’homme a fait disparaître les vaches. </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">P</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">our
réparer le mal causé, il a fabriqué « en or » une
vache sacrée. Pourtant, même en </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">étant
nombreux,</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">les</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
cornus </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">parmi
eux</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">,
la vache sacrée </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">n</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">s</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
reprodui</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">t</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
ni </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">ne
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">donn</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">pas
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">du
lait.</span></div><p></p>
<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-14048012157251557122024-02-17T20:40:00.003+01:002024-02-17T20:47:39.672+01:00EN ATTENDANT THANATOS<div><div><p>
</p><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>En
étant chez moi, accompagné de la solitude, attendant </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">la
mort</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">,
assis sur une inconfortable chaise, je me suis allongé sur le lit
pour faire confortable l’attente. </span>
</p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH0Hqci6lNtbs5dpKb9LRNCUkmBawteYvbbIfA8L9eEvupPQCtAGHFiOKGqh5j50aL7WWC2Mb0OVDHI7xEff3Z3B8_v9PN_RMMtnTkV9YGRfnIeRoCbRUKD3TmLNYq4hgSRYojEaJ2zVL-QxUMcaxgvwoocD5B2XP_XhsdcmUskS7d3Y6veETW4J8OkaQ/s1800/En%20attendant%20Thanatos%201.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH0Hqci6lNtbs5dpKb9LRNCUkmBawteYvbbIfA8L9eEvupPQCtAGHFiOKGqh5j50aL7WWC2Mb0OVDHI7xEff3Z3B8_v9PN_RMMtnTkV9YGRfnIeRoCbRUKD3TmLNYq4hgSRYojEaJ2zVL-QxUMcaxgvwoocD5B2XP_XhsdcmUskS7d3Y6veETW4J8OkaQ/w400-h300/En%20attendant%20Thanatos%201.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> L’attente
se f</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">i</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">t
plus commode, mais ennuyeuse quand même. </span></div>
<p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0ilW82oDJILtZENrBKIThYfrOS_rYfGspfi34810Ax2ip-z8rwUpd90NKo4QAFZcj_ujbmLlw1EQWpqapx1BrenOP1LqHrNSsmaZPXw8_Lhsc_MGnjewbN2WZTpLO_nK6JycTcSPq1lsed-IZDxdoaIAwvNKvp3TqRa5T1HCXTomAlY1nKBHcm6zuC84/s1800/En%20attendant%20Thanatos%202.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0ilW82oDJILtZENrBKIThYfrOS_rYfGspfi34810Ax2ip-z8rwUpd90NKo4QAFZcj_ujbmLlw1EQWpqapx1BrenOP1LqHrNSsmaZPXw8_Lhsc_MGnjewbN2WZTpLO_nK6JycTcSPq1lsed-IZDxdoaIAwvNKvp3TqRa5T1HCXTomAlY1nKBHcm6zuC84/w400-h300/En%20attendant%20Thanatos%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Alors</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">,
pour que le temps ne s’alourdisse pas, pour </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">l’alléger,
je sor</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">s</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">chez
moi</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">pour
m’en</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
all</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">er</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">au</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
bar </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">;
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">là
où, </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">en
fait,</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
l’attente est </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">devenue</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
aussi commode qu’agréable. </span></div>
<p></p>
<p><style type="text/css"><font size="5"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</span></font></style><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"> </span></span><br /></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-43723316285161833392024-02-14T19:00:00.007+01:002024-03-17T11:52:01.115+01:00LES EXTRATERRESTRES PEUVENT ÊTRE CANDIDES, MAIS PAS CONS<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>En
étant l’Écho au bord de la mer, séjournant dans une plage
solitaire ; les vagues, parfois fort prononcées, parfois
presque inaperçues, lui parlaient (il disait) sur les extraterrestres.
