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Can I post something in Chinese?
堅持活着
在雲南黃草埧麻風村志願者工作營的第五天，一位伯伯去世。我還未家訪這位伯伯。伯伯只有50多歲，是村中較年輕的一位。當晚，他女兒到村，為伯伯穿上繡花壽衣壽鞋，再用白布包袱，送到山下火葬。看著伯伯的屍體，我不感到怕，反而覺得，現在他終於有新衣穿了。接下來的數天，我盡量造訪不同戶的村民，珍惜眼前人。平日父母在身邊，好多鎖事都覺得太理所當，忽略了珍惜。人走了才珍惜，到時太遲了。
張婆婆30多歲就進了村，今年已經82歲，這個病讓她失去了一生的青春。她的手指和腳趾都沒有了，只有一只腳，但腳板歪了。她告訴我，有時病情嚴重時，會看見天上有一班白衣人在唱歌跳舞，叫好過去，每次她都拒絕不去，之後她們便消失。人的生命是最寶貴的，帶著滿身的病痛，婆婆仍然對生命堅持，感動了我。香港這個物資充裕的城市，年輕人失戀﹑成績不如意之類便自殺，這種懦夫行為，我最看不起。
Un des sujets qui me passionne est le cancer,(facon de parler bien sur) cancer et ses ramifications ex: la depression, la maladie mentale
la maladie d’Alzheimer.
J’ai plusieurs raisons pour cela:
J’ai eu moi-meme un cancer.
Le cancer, a mon point de vue, est un des plus grands ennemis du siecle. Il frappe n’importe ou, n’importe comment sur toute notre planete.
En 2008 j’ai lu le livre “Anti-Cancer” du Pr Servan Schreiber qui a la charge du Dpt de Psychiatrie a Pittsburgh et a egalement fait de la recherche intense en neuro-science.
Pr Servan-Schreiber a eu le cancer deux fois et par ses propres observations nous fait part de ses experiences.
Bien que d’enormes progres ont ete fait en medecine ces dernieres annees, je suis de l’opinion que l’interference de la methode naturelle des soins (par un abus de prescriptions) par la profession medicale devrait, etre revisee.
Le livre, non seulement, concerne non seulement la personne qui a eu un cancer , c’est egalement un guide pour l’eviter par la prevention, par exemple, bien dormir, exercise physique comme la marche, mise en place d’un programme dietetique (ex: la diete Mediteraneenne riche en Omega 3, un bon syteme de soutien (familial, medical) et revenir sur notre petite enfance , relations familiales, etc.
J’ai moi-meme mis en pratique ses recommandations et je sais que ca marche.
J’espere que vous prendrez un interet dans ce tres important sujet scientifique.
J’ai essaye, en vain, d’envoyer un message au Professeur Luc Montagnier au sujet de deux articles ecrits :un sur le site healthy net. (un interview donne a Richard Passwater le 3 mai 1996 au sujet des antioxydant nutrients and Aids – Exploring the possibilities -)
et l’autre sur le site du Pr Servan Schreiber sur les
“virus dits oncogeniques”, ceux qui provoquent des cancers sont directement responsables de 16% de tous les cancers avec un pic de 25% pour les pays d’Afrique.”
Je peux identifier quelques uns de ces commentaires avec mes observations.(ayant vecu dans le desert pendant de longues annees)
Je ne sais pas si c’est une piste a suivre ou pas.
Si quelqu’un peut m’aider a le contacter, je vous remercie.
marie-christine
i’ll try to do it asap and let you all know about results, observations and opinions of this experiment…:) but anyway if you want to do it yourself and invite me, i don’t mind:D
Catherine Martinez
AWNIL=All We Need Is Love:) just love that…
well i don’t mean brothel, you know ;), just a little experiment to see how will i and some people around react. it’s just an idea i realized a few days ago that i have in my mind. maybe i read it somewhere, i don’t know, or invented under the influence of mr. coelho and many other fantastic people – to do things in a different way, to try something else, something new, not because of hunger but because of freedom. anyway i wanted to introduce some other social event but i must think about it a bit more:)
Hi again
since I have started to get involved in this fantastic blog, I ve started to re read few of ur books, last year I have read the Zahir, I loved that book and i am going to re read it again. but b4 reading the book I would like to ask u mr. Coelho a question…in the book the focus is on ones obsession, some friends of mine have told me that in a way the book has some of ur autobiography….???????
I am not sure if I can ask u this question,,??? but is there any truth in my questin??? (u dont have to answer,,,lol)
but since that book I know whats is my ZAHIR in life,,,, and I have it…. and in a way I am pretty comfortable with my personal ZAHIR….
thanks again Orly
Jan
When is the party on?
Today I want to speak about the lack of movement,I have noticed that the kids of our generation are lazy.They run as soon as they can towards the computer,spend hours playing games on line,eat only food without any nutririon facts,and in addition,instead of reading,they take homework from internet.I know there are exceptions to the rule,but I am really concerned of what I see on the street.Young mothers with over weight kids,and that is an usual view.
As a reverse,in our city is possible to see at a certain hour of a day,each day,on winter,summer,rain,an old man runing between cars,over the city and till the next village.
Maybe 15 km each day,and he is around 60,65,maybe older.He is doing this from years,everybody is smiling in the moment he pass.I think he is famous in a way.Instead of waiting the death in an warm armchair,he is making jogging.
Wo rules the pictures rules people´s thoughts
Isn´t it quiet incredible, even hilarious how much pictures from billborads and TV influence this society completely? Don´t believe it?
