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‘I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually programming harmony like pure water touching clear sky. I like to think (right now, please!) of a cybernetic forest filled with pines and electronics where deer stroll peacefully past computers as if they were… Continue reading All Watched Over by Machines of Loving Grace

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Après l’omelette manifesto : Les Biscuits mongoles Ingrédients 1/2 tasse (112 g) de beurre fondu mongole 1 oeuf mongole 1c. à thé (5 ml) de vanille mongole 3/4 de tasse (150 g ) de cassonade mongole 1 tasse (115 g) de farine mongole 1/2 c. à thé (2 ml) de bicarbonate de soude mongole 1… Continue reading biscuits mongoles

Yes i’m gonna say so. So sa say so, yes i’m gonna say no. Ha ya, say so, oh no. Yes, i’m gonna say so. Please don’t expect anything, else than a no, say so ha a no yo. I can’t tell why, but yes i thought about what i’m gonna say, so.

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Every night I go out And I must look like a fool When I’m standing looking at the sky I don’t care ’cause perhaps I might see a falling star May be, Oh one day a dream’ll come true Norma Leo Please fall down on me Virgo Hydra Please fall down on me

Far away, once so close But now yo u’re far away You’re stil l here with me But not like ye sterday, so fa r Far aw ay, I hear you breathe But you’re so far away Once so colourful But now all t u rns to grey, so far It’s oh so strange When… Continue reading It do es n’t mat ter what we say, so fa r

For a second, you realize that you are probably not getting all of what life has to offer – Cette phrase est passé dans ma tête tout à l’heure est en est ressortie peu de temps après.

La vie est une chorégraphie, une danse dans laquelle on s’élance, s’entremêle et se démêle, tombe et remonte, avance et recule suivant un rythme – une musique, orchestrée on ne sait où par je ne sais qui.

I wanna be new, i wanna be all that i ever have been – all that i can be. It urges me inside. I wanna become the star sleeping inside of me, fly fast and dazzle everything and everyone around – all of them, so that they can shine by their own too. At the… Continue reading We are all stars *and you know it