</span>
</p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"></span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHv2j83cCSeVfV-eYSV0jFJPHmXpFIATp-xL6uIbTaFUEaMaTJjjfpJ-WU-EuKjI_1nNC7ykw_IRHxtuIUFXbWBymD-k808L1G1EgQ04xgARjfroZbE79BlGVSS15CjcXj4qLoqWbMnJ18ZXYrzB64yP8dHCXbhpUJyqlChnKNIoeJnoc0K0ehiknDTqw/s1800/Les%20extraterrestres%20peuvent%20%C3%AAtre%20candides,%20mais%20pas%20cons%201.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHv2j83cCSeVfV-eYSV0jFJPHmXpFIATp-xL6uIbTaFUEaMaTJjjfpJ-WU-EuKjI_1nNC7ykw_IRHxtuIUFXbWBymD-k808L1G1EgQ04xgARjfroZbE79BlGVSS15CjcXj4qLoqWbMnJ18ZXYrzB64yP8dHCXbhpUJyqlChnKNIoeJnoc0K0ehiknDTqw/w400-h300/Les%20extraterrestres%20peuvent%20%C3%AAtre%20candides,%20mais%20pas%20cons%201.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> L’Écho,
volontiers, me raconte à moi ce que les vagues l’on</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">t</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
raconté à lui : depuis longtemps, </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">ceux-là
nous surveillent et peut-être </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">que</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
maintenant, ils soient déjà parmi nous.</span><p></p></div><p></p>
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGO7Kyu7QhHX6R5gZNvz5uoD14cBJhu04xDzjmSKJR9Giwv-Ds5lMPxl1_BRqoOlF47h97USFm586ZjE6dA4vc8As2bL0urLnF15ON1FQQrYGtkCFSFQtcJTY-PY3FQTtV6c9mkjiFx8dEKSvUQDvWDoBp4aGBJ85Rj_vGKchBfgi9klv5WFUW1CmXDIU/s1800/Les%20extraterrestres%20peuvent%20%C3%AAtre%20candides,%20mais%20pas%20cons%202.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGO7Kyu7QhHX6R5gZNvz5uoD14cBJhu04xDzjmSKJR9Giwv-Ds5lMPxl1_BRqoOlF47h97USFm586ZjE6dA4vc8As2bL0urLnF15ON1FQQrYGtkCFSFQtcJTY-PY3FQTtV6c9mkjiFx8dEKSvUQDvWDoBp4aGBJ85Rj_vGKchBfgi9klv5WFUW1CmXDIU/w400-h300/Les%20extraterrestres%20peuvent%20%C3%AAtre%20candides,%20mais%20pas%20cons%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /> Je lui renvoie ma raison : je n’en doute </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">pas
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">qu’ils
sachent de nous ; alors, en </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">connaissan</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">t </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">l</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">s
invasions barbares, </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">les
nôtres, </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">anciennes
e</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">t</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
modernes, je doute qu’ils osent s’y approcher.</span><p></p></div>
<p></p>
<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-17070396866468527542024-02-11T20:32:00.007+01:002024-03-25T15:14:01.768+01:00DÉSHABILLER LE MONDE<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><p>
</p><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span> </span>Il
y a </span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">quelques-uns</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">
qui ont tout fait pour</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">
</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">déshabiller
le monde.</span></span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"></span></span></p><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlITZS8JmrVenjGIZ9Hime-dNTfXv55tXoFyxkUq1tLN3NYUNkF803FLdCOSA5lQYSiKKlz51E0tSwuvwdK0Dil030BEvlDO11T8_ry3120MDNeMSWKkATYMThr4pGrPo74_wYQwN_QE3wUdInBi6JcVyHT0r-e1iMesYtharmXO_iSCX73Q7EPvC7SuA/s1800/D%C3%A9shabiller%20le%20monde%201.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlITZS8JmrVenjGIZ9Hime-dNTfXv55tXoFyxkUq1tLN3NYUNkF803FLdCOSA5lQYSiKKlz51E0tSwuvwdK0Dil030BEvlDO11T8_ry3120MDNeMSWKkATYMThr4pGrPo74_wYQwN_QE3wUdInBi6JcVyHT0r-e1iMesYtharmXO_iSCX73Q7EPvC7SuA/w400-h300/D%C3%A9shabiller%20le%20monde%201.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Nu,
celui-ci, les « déshabillateurs » </span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">l’en
habille</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">nt
simultanément</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">
de prisonnier et geôlier.</span></span><p></p></div><p></p>
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inquisiteurs ne s</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">’apercevront</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">
pas qu’ils y font partie ? </span></span><p></p></div>
<p></p>
commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-16293844767486406812024-02-08T19:51:00.003+01:002024-02-08T19:55:05.273+01:00JE N'SAIS PAS À QUOI CE CONCERT ME FAIT SOUVENIR<div><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>La
pluie fait de la musique en battant les vitres de la fenêtre ;
pas loin, le vent rythme. </span>
</p>
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n’est </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">pas
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">que