We see very thin, beautiful (?) people – but who the hell said what´s beautiful?- smiling towards us and show us how much of a funny, happy life they have. Why happy? Because the own things that are manifested as something really necessary, adorable and whatever more, or because they have that kind of beauty some people have simply defined it to BE beautiful, trying to sell all the new thigs that promise beauty, health, love to everyone. But noone has it right now, we´re not as beautiful and we can´t have already own this very new handbag, jeans,… so people, get there, get these things, so you´ll have at least that little bit of beauty and prestige. Unknowingly we just transfer these pictures as something we want to have: the white teeth, the perfect body, super hair … we want to be like that. So the new lipstic and that fast new car will sell really well, makes us more attractive (we think).
I MUST GET LIKE…. I MUST CHANGE THIS AND THAT.. THE WAY I AM RIGHT NOW ISN´T ENOUGH YET…
I must change myself to be seen, to find my dreampartner…
What should someone do who is really short? Bying high shoes, no matter if your back can´t take this. Beiing short is just a no-go.
Just switch on the tv, they show all the time so called beaties or some who aren´t , they get a total make over, tell them how to use make-up and dress differently, just don´t stay the way you are.
And all of tha only because a couple people want to earn lots of money and that works.
Looks is only one thing, the other thing what mainly can be seen on tv – but it actually happens in villages every minute- they tell people how to behave. What has to be done or left to get considered as „normal“
So what does such a „normal“ life have to look like? School education, the better one the better, also good marks would be appreciated. After that, get into a job, well paid, and if that´s not yet, at least you should have possibilties for higher positions. So must earn quiet some money to buy all the things to get and keep your status, because, what would the neighbours say. Oh and yes, we need a partner, of course. What a value does someone have can´t show he´s/she´s loved? The social status gets pretty low, people will tlk behind your back „there must be something wrong with him/her..bla“. so, better get yourself someone you can bound on yourself. No matter if you really mean much to eachother or it´s just because you have to have someone. No matter if you quarrel all the time or have nothing to say to each other anymre aslong as you can show you´re loved (are you really?). but it doesn´t matter, you can buy many things on „how to make your man/woman stay“ „how to get from him/her what you want“ .
So what do we do now, work our asses of, build up a relationship, buying as many things as possible, eventually raise your kids, hurry hurry, you got no time.
But then, between 30 and 40 something happens… burn out, midlife crisis, depressions and many more psychical illnesses, not to talk about eating disorders what almost every woman has, probably also many men nowadays. Addictions such as alcohol, cigartettes, shopping, ….. they are far too many. And everyone is all the time stressed and busy, but this is supposed t be something good.. beeing busy means to be in great deman, isn´t it? We´re running away from the things we would have to reach and get and buy.. and we have so much fear, fear of not reaching what we want, fear of losing what we reached, fearing some other could come and take it all away (how practical you can get insurances for almost everything… how mean they are feeding our fears with purpose)
So, what about just saying STOP right now.
STOP it, saying just „no“.
Nobody seems to ask importnat questions: what makes you really happy? When we see so called poor people on tv, noone gets there to ask these people if they are happy, they can´t be when they´re lacking good clothes and a beautiful house to live in, not to tak about a car ort v. of course they are poor, as everyone can see. Stupid, really, why can´t we just hear what they have to say? Maybe their lives are much richer than ours?
What about asking ourselves: what makes you happy? Are you happy? Some might start to count all the things they have bought with their hard earned money, others might say: „if i can get myself this…. then i´ll be happy“
But, i´m asking you, do you actually believe this can be a really good (in the sense of healthy) way to live our lives? To make ourseles slaves to all of this? Just to work and buy the things what others claim to be useful, good and all?
No, it´s a hige problem, because our souls are starving.
As kids we knew the voice of our souls, then all of this society pressure got so loud we didn´t hear our inner voice anymore. Our soul was and is still talking to us and we can learn to give i tour attention back. Do we want to start to heal? Real beauty lies within our souls, no matter how we look like… if the soul can heal, if we allow ourselves to follow another part, we actually get more beautiful. You don´t need to eat anymore when ou´re not hungry, when it was before your soul and not your body what was hungry. The body is nothing but the house where the soul lives in. One can´t be without the other, the house can´t really be beautiful when the real true life isn´t living in there.
Start to have fun, realy fun in your life, let the sound of your soul cojure a smile upon your face, it will bet he most beautiful and shining through as ever seen. And you´ll get more beauty, real beauty in your lifes.
I wish you fun
Oui, c’était la voie de la sagesse, elle était là devant lui. Cette feuille imprimée qui allait amener la paix. Un traité. Un bout de papier de plus pour lui. Bien sûr qu’il a pris son stylo et qu’il a signé. Pour remettre un peu de calme alentour. Puis la peur ne fonctionne que parce qu’elle a des soubresauts. Donner du mou est une manière de se faire entendre quand ça pète soudainement, et vice versa.
Jusqu’à la prochaine fois, où de nouveau la lumineuse voie de la sagesse resurgira dans sa mémoire comme un stimuli de pouvoir, qu’il pourrait considérer à chaque instant comme la valeur d’une vie. S’il savait la valeur de sa vie. Il prend le stylo, et fait une tâche sur la feuille imprimée de la voie de la sagesse qui, elle, n’en finit jamais de resplendir.
Yes, it was the wisdom’s voice. It was there in front of him. This printed leaf that went to bring Peace. A treaty. A piece of paper more for him. Of course he took his pen and signed. To bring back calm around. Then fear doen’t not function but because it has twitches. A bit of leeