Friend for life, friend for a life.
Written by UMUTONIWASE Aliane
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Poésie : Maman, rares sont les amis
Car l’amitié dont je peins le tableau, est celle qui explore jusqu’aux heures les plus difficiles, jusqu’aux chemins les plus infréquentés, jusqu’à l’amertume de l’existence, jusqu’à trouver le charme dans l’insupportable, la douceur dans la lutte et qu’à la fin elle sort triomphante de cette traversée !
Maman, j’ai cessé de prendre l’ignorance de l’esprit pour l’innocence du cœur.Fragments from July
19. We are greater than the story told about us, more subtle than the perceptions they hold of us. We are not scraps gathered along the way, but the whole story: the one before them, the one of our entire life. And we alone are fit to pass sentence on ourselves.
25. Who knows what will break us free from our ignorance? Sometimes it is a question that forces us to dig until we reach the answer. Sometimes it is someone simple who sees us as great, and whose gaze calls us to rise to it. Everyone matters in everyone’s life… if only we would see it.
31. Generosity is a gift of the soul. A gift of oneself. To know how to give, to want to give, to be able to give in full freedom, in full honesty, without expecting anything in return.Even the perfect nature..
Inaudible sounds of nature! Incredible richness of solitude! Unfathomable destiny of man! Death, a tragic experience of being! Love, the essence of all things! Happiness, the ideal of existence! Failure, the school whose master is none other than oneself! Friendship, the other me! Dissatisfaction, man's own! Admiration, the ideal of love! Jealousy, the disease of love! Passion, the illusion of love! Possession, disguise of a sick love!
Dear networks.
Dear Networks,Your name has been ringing in every room for a few years! You fill us with your technological prowess and promise to expand our network!You’re encouraging us to let go of ourselves without limits! Here we are as cowards, letting go of our values and flirting with the limits that were once insurmountable!You…
He will die empty with regret.
Photo taken in Villenave-d’Ornon,2019 to illustrate this little story. It all started out well! He had everything he needed to become a man. As a child, his mother adored him, his father loved him and his sisters cherished him! When he was young, girls chased him and boys envied him! He could choose one…
February Fragments: Lightning Thoughts
18. Seeing the glass half empty is just as valid as seeing it half full, but being right is not enough; one must also be happy. While the half-empty view may bring certainties, the half-full perspective brings the risk of seeing roses where crimson may prevail. But the gamble is worth it the rose we thought we saw helps us endure the crimson reality. Being right about impending misfortune is admirable, but who does it benefit? My notebook is pink that’s a good start!
20. Take life as it comes, extract the good from each day to turn it into something great. Do good and savor the satisfaction it brings—happiness so rare, yet so grand and accessible!