le prélude.</span><p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLu3wmw4kYJqKDXQZB3WrSd46cL8LHBtgKsFsoLyzFDFOPMmEAOaFLYHGAWdHvObuEGNwvwmnNbG32bxD2Fbw9ennPPlKEGxiTsxZ3c-9UWaiMP4aMIfn2iU6nW6xF5WyNZxzBaUq_JriLIOBi_p9kIHA4BZ555MoxWOMUpOH3_HeiDoJWIgZJpMnUpW8/s1800/Je%20n%E2%80%99sais%20pas%20%C3%A0%20quoi%20ce%20concert%20me%20fait%20souvenir%202.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLu3wmw4kYJqKDXQZB3WrSd46cL8LHBtgKsFsoLyzFDFOPMmEAOaFLYHGAWdHvObuEGNwvwmnNbG32bxD2Fbw9ennPPlKEGxiTsxZ3c-9UWaiMP4aMIfn2iU6nW6xF5WyNZxzBaUq_JriLIOBi_p9kIHA4BZ555MoxWOMUpOH3_HeiDoJWIgZJpMnUpW8/w400-h300/Je%20n%E2%80%99sais%20pas%20%C3%A0%20quoi%20ce%20concert%20me%20fait%20souvenir%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Au
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">l</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">oin,
la tempête fait sonner tous les instruments d</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">l’</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">orchestre :
voilà le concert.</span></div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
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<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-44690743707599495392024-02-04T20:38:00.006+01:002024-02-04T20:43:31.987+01:00LE DIVIN MORT-NÉ ET LES DIVINITÉS VIVANTES<div><div><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>D</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">u
« </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">t</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">out
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">p</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">uisant »
(impitoyable lui, selon ses créateurs) Nietzsche, à l’époque de
celui-ci, il avait dit que celui-là </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">ét</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">ait
mort.</span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi33HynykqwWx0M5n2DHg_183z8m_Ng1lSM-s6gOIoXXiT9xxotOmWTD76MrmOOpYaFO3vnI-5iJUIogHI9rlmV0fI8l5Lj_ukRZr3AffjVUu5aJMZLYe0d_wcXZncFxyJ-72CFnUK9WgUOS4zBnG5_V61MVl_3f57iBIDldXICZRv4q_0dii2PKfIefzg/s1800/Le%20divin%20mort-n%C3%A9%20et%20les%20divinit%C3%A9s%20vivantes%201.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi33HynykqwWx0M5n2DHg_183z8m_Ng1lSM-s6gOIoXXiT9xxotOmWTD76MrmOOpYaFO3vnI-5iJUIogHI9rlmV0fI8l5Lj_ukRZr3AffjVUu5aJMZLYe0d_wcXZncFxyJ-72CFnUK9WgUOS4zBnG5_V61MVl_3f57iBIDldXICZRv4q_0dii2PKfIefzg/w400-h300/Le%20divin%20mort-n%C3%A9%20et%20les%20divinit%C3%A9s%20vivantes%201.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Ce
que j</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e
n</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">’en
doute pas et non parce que je ne suis </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">pas</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
allé aux funérailles, mais </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">puisque</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
je crois qu’il est mort-né. </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">Pourtant,
les divinités</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">qui
regorgent dans notre paysage, déguis</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">é</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">es
de saintes </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">les
unes ainsi que</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">de
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">saints
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">les
autres, </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">pour
survivre aux faucilles des commerçants du </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">d</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">ieu
absolu ; </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">i</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">ls
ne tolèrent absolument pas la concurrence.</span></div><p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghZabzg9zzGgHTWJ9dWuVUNMvEItpkyhb0vHpMcv9y3NOHVdE_ZoUSB1CR2ecsmA9WO6z3ZqcZinkv7vQVz4eV9Ad4Z-FKp-cZUM_Bn0HxUqpJAJdkWH55A5_Xu5Pf_aF0iU7Secszyddb336cIrTL60WZ3oFonO7fz6A8V7ZxeC8FQQefjpBHOs-dWCo/s1800/Le%20divin%20mort-n%C3%A9%20et%20les%20divinit%C3%A9s%20vivantes%202.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghZabzg9zzGgHTWJ9dWuVUNMvEItpkyhb0vHpMcv9y3NOHVdE_ZoUSB1CR2ecsmA9WO6z3ZqcZinkv7vQVz4eV9Ad4Z-FKp-cZUM_Bn0HxUqpJAJdkWH55A5_Xu5Pf_aF0iU7Secszyddb336cIrTL60WZ3oFonO7fz6A8V7ZxeC8FQQefjpBHOs-dWCo/w400-h300/Le%20divin%20mort-n%C3%A9%20et%20les%20divinit%C3%A9s%20vivantes%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Toutes
c</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">es
divinités-là, toute une diversité conçu</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
par la philosophie des divers peuples, elles sont </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">encore
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">bien
vivantes.</span></div><p></p>
