Quote of the moment :« To put an end to outward war, you must begin to put an end to war in yourself. Some of you will nod your heads and say, I agree, and go outside and do exactly the same as you have been doing for the last ten or twenty years. Your agreement is merely verbal and has no significance, for the world miseries and wars are not going to be stopped by your casual assent. They will be stopped only when you realize the danger, when you realize your responsibility, when you do not leave it to somebody else. If you realize the suffering, if you see the urgency of immediate action and do not postpone, then you will transform yourself; peace will come only when you yourself are peaceful, when you yourself are at peace with your neighbour. »
Krishnamurti Jiddu
Feel free to use any photograph in my gallery to enhance them through your talent !
Just let me aware of any use you do and ask me if you need a better resolution. 
If you appropriate yourself what I did and you did not, it's ok, I don't mind...
cause I can put a spell on you, even to very distant place...
so that you'll turn able to find how talented you really are
and won't need to rip other people's art anymore ! 

I love you... body and soul together... If you show me yourself, then I love yourself! Do you think I have a choice? How could I close my eyes? I don't have any!
I caress your mental. Why do you judge it? I talk to your breast. Why do you judge them? Too little, too big, too ugly? Thoughts... comparisons... thoughts... authority... thoughts... Have you touched or tasted them? The 3 of them?
I lick the curve of your expressed intentions and I faint, I disapear in the waves of your shivers. I see you, accept you, take you, talk to you, put you under light and sensations, touch you. An encounter where I don't fear you, I don't fear me. What are you scared about? There is only you. Or me... what difference? Why would that be important?
I let my breath dawdle on your words, I skim through the reflection of your sex. In love, no judgment, no separation... Don't you see that One starts when there is no more tension between two, between three, between firty, between one billion, no fear anymore?
You want your pleasure and you want to fulfil your needs... but you are so much more. You want to be respected but you disrespect yourself each second.... In my eyes amazed of the whole you, you see your own defects, separated from your own qualities... You separate yourself! Then you mime some future path, that you've been taught, conditionned to. You have fantasies about serious projects of futur accomplishments. So you despise your present! You tell yourself stories, you turn yourself into a kid... a mental-embalmed mummy.
When will you face yourself the way you actually are, you and me? With your fat and your ugly behaviours... your scars and your past... your diseases and your unmaturities. Let all this melt in the intensity of our union, the union of us all... all humans. Let all this finaly found something else than this dual and pretentious morality. The same that creates wars and paths to get to them.
Words explode suffers and reveal them... Were there not already in you before? Words explode suffers because there are both illusions... the climax of the matter that amazes the white light and make it see colors...
You think you're important... but you're so much more than that! So much more than this idea! You're the whole humanity, only if you accept to be loved without hiding, without judging. If you accept to be seen naked, your nature facing storms, fires, earthquakes, tsunamis.
You hide, then you judge! You avoid, then you judge! You deny, then you judge! You complain, then you judge! I love you... body and soul and humanity, with no judgment. But if I would accept to watch what you wanna show, then I would cheat with you. We'd lie to ourselves again... So I penetrate you and reach this core that is no longer your property, that is not your own prudery anymore. I touch life behind your appearances!
You think you're cold or hot? But you are the Temperature! You think you're ugly or beautiful? But you are the Vision! You think you're sad or happy? But you're the Source of emotions!
You think you're human? Why do you only think it?
You think you're important? You're the creator of importance, a game of the ego!
I reveal my skin on yours, my muscles under your claws, my tenderness under your anger... I remember who I was, who I am, and who I will be, when I look deep into your limitations. Your limitations are beautiful... like a growing child. I carry them in the core of my heart, and you don't want to see them, you run away... you erase yourself!
But you can only run away from yourself... you never loose anything but yourself. You're the only one on earth! You're the only one when you're loved... as you ARE love.
Quit crying, quit tearing you appart... It's beautiful! Only beautiful... but you, you are the ocean and also the earth hugging it!

Here are images of my friend Jessie
that I mean to graally ally with this text:




I feel so strongly connected to her expressions...
Also thank you Eric
, with overwhelmation
!
You created a wonderful image that does match this text too : 


EDIT:
Wow... finally this text brings me so much love from wonderful people. And "Wow!" is actually what I said when I saw the feature that Chris did on his website : Univers d'Artistes.
Here is the feature : [link]
Thank you soooo much from the bottom of my soul and heart, Chris. You put so much energy to make that page. It's a so loving gesture to me. I can feel it and I'm deeply touched.
Et plus important, Chris... J'espère de tout coeur que tu ne laisses pas les docteurs te dire qui tu es. Jeu connais plusieurs personnes qui étaient supposées rester dans une chaise roulante selon les pronostics sans humilité et conscience de certains docteurs. Ils courent maintenant et n'ont plus de crises. Il ne s'agit pas de croire aux miracles, ni de croire tout court, ni moi, ni ces "médecins"(sic). Il ne s'agit pas de ne rien faire. Il s'agit bien de faire le plus délicat à faire pour un occidental : mourir à qui l'on croit être et renaitre autre, celui que la peur et les conditionnements n'obligent plus à rester sur place, celui libre.
So, run Chris... 
(What it should or could be..) You did find one way to break lose..And we're still blind for the moment.Thanks for sharing..
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« The man who trades freedom for security does not deserve nor will he ever receive either. » Benjamin Franklin
DA History: [link] [link]
Still we all can dream for a better world..
C'est un critique pour Mr Franklin..pas du tout pour vous.
Selon mon regard, en permanence, nous faisons le choix entre une liberté et une soumission à une authorité...
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« The man who trades freedom for security does not deserve nor will he ever receive either. » Benjamin Franklin
DA History: [link] [link]
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« The man who trades freedom for security does not deserve nor will he ever receive either. » Benjamin Franklin
DA History: [link] [link]
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« The man who trades freedom for security does not deserve nor will he ever receive either. » Benjamin Franklin
DA History: [link] [link]
Beautiful gallery and themes chosen.
Sorry the awful english :/
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"There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark." Pink Floyd
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« The man who trades freedom for security does not deserve nor will he ever receive either. » Benjamin Franklin
DA History: [link] [link]
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