posted January 12, 2005 03:39 PM           

aussi, est-elle française votre première langue?

posted February 07, 2005 08:52 AM           

Quelle transformation!

posted March 02, 2005 05:15 AM           

TO HIS MISTRESS GOING TO BED.

par John Donne, un ancien Dean de Cathedral de St Paul

COME, madam, come, all rest my powers defy ;
Until I labour, I in labour lie.
The foe ofttimes, having the foe in sight,
Is tired with standing, though he never fight.
Off with that girdle, like heaven's zone glittering,
But a far fairer world encompassing.
Unpin that spangled breast-plate, which you wear,
That th' eyes of busy fools may be stopp'd there.
Unlace yourself, for that harmonious chime
Tells me from you that now it is bed-time.
Off with that happy busk, which I envy,
That still can be, and still can stand so nigh.
Your gown going off such beauteous state reveals,
As when from flowery meads th' hill's shadow steals.
Off with your wiry coronet, and show
The hairy diadems which on you do grow.
Off with your hose and shoes ; then softly tread
In this love's hallow'd temple, this soft bed.
In such white robes heaven's angels used to be
Revealed to men ; thou, angel, bring'st with thee
A heaven-like Mahomet's paradise ; and though
Ill spirits walk in white, we easily know
By this these angels from an evil sprite ;
Those set our hairs, but these our flesh upright.
Licence my roving hands, and let them go
Before, behind, between, above, below.
O, my America, my Newfoundland,
My kingdom, safest when with one man mann'd,
My mine of precious stones, my empery ;
How am I blest in thus discovering thee !
To enter in these bonds, is to be free ;
Then, where my hand is set, my soul shall be.
Full nakedness ! All joys are due to thee ;
As souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be
To taste whole joys. Gems which you women use
Are like Atlanta's ball cast in men's views ;
That, when a fool's eye lighteth on a gem,
His earthly soul might court that, not them.
Like pictures, or like books' gay coverings made
For laymen, are all women thus array'd.
Themselves are only mystic books, which we
—Whom their imputed grace will dignify—
Must see reveal'd. Then, since that I may know,
As liberally as to thy midwife show
Thyself ; cast all, yea, this white linen hence ;
There is no penance due to innocence :
To teach thee, I am naked first ; why then,
What needst thou have more covering than a man?

posted March 02, 2005 05:17 AM           

Sante et Guerison

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posted March 02, 2005 05:22 AM           

Voici un scénario intrigant: nous avons des reportages que Sathya Sai Baba est apparu en guise de jeune fille sur plusieurs occasions. Alors, qu'est-ce que veulent dire les bons parents s'il va molester leurs fils transformé comme cela?

posted March 19, 2005 07:44 AM           

Le dimanche,J'étais dans l'église pour prendre la sainte communion. Il était trés tôt et je portais encore mon maquilage, le visage blanc, les cheveux noirs et sauvages comme Marilyn Manson, (mais les lèvres verts)Le prêtre était jeune, peut-être 23 ans. Il a hesité quelques moments avant que me donner le sacrament.

posted March 19, 2005 07:54 AM           

J'ai découvert que tout le malheur des hommes vient d'une seule chose, qui est de ne savoir pas demeurer en repos, dans une chambre.

posted March 20, 2005 08:20 AM           

But I just saw MC Solaar (in the Royal Festival Hall, London: part of the Africa '05 celebrations).

He hands-down-kicks-*ss...though I didnt really enjoy the onstage collaborations. Too rocky; not enough 'Ahn', Grit. My favourite though is the verse he did with Missy Elliot; All in My Grill.

Can you give me some recommendations for French hip-hop?

Sorry. Je ne parles francais. But I adore all things french.

Escribe moi a bientot, merci.

posted March 23, 2005 01:31 PM           

That website, ABOUT, is the ish