The Bourgeois Nomad

Communicate with the silence of the world Opening the door of my conscience Nibble away at my trauma Thick on the ground are the thoughts...

In this morning light, I see my features in this mirror near the bathroom. From this bed, I grow. Flat stomach or flat back, my position...

She appeared a 20 years old morning, suddenly, on the top of my forehead. A most unexpected arrival. Unexpected firstly owing to the fact...

When upstairs they decide to take this coveted being away from us When we are relieved of this object When everything goes away and...

This feeling of being at peace ! I use this expression a lot these months : Being at peace ! People ask me how I am and how I feel far...

Just a boat on a boat ! Or the eyes are showing you a view that is unreal to your senses. Apparence made us crazy. Simplicity of point of...

I looked for the perfect country, the perfect house but above all the perfect partner. That is true ! I have not forgotten to look for...

Yes, at this precise moment when my voice resounds. Where the echo is strong, filled with sadness or weakness. I stop there, clear and...

Prisoner of thoughts? Look at the alley of the valley! Enter and penetrate deep into the cave of your thoughts, instead of dreaming of...

This first post is dedicated to a person whom I love very much and who, thanks to one of his confidences, allows me to concretize the...