<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-81727332352259698002024-02-01T19:06:00.005+01:002024-02-01T19:11:11.632+01:00LE CRÉATEUR ET SES CRÉATURES, ADEPTES BIEN ENTENDU<div><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span> </span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">Les
intermédiaires, entre le </span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">T</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">out-</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">P</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">uissant
</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">(</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">à
sagesse infinie ainsi qu’impitoyable</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">)</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">
et leurs croyants,</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">
</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">prônent
</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">à
ceux-ci</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">
</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">que</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">
celui-</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">là</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">
les a cré</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">é</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">s</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">
à son image et ressemblance.</span></span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiPTUtNvd6DqWjXJBOkjY8CuDvwj3yyyvmtzJ-jzhz79H5t8iJYC20v6gqh_SsDCHPtpPQc7ZgbvSnuZ6fHXuLNARCQHEpsyBhiFYM0mGjZFTsGclPLhXUijMSIpu7MSJpx9WOSVI26aRHK7_dpAAjqLVGwh0W8Ce3MeC2SR4kyQnngyVJ5RFndV71hEg/s1800/Le%20cr%C3%A9ateur%20et%20ses%20cr%C3%A9atures,%20adeptes%20bien%20entendu%201.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiPTUtNvd6DqWjXJBOkjY8CuDvwj3yyyvmtzJ-jzhz79H5t8iJYC20v6gqh_SsDCHPtpPQc7ZgbvSnuZ6fHXuLNARCQHEpsyBhiFYM0mGjZFTsGclPLhXUijMSIpu7MSJpx9WOSVI26aRHK7_dpAAjqLVGwh0W8Ce3MeC2SR4kyQnngyVJ5RFndV71hEg/w400-h300/Le%20cr%C3%A9ateur%20et%20ses%20cr%C3%A9atures,%20adeptes%20bien%20entendu%201.png" width="400" /></a></span></span></div><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /> Pauvre
Créateur ! Et, pauvres créatures ! </span></span>
<p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-D0KKte2jgTCgj3xePpOT5UDzsy53Ya_shMmblg2gaRSAX-xGOOeGGLWnI1XeKFiecPJr2vAlBFTi3AQZNsadZF5OWPsXKhG0admAh6BCmBMR1Fc7LpiW4RxLTIPXoDbiG3_Xbex0YbIk8Erd428twxIMQTdKNgRmSVUFW6KRgYxZK2ipXeh9lF5T_No/s1800/Le%20cr%C3%A9ateur%20et%20ses%20cr%C3%A9atures,%20adeptes%20bien%20entendu%202.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-D0KKte2jgTCgj3xePpOT5UDzsy53Ya_shMmblg2gaRSAX-xGOOeGGLWnI1XeKFiecPJr2vAlBFTi3AQZNsadZF5OWPsXKhG0admAh6BCmBMR1Fc7LpiW4RxLTIPXoDbiG3_Xbex0YbIk8Erd428twxIMQTdKNgRmSVUFW6KRgYxZK2ipXeh9lF5T_No/w400-h300/Le%20cr%C3%A9ateur%20et%20ses%20cr%C3%A9atures,%20adeptes%20bien%20entendu%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></span></div><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"> Le
</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">C</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">réateur
devait avoir une reproductrice en mauvais état, car nombreux lui
sont sortis défectueux. En </span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">outre</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">,
le bâcleur a fait de leurs cerveaux un</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">e</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">
auberge espagnol</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">e</span></span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">.</span></span></div><p></p>
<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-20888888900835765282024-01-26T20:05:00.007+01:002024-03-25T15:19:09.199+01:00DIEU N'A RIEN FABRIQUÉ, EN TOUT CAS, IL Y EST<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>Soit
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">Dieu
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">la
nature, soit la nature </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">Dieu</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> ;
il ne faut pas à Dieu prier, mais respecter l’existence toute,
parce que </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">de
ce point de vue, </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">l’existence
est Dieu.</span></p><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"></span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMY38ATcMew2m2COxxHk53omAoYvwDEjWXEreKcJOlCy-IBjUwZH6mzcLSbeKe5urBvLFYj0qCXfw1E_1m9QArpdzDyLoRACwuLnrDUemMHqnZ20_hcrLLs9keUmsY83pp8ub3QUXXCS-k-HNryQBGXfXaWQjtfa3IOS7NiLu_Spb5-ozt9ybl6tPA-7s/s1800/Dieu%20n%E2%80%99a%20rien%20fabriqu%C3%A9,%20en%20tout%20cas,%20il%20y%20est%201.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMY38ATcMew2m2COxxHk53omAoYvwDEjWXEreKcJOlCy-IBjUwZH6mzcLSbeKe5urBvLFYj0qCXfw1E_1m9QArpdzDyLoRACwuLnrDUemMHqnZ20_hcrLLs9keUmsY83pp8ub3QUXXCS-k-HNryQBGXfXaWQjtfa3IOS7NiLu_Spb5-ozt9ybl6tPA-7s/w400-h300/Dieu%20n%E2%80%99a%20rien%20fabriqu%C3%A9,%20en%20tout%20cas,%20il%20y%20est%201.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Pourtant,
