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MessagePosté le: Sam 6 Fév - 15:19 (2010)    Sujet du message: Arid landscape Répondre en citant

Arid landscape, enormously widened, deprived of
life and vegetation has except exception of
statues in group or,isolated,in life, skeletons
motives in all sens,errant,look abstracts,
void, absentee, stomach excessively inflated,
very slim members articulate under a
dry skin,scaled,fissureed where flies
find finally a haven of peace knowing
the body has lost all ability and means
to defend,naked feet and bodies,sometimes
a scrap covers again a part of genital
organ, the neck reduced to the dimensions of
the vertebrae and overhung what was
a thinking head with a lot of ideas……
(earth,culture, children, family, life
hunting, instruction, money, furnaces,
honour) sometimes a , two or several
rings , metallic bracelets surround the
neck, sign of beauty , wealth or antecedent
social position, become obsoletes.Child
bearded but remain at the state of baby, hung
at what was a breast on what was a
body of woman.Oldman abandoned, imploring
not the pity,the help of the creator, but
the death that take a long time to come.
A lot of dogs, cats, strongly fattened
happy,assets, that stretch, revive
legs and sit up on hundred,
thousands of human body pieces, without
members,without skin,without stomach.....
A background music at fundamental shouts
ravens and sharp adder whistling and
a view in great angle on the flank of a
mountain, as far as the eye can see,
creatures in life……………………………………
inert and mobile human skeletons,all
animated by a synchronized movement,scrutinize
the horizon, the sky, in same direction, since
several days ………waiting for something,
and especially not to be photographed
as that, like animals, like models
elsewhere to show how much these
have succeeded or, the former have failed !.
The waited tender hour has finally arrived,in
the far a black point,growing without ceasing,
the looks become increasingly visible under
the great angle of the camera.
Finally,the noise deafening and the plane passes
to the close-cropped of heads and tens of
thousands peers of eyes follow it, some bags of
wheat and limp milk are then ejected ,that
tear and scatter to touch it the ground, then,
the race begin for people who can, that has no
need, therefore strong, they will become it
again more, nothing for the rest, even the
deliverance, the indecent death, the contrary
belongs the impossible.
Such is the image of Africa from which I
am coming during my first stays
in France and elsewhere in Europe, where I am
used to land each time, leaving behind me a
countryside green and happy.
In haste,I seeks and finds a card of the world,
I situate the nation object of the reporting.
My god, its again Africa
The very hot blood flow on my face of
young adolescent .I drowses, I am taken
by the dream,I am also on the flank of
the hill, I scrutinize the sky, the black point
late to appear,I lost the courage and the force
to speak,but my brain system functions
as wonder, it is more powerful, and more
available, more active,it is in top level,
more nothing frightens it,sensational,I pity
the world,the creator of this country of
millions of skeletons, in rug everywhere
in arid fields, imagining the color
that had the water, the taste that had
the bread, honey…………….
I pity the destiny,the sun,the humain..god,
Why my god, why my father made
the unpardonable error,to make me borne,
why?, without apparent reason, except to have
a lot children, he tells , god has created them,
god will take cares of them.
Poor father , maybe he finished
certainly his days in total ignorance
of his sons, girls, relatives, humanity
all whole, now, it lies, there; under the
sun overwhelming, scrutinizing the sky.
I will have wanted to borne
and live in an other world (where only
the law reigns, no in that,where, the justice
overwhelms my similar humans
and protects the others. These laws were
made by individuals to enslave the
individuals, to obtain them joy, profitson
profits, to the detriment of others
individuals.

My father, my good father, whatever
is my suffering this day,tomorrow,the past or
the rest of my life, I forgive you, I am
incapable today to assist you,
to help you. I am deprived of means
the day where I can, I have never
hesitate has to put them in your disposition, I
forgives my good father to have make me borne in
this world that sucks our blood, gnaws our
flesh and our bones.... I liked you my father,I
will always like you.

Neither woke,nor sleepy,the silence that
surrounds me,the shock of pictures for the first
time inunding my spirit, anesthetizing my
psychic abilities, make me travel among the
people of the hill , scrutinizing the sky. I
see in father , my children at the reach of
my view, in the immense park of skeletons and
I complain.I ceased to complain. Why
my god ! why I have made the immense crime
by giving birth to my children and
inculcating him the doctrine of an other world.
I observes now how much, they will suffer,
certainly far more that me. Why
a similar error.
*************************
My father, my good father, whatever
is my suffering this day,tomorrow,the past or
the rest of my life, I forgive you, I am
incapable today to assist you,
to help you. I am deprived of means
the day where I can, I have never
hesitate has to put them in your disposition, I
forgives my good father to have make me borne in
this world that sucks our blood, gnaws our
flesh and our bones.... I liked you my father,I
will always like you.
***************************
Neither woke,nor sleepy,the silence that
surrounds me,the shock of pictures for the first
time inunding my spirit, anesthetizing my
psychic abilities, make me travel among the
people of the hill , scrutinizing the sky. I
see in father , my children at the reach of
my view, in the immense park of skeletons and
I complain.I ceased to complain. Why
my god ! why I have made the immense crime
by giving birth to my children and
inculcating him the doctrine of an other world.
I observes now how much, they will suffer,
certainly far more that me. Why
a similar error.
The blood boils in................
my veins,the rustle of an icy cold
unequalled covers my body as
night , each time where, the idea that one of my
children will be a day mistreats,or,will tend the
hand to survive.
My god,save me of such sufferings,dont
guards me until this day. I have already too
see and lived.
I open eyes,I started, I redefined me.
This was not me, this was not my country,
it was my continent. The impact was too
fort, too rude.the day has been too long,
the qualifying weak and reach reduced.
Funny of coincidence, brutal contrast,
net and concrete, face to face with
the professor and the balanced feeding .
Vitamins, water, energy, the
lipids, the glucides, the oligo-elements,the
minerals, grease, oils ,the salt,the
proteins, calories, two and half - liters
water per day are necessary for the body that
expense two to five thousands calories dependes on
its activity, the calcium, the magnesium and the
sodium....and the people of the inert hill
scrutinizing the passage of the plane parachuting
kilos of food that scatter before
the arrival to the ground, and tens of cameras
surrounded by hundred of journalists
hurried by thousands of media coming from
the occident to amaze their citizen by
new spot, new pictures.Finally no one on the hill,
everyone has rejoined starlit buildings
except the people well of flat hill.
The human tide is omitted until the next scoop.
Someone told………this country
is formed by two ethnic groups whose more
important part suffers by delusion and can
be sacrificed!.The slaughter begins.
This will be unworthy to exploit the misery of our
brothers and neighbors for a mediocre thing!
Today in bottom end of our countryside,in
full middle of cactus or palm tree hedges
and by the intermediary of the magical plate
and bouquets emanating from the sky, whole
a choice is offered to us including that to see
in direct manner people dying.
We told normally that
whole what comes from the sky is blest, even by
the intermediary of satellites!
Good-bye study good-bye, I invested
in the hard and the soft.I will work on
machines. I no longer will suffer as much.


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