“When you flow in the river of life, you don’t cling on to every shiny log in your way for too long – you go around it, you go over it. People aren’t logs – yeah, and the logs aren’t always shiny; let them go regardless. There are people…” (En savoir plus)
Tag: writing
Letting go
“My dreams, my passion, my forceful love for you need to rest. And if you are truly a reflection of myself, I’d like to stop chasing reflections and tackle the essence like a pro, that is from within. If you are truly a reflection of myself…” (En savoir plus)
Light in the heat
“I’ve been feeling light and reassured – my trust in myself playing a big part, I haven’t had time to question the ideologies and if they are aligned – alright, maybe I shouldn’t trust myself that much. Is this how capitalism creeps into our lives? No…” (En savoir plus)
Rest
“I am feeling extraordinarily calm and content with my surroundings while in a distance with a place, ou bien with someone, I’m clearly in love with. No – no distance. Only space. Hence the calm and contentment. Reassurance is probably the word I was looking for, and this time it comes from within…” (En savoir plus)
Embrace
“Almost greedily, Paris, I am consuming everything that is beautiful and temporary this morning has to offer for me – everything that is music, everything that is light, everything that is warm, everything that is carnal, and in the process, I feel your embrace embodied. Who knew love isn’t in anything eternal?” (En savoir plus)
My liberated love
“Now, after waves of pain, guilt, and even anger, which surprised my heart a little, I know my rational conviction, my principles are what soothe my pain, because they give meaning to it and meaning is as important as life itself, if not more…” (En savoir plus)
My dancing heart
“…walked a little along the Seine, spying Notre Dame in the distance with giddiness in my body before picking up mini viennoiseries from the local boulangerie. I am now back in bed, sitting here not feeling blue, spilling my heart to you: Paris, Paris, que je m’en fou!” (En savoir plus)
Unfolding
“I started writing for Imagined Paris again after years that same month and I understand now how something seemingly so little and so insignificant could be the thing that ties everything up together. I mean, how many of you are listening to this right now? Just you? Wonderful – you are so significant!” (En savoir plus)
Si jamais, t’as ton cœur
“Broken but intact, I imagine myself walking along the Seine, or some unknown stream, somewhere, with a full-bodied smile from my heart to my face, and perhaps a little dance every now and then too. Like someone in love, like someone free, for I’ll be one with clarity…” (En savoir plus)
Il a neigé
“….Why are these questions so important to me? Why do I want to know why things happen? Why do I want to know why people do, or don’t do, things? Why does it bother me when my ‘whys’ aren’t answered? Because without a why I wouldn’t know how?” (En savoir plus)
I had a strange dream
“Maybe I’ll still walk in the rain alone, occasionally, for feeling misunderstood. But that’s alright – a falling star would fly back up in a hurry if anyone wished to understand me fully. It’s good to be understood by someone, albeit not fully, and it’s great to never be misunderstood by oneself…” (En savoir plus)
Right place at the right time
“I guess I’m just living in the present more these days – because when there’s still enough water in the tank to flush the toilet, I’m reminded of my existence: I can flush, thus I exist. That, and my casual meditations…” (En savoir plus)
Imagined Paris 