ceux-là qui prient « Dieu », qui n’ont jamais semé
grain, ni fabriqu</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">é</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
outil, quoi qu’il en soit, ordonnent, au nom de Dieu, autant à
semeurs qu’à fabricants de poursuivre leurs labours au profit
d’eux : les prieurs.</span><p></p></div><p></p><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"></span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYsFWln4ivYO29rf3GWeX6NFZOcyB3MFlXlkI-ivWTeMkR4xDl7Ksca4MDWC-ZB_IPKcX9uBRFTPF-zvh8ivXdtQYYMatNaBCLP6wiFCXxKrVUiCPunz-thXZq5VtAS00KLcuuBl0KxOTFVKx9qUjKpRQeieHf58vnkm5G18FR3FKCcYsZe5Vo4mR1wWo/s1800/Dieu%20n%E2%80%99a%20rien%20fabriqu%C3%A9,%20en%20tout%20cas,%20il%20y%20est%202.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYsFWln4ivYO29rf3GWeX6NFZOcyB3MFlXlkI-ivWTeMkR4xDl7Ksca4MDWC-ZB_IPKcX9uBRFTPF-zvh8ivXdtQYYMatNaBCLP6wiFCXxKrVUiCPunz-thXZq5VtAS00KLcuuBl0KxOTFVKx9qUjKpRQeieHf58vnkm5G18FR3FKCcYsZe5Vo4mR1wWo/w400-h300/Dieu%20n%E2%80%99a%20rien%20fabriqu%C3%A9,%20en%20tout%20cas,%20il%20y%20est%202.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Pouvoir
pris par les </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">prêtes de</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
Dieu, </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">aux
dépenses de leur clientèle, à elle exigent de ne pas exploiter la
nature qui ne soit </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">pas </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">au</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
profit </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">d’eux :
les prêtes</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">.</span><p></p></div><p></p>
<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-59220281621608517352024-01-24T18:57:00.008+01:002024-03-25T16:35:58.603+01:00INTRIGANTS COMMERÇANTS DE DIEU<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span> </span>Pour
dire que Dieu est la nature, entre d’autres vérités, le sage
Spinoza a été excommunié…
et moi, je suis d’accord, avec Spinoza évidemment.</span></span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI9kuj0gWefTvNEU5fgFWsoSE6mMZA5oe_W5Sv47KoKzjifTjktyCeJpovO1nCokPmjnxvROKbLychYqHwbfkG7s7zyL0OwvFeEDBdWTf2jiPWhBVTBi5lB1XysKmKjfv4Il4y9Hj5pz22DAEacmHRkpRVp06m6FU0FXDnr7X5xOPkUotmRz797t87Apg/s1800/Intrigants%20commer%C3%A7ants%20de%20dieu%201.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI9kuj0gWefTvNEU5fgFWsoSE6mMZA5oe_W5Sv47KoKzjifTjktyCeJpovO1nCokPmjnxvROKbLychYqHwbfkG7s7zyL0OwvFeEDBdWTf2jiPWhBVTBi5lB1XysKmKjfv4Il4y9Hj5pz22DAEacmHRkpRVp06m6FU0FXDnr7X5xOPkUotmRz797t87Apg/w400-h300/Intrigants%20commer%C3%A7ants%20de%20dieu%201.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Les
inquisiteurs « intrigants commerçants de Dieu » ont
placé dans les étalages de leurs magasins un tout seul Dieu ;
ne laissant pas d’autre choix à leur clientèle.</span></div><p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8SmJtn3Ej_ludWyE6norqJlkE3AbWv0Sh6s2ACDsS0vqDXcUI61uF-ErGY2Ml4JDqkvr-UeJ-JzMKAcO4S7NRnTCx4WMF-QC0PlzN4W49ab9rwXX_cVMnv7A3t1_K64O4vPhSGc1AReqPEAMNQHsCS4I9SX797-gZM1JhPtLHbXt3zZ5E3yRUYbQhZK0/s1800/Intrigants%20commer%C3%A7ants%20de%20dieu%202.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8SmJtn3Ej_ludWyE6norqJlkE3AbWv0Sh6s2ACDsS0vqDXcUI61uF-ErGY2Ml4JDqkvr-UeJ-JzMKAcO4S7NRnTCx4WMF-QC0PlzN4W49ab9rwXX_cVMnv7A3t1_K64O4vPhSGc1AReqPEAMNQHsCS4I9SX797-gZM1JhPtLHbXt3zZ5E3yRUYbQhZK0/w400-h300/Intrigants%20commer%C3%A7ants%20de%20dieu%202.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> En
outre, et à cause de la persécution de la clientèle autre que la
sienne, ainsi que de la lutte entre les concourants absolutistes, ils
ont tout foutu.</span></div><p></p>
<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-52028241151688401402024-01-21T19:52:00.009+01:002024-03-25T16:40:49.186+01:00LES PLANTES NE SE PROMÈNENT PAS, ELLES REGARDENT PROMENER LE TEMPS<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">C’est
l’hiver et durant les vignobles semblent abandonnés, là où leurs
vignes, sans joie ni tristesse, hivernent, en attendant le printemps
pour se réveiller.</span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> </span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnL4iVR4lPBkQ83p5FBxYBn-LIuKzctoerct5yox8AKU_1AUwO0PfsOaJu814x5I1T3oq19cYlRKHIWDpQkjETYWbU6Dvl6dMY7M5Qsc5GzikJRmJZdtIfTB0iwZUPeP0970whi4cjReJUH98R-36SiYWgzjzQSz50avL_yiBwxvF-MkJ4IiJ30Ubl2zM/s1800/Les%20plantes%20ne%20se%20prom%C3%A8nent%20pas,%20elles%20regardent%20%20promener%20le%20temps%201.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnL4iVR4lPBkQ83p5FBxYBn-LIuKzctoerct5yox8AKU_1AUwO0PfsOaJu814x5I1T3oq19cYlRKHIWDpQkjETYWbU6Dvl6dMY7M5Qsc5GzikJRmJZdtIfTB0iwZUPeP0970whi4cjReJUH98R-36SiYWgzjzQSz50avL_yiBwxvF-MkJ4IiJ30Ubl2zM/w400-h300/Les%20plantes%20ne%20se%20prom%C3%A8nent%20pas,%20elles%20regardent%20%20promener%20le%20temps%201.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Celui-ci
arrivé, celles-là s’habillent pour y protéger ses fils en train
