To Whom it may be…

Yes you are right, it's a sad city, melancholic... a strange and fascinating kind of beauty, the ethereal beauty of sadness and darkness (especially the "misty" Montmartre, near where I live), I'm kind of gothic sometimes, and psychedelic at other times :)) and you ?

All true passions are mere shadows to the images of words, the "photography" that words bring to life - all kinds of images, literature, poetry, fictions, philosophy...

...well who doesn't like travelling the freedom of the world? What does travelling inspire you? Travelling the TRANCE festivals of the world and dancing to the electric beats of the earth, to dance by a full moon on the pure white beaches of GOA ::))) pure heaven in a sea of aluminium...

..to feel the bodily music of language running through my veins... the blood of life...    

Yes, yes it is all about chemistry.. all about “elective affinities”...

...Feel the freedom and just do it...

The revolution will not be televised...

In may 1967, Marxist Henri Lefebvre ridiculed Guy Debord’s situationist insistence that revolution was just around the corner. “Do they really imagine", he wrote:

“that one fine day or one decisive evening people will look at each other and say, 'Enough l We're fed up with work and boredom Let's put an end to them and that they will then proceed to the eternal Festival and the creation of situations?"

Although Lefebvre conceded that such a “situation” “happened once”, at the dawn of 18 March 1871, of which eye-witness accounts reported at the time that a : “tremendous surge of community and cohesion gripped those who had previously seen themselves as isolated and impotent puppets, dominated by institutions they could neither control nor understand”.

It’s unlikely to be the case again under present Capitalist condition of abundant consumerism Lefebvre added, one year later the whole of France stopped for a month, in the revolt of May 68 across all classes and divides, for: “We don’t want a world where the guarantee of not dying of starvation brings the risk of dying of boredom “: ...“great joy that we experienced for the first time in the streets of Paris during May 1968, that joy in the eyes and on the lips of all those who for the first time were talking to each other” (Alain Jouffroy).

The joy that is happening right now in the Arab world, with the big difference that people have died and are dying for it. For only death gives the seal authenticity to a revolution not sponsorised by Google or Coca Cola light. If there is no blood, no revolution, progress always rides the wrong way of violence and terror...