Et de ratage en ratage, on s'habitue à ne jamais dépasser le stade du brouillon.
La vie n'est que l'interminable répétition d'une représentation qui n'aura jamais lieu.

---Hipolito, Le fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain

Saturday, May 12, 2012

The flame has flickered once again.

And now the flame has died.

It is unfair to assume that everything will be as before.
We should never fool ourselves with such pretentious lies.
Instead, let's honor chaos and breathe solely to survive.

Do you really know how to make fire?