d’affleurer encore, et pourquoi pas s’orner pour le célébrer en faisant danser leurs fringues au souffle d’Éole pour que l’air,
renouveau, réconforte les nouveau-nées. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">
<p style="text-align: justify;"></p>
<p style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span> </span>Pendant
l’été, qui suit la saison des fleurs, les fruits mûriront au
soleil de celui-ci. </span>
</p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNhgvy0BT4ZibaNoGhxWSdh-aNS_KPHZo1VSAefgPJisyJKD0-6IjtxgjemfY_BKzFr8SvBO0LExnGfKbk9sjs0iQ9XzEYSngYD9tpJHzXNgblEx8pQdXBZnob7c5nPyGPRblIIPx7dW8VtmRUGYLgpwGlF1NdDY9K2bjciYIQt3IVSiwpchsFMf1XlvE/s1800/Les%20plantes%20ne%20se%20prom%C3%A8nent%20pas,%20elles%20regardent%20%20promener%20le%20temps%202.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNhgvy0BT4ZibaNoGhxWSdh-aNS_KPHZo1VSAefgPJisyJKD0-6IjtxgjemfY_BKzFr8SvBO0LExnGfKbk9sjs0iQ9XzEYSngYD9tpJHzXNgblEx8pQdXBZnob7c5nPyGPRblIIPx7dW8VtmRUGYLgpwGlF1NdDY9K2bjciYIQt3IVSiwpchsFMf1XlvE/w400-h300/Les%20plantes%20ne%20se%20prom%C3%A8nent%20pas,%20elles%20regardent%20%20promener%20le%20temps%202.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Jusqu’à
l’automne, dont, après que les douces mains des sages-femmes leur
coupent le cordon ombilical, pour ensuite les coucher en cuves pour que
les pieds de mignonnes filles les caressent pour les convertir en vin.</span></div><p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy3EkK8E6zvJmmZxF3TWoTu75xB3h0sPlGLNtajR7ez20VzXzMc1NjWSptgxKDn8k4cVvKUlJvRGWoXgemovj9R1vX0_by6dNBMk4hmjyFHLbsqHwqw5ouQfY1EHWhefYkGbkhEpS-ytQ6MIrNFp_4vAxl2ZZbzq4-woRE-tglim7IxQ0uMcU3MXaC-f8/s1800/Les%20plantes%20ne%20se%20prom%C3%A8nent%20pas,%20elles%20regardent%20%20promener%20le%20temps%203.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy3EkK8E6zvJmmZxF3TWoTu75xB3h0sPlGLNtajR7ez20VzXzMc1NjWSptgxKDn8k4cVvKUlJvRGWoXgemovj9R1vX0_by6dNBMk4hmjyFHLbsqHwqw5ouQfY1EHWhefYkGbkhEpS-ytQ6MIrNFp_4vAxl2ZZbzq4-woRE-tglim7IxQ0uMcU3MXaC-f8/w400-h300/Les%20plantes%20ne%20se%20prom%C3%A8nent%20pas,%20elles%20regardent%20%20promener%20le%20temps%203.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Cycle
fini, tout recommence ; les ceps hivernent de nouveau. Moi
aussi, mais le même que tous les joyeux buveurs, animé corps et
esprit avec son nectar. </span></div>
<p></p>
<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-71681171588734558902024-01-17T19:32:00.008+01:002024-03-25T16:44:34.264+01:00L'EMMERDEUR QUE TOUT CELA QU'IL TOUCHE L'EMMERDE<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>Soit
de la pensée monolithique, soit du monothéisme, émane un courant
amorphe qui traîne, lesquels s’y abandonnent, dans le fanatisme.</span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCIRNzvyxraDgfVPubzIvm4h7V4PSK92VxogFpBjxsFEd0MO6qG2pEwcPkQfnN9up48woNG5U52KIdovhc1-Mk_M56iJSrG_lC5lOGFctwy0TQ8kzAoGkA4PmTBOgp1pAIxuI-iQgOJmavSi-JbftqMvvnrpBQ8I7_xKu2i9Untv82ZwvszqiBU3VlLfc/s1800/L%E2%80%99emmerdeur%20que%20tout%20cela%20qu%E2%80%99il%20touche%20l%E2%80%99emmerde%201.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCIRNzvyxraDgfVPubzIvm4h7V4PSK92VxogFpBjxsFEd0MO6qG2pEwcPkQfnN9up48woNG5U52KIdovhc1-Mk_M56iJSrG_lC5lOGFctwy0TQ8kzAoGkA4PmTBOgp1pAIxuI-iQgOJmavSi-JbftqMvvnrpBQ8I7_xKu2i9Untv82ZwvszqiBU3VlLfc/w400-h300/L%E2%80%99emmerdeur%20que%20tout%20cela%20qu%E2%80%99il%20touche%20l%E2%80%99emmerde%201.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Alors,
tomber dans celui-ci est, en plus de s’emmerder, emmerder tout
lequel s’approche de l’emmerdeur. </span></div>
<p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span></span></span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqpB9oYG1uwsIGdPg4nsAedFeq5W1LvverXxZZBTNDTlT4LtMhaP8Pd_EkI0XZWabJRY1F4HFWEGYogYxvDj4mfp8oHQwXCGT4VUf2KnEBCnbS9DTq9mxXJI9uVIsgbX4zfUta54gZfc4ZbqvvXmghjmMGMTPj4UkWaFuFne7R7ROZX2RpjXSx4UZM938/s1800/L%E2%80%99emmerdeur%20que%20tout%20cela%20qu%E2%80%99il%20touche%20l%E2%80%99emmerde%202.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqpB9oYG1uwsIGdPg4nsAedFeq5W1LvverXxZZBTNDTlT4LtMhaP8Pd_EkI0XZWabJRY1F4HFWEGYogYxvDj4mfp8oHQwXCGT4VUf2KnEBCnbS9DTq9mxXJI9uVIsgbX4zfUta54gZfc4ZbqvvXmghjmMGMTPj4UkWaFuFne7R7ROZX2RpjXSx4UZM938/w400-h300/L%E2%80%99emmerdeur%20que%20tout%20cela%20qu%E2%80%99il%20touche%20l%E2%80%99emmerde%202.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Pourtant,
dans la diversité </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">(et, </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">y
dans le respect</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">)</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
se façonne un savon « parfumé » avec lequel on peut
bien se désemmerder. </span></div>
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<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }a:link { so-language: zxx }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-11688469710106709972024-01-13T17:57:00.003+01:002024-03-25T16:47:13.491+01:00NEIGE BLANCHE, NEIGE GRISE<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>En
étant moi, un garçon encore, à la période hivernale dont nous
sommes maintenant, la ville, habillée de blanc, faisait de la
jouissance à toute la marmaille du quartier. </span>
</p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span></span></span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGi52IBzfoKYFclwciFToFSD7uFQL0thyphenhyphenm81cWfUo-SrejzmXXl0qyjiNMW3aRRQithsfdlrtD0Ih-qVgyARHEdduEHnkAURACSUil__qotYcf7-opBac1Lh67Wj6HYMblXplWu4MYBh_JYezGxz9FQvWeaP2crAL75PMkOCXUX34gmfwJdo7oW16qE68/s1800/Neige%20blanche,%20neige%20grise%201.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGi52IBzfoKYFclwciFToFSD7uFQL0thyphenhyphenm81cWfUo-SrejzmXXl0qyjiNMW3aRRQithsfdlrtD0Ih-qVgyARHEdduEHnkAURACSUil__qotYcf7-opBac1Lh67Wj6HYMblXplWu4MYBh_JYezGxz9FQvWeaP2crAL75PMkOCXUX34gmfwJdo7oW16qE68/w400-h300/Neige%20blanche,%20neige%20grise%201.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> On
arrachait </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">de
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">petits
morceaux de l’habit pour faire des boules que l’on </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">j</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">etait
les uns les autres ; aucun </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">parmi
nous</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
ne</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">sentait
du froid.</span></div><p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd7P6tmhIP21KL5Aujc0ykZoKMBPXGolfW357aoCYK5SqWkbZmLrKdrmW3Xjc_uVFvQK7HepIrLXr9317pDYhB_bRZkrs9UNDaZXrDoMWRn7o7mOINHuNZptA07ojPl3QlVlW-oyFRbJivLvopgj2PfGgyrp29S578zEQZ513oGQuorUeFR9_1cL9_Las/s1800/Neige%20blanche,%20neige%20grise%202%20.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd7P6tmhIP21KL5Aujc0ykZoKMBPXGolfW357aoCYK5SqWkbZmLrKdrmW3Xjc_uVFvQK7HepIrLXr9317pDYhB_bRZkrs9UNDaZXrDoMWRn7o7mOINHuNZptA07ojPl3QlVlW-oyFRbJivLvopgj2PfGgyrp29S578zEQZ513oGQuorUeFR9_1cL9_Las/w400-h300/Neige%20blanche,%20neige%20grise%202%20.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Aujourd’hui,
l’habit </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">blanc
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">actuel</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">,
piétiné par les voitures,</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">devient
gris (pour ne pas dire sale),</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">gel</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">é,</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">ce
qu</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">i</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
le fait </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">glissant ;
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">sur
lequel je dois faire l’équilibre… </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">J</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e
sens du froid !</span><span face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">
</span></span></div>
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<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-89230943082548557512024-01-11T10:11:00.003+01:002024-01-11T10:23:44.384+01:00LES MISÉRABLES PENSENT QUE LES MISÉRABLES SONT LES AUTRES<div><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>Un
vulgaire quelconque, qui, faute d’intelligence, s’est mis à
entasser argent, ce que, dans un monde de médiocres, le lui a fait
puissant, mais sans épée ni bouclier quand même.</span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6LMbXyzXxwwdWyGAPVruq5KJmObHEr4-Ck5fiU66qGVCeVML9LjfUcd0Dom49fw496Dah0Ys29hnvGHzzmie1i2wC9icEchNSte_ZJEzFb_XqP2oyIb5UCt74MeU7c_xhx-br06DmzgTXhLSl-FNv-euXB28zM798-x3LUNpGnexcgLEePGyjjnsILIo/s1800/Les%20mis%C3%A9rables%20pensent%20que%20les%20mis%C3%A9rables%20sont%20les%20autres%201.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6LMbXyzXxwwdWyGAPVruq5KJmObHEr4-Ck5fiU66qGVCeVML9LjfUcd0Dom49fw496Dah0Ys29hnvGHzzmie1i2wC9icEchNSte_ZJEzFb_XqP2oyIb5UCt74MeU7c_xhx-br06DmzgTXhLSl-FNv-euXB28zM798-x3LUNpGnexcgLEePGyjjnsILIo/w400-h300/Les%20mis%C3%A9rables%20pensent%20que%20les%20mis%C3%A9rables%20sont%20les%20autres%201.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /> Ce
genre de personnages, qui tiennent les personnes de bien, en défaut
d’argent, que non d’intelligence, par sous-hommes.</span><p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhKOOUPfbJ6gv7JtP1MkkiQ-ryP9CtUS77W46TXECFVufZpzicTHpnkxFc3miwTqolxJBtZF7XHN1iyaUIh2q4V2qi1czwRwV8DJjOwm1x6YfUVBqvMAP6o3_5SUj0WodicYEfatS6_o_H9vrpuCmNNE0ruVSuT24GqcMd9rfg3n35IkADmcpqXSmGNzw/s1800/Les%20mis%C3%A9rables%20pensent%20que%20les%20mis%C3%A9rables%20sont%20les%20autres%202.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhKOOUPfbJ6gv7JtP1MkkiQ-ryP9CtUS77W46TXECFVufZpzicTHpnkxFc3miwTqolxJBtZF7XHN1iyaUIh2q4V2qi1czwRwV8DJjOwm1x6YfUVBqvMAP6o3_5SUj0WodicYEfatS6_o_H9vrpuCmNNE0ruVSuT24GqcMd9rfg3n35IkADmcpqXSmGNzw/w400-h300/Les%20mis%C3%A9rables%20pensent%20que%20les%20mis%C3%A9rables%20sont%20les%20autres%202.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Ces
malveillants-là font mal vivre les nonchalants qui, à cause, leur
permettent d’être puissants : alchimistes qui font de
l’argent, déchets, tandis que les ouvriers font du fer, des
outils. </span></div>
<p></p>
<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-63665086423189374462024-01-06T21:09:00.005+01:002024-01-06T21:16:11.922+01:00UNE POMME POURRIE POURRIT LES AUTRES<div><div><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>Dès
qu’on aperçoit que le monde « quelques-uns » </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">(</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">en
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">o</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">utre,
une pomme pourrie pourrit les autres) est en train de se gangrener,
avant d’amputer, il faudra chercher la cause ; soit, qu’on
puisse </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">le
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">trouver
remède aussi traumatique.</span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjks2fG2Drotx8rfG0ZFs6mrba5Pv1139jJAW908cZr3GV6SoPSMcPy7pPRIR1mQ8tQMNBU8h8AZBh9tPtDliFlwI440ghBPnfdyHMFGzeid-0biL_TBMdohDL-YEkm_K8SRY9wAcqLz9I500jpAhjMoKD8fEYNge1y9eT28d5xRG9RbehHbCSkvspH6Y/s1800/Une%20pomme%20pourrie%20pourrit%20les%20autres%201.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjks2fG2Drotx8rfG0ZFs6mrba5Pv1139jJAW908cZr3GV6SoPSMcPy7pPRIR1mQ8tQMNBU8h8AZBh9tPtDliFlwI440ghBPnfdyHMFGzeid-0biL_TBMdohDL-YEkm_K8SRY9wAcqLz9I500jpAhjMoKD8fEYNge1y9eT28d5xRG9RbehHbCSkvspH6Y/w400-h300/Une%20pomme%20pourrie%20pourrit%20les%20autres%201.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Il
ne faudra pas </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">tro</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">p
faire</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">travailler
n’importe quel cerveau normal pour tomber dans l’origine de la
cause.</span></div><p></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> <span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2lrhfnFSb2wl-bm-B1who1FQp1XY6RZN8fFu6Bv04Z9WCF6eDvar05SQO1Ndr7nM6tTwttPnoOeCq2Uzl-cM7arD5mZ3mtxFeH1HA1LXTASrhzE0Z7OQXUQEqye2n2di_cME1Q5DtNAgTAL7WoKAMT2QUhG8TgMdmFeRBGx5B9V_M8w9jm3JcLQQecrU/s1800/Une%20pomme%20pourrie%20pourrit%20les%20autres%202%20.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2lrhfnFSb2wl-bm-B1who1FQp1XY6RZN8fFu6Bv04Z9WCF6eDvar05SQO1Ndr7nM6tTwttPnoOeCq2Uzl-cM7arD5mZ3mtxFeH1HA1LXTASrhzE0Z7OQXUQEqye2n2di_cME1Q5DtNAgTAL7WoKAMT2QUhG8TgMdmFeRBGx5B9V_M8w9jm3JcLQQecrU/w400-h300/Une%20pomme%20pourrie%20pourrit%20les%20autres%202%20.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> Alors,
constat fait, plutôt </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">que
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">d</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">e
dissimuler les dangereux psychopathes aux rênes de quelques-uns des
mondes, admett</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">ons</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
que le danger émane desquels ont mis les rênes dans les mains </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">de
ces minables ; </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">soit,
</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">cha</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">que</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">
monde lui-même. </span></div>
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<p><style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.25cm; line-height: 115% }</style></p>commando gomessendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07728642149816971461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555319772346214302.post-27273061749247558212024-01-04T02:41:00.008+01:002024-03-25T17:32:14.914+01:00LES BÂTISSEURS FONT TOUJOURS UNE PORTE<div style="text-align: justify;"><p>
</p><p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span> </span>Dit
de dicton : </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">l</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">’</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">argent
ne fait pas le bonheur.</span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"></span></p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDz6jdY3W-ZaDRcEKM9bNNQj3gaj3ze7VMN2IFTnfyiVczVwJGIaFQzcQp2ouUKRzcM4Zo16YJWj1xOcnavQ0IvtggiSfoxKQxLfB9R5A8rCuDSyNG4zTHnDVhOwRzhPs4M5ntCcklpw1bol-ddfhWAZr5P9a3D6Ao_IwQNPX15LvfKasaPKlq1Eluv64/s1800/Les%20b%C3%A2tisseurs%20font%20toujours%20une%20porte%201.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDz6jdY3W-ZaDRcEKM9bNNQj3gaj3ze7VMN2IFTnfyiVczVwJGIaFQzcQp2ouUKRzcM4Zo16YJWj1xOcnavQ0IvtggiSfoxKQxLfB9R5A8rCuDSyNG4zTHnDVhOwRzhPs4M5ntCcklpw1bol-ddfhWAZr5P9a3D6Ao_IwQNPX15LvfKasaPKlq1Eluv64/w400-h300/Les%20b%C3%A2tisseurs%20font%20toujours%20une%20porte%201.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> C</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;">ependant…</span><p></p></div><div><p></p>
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construire un bâtiment, il faut des briques.</span></div><p></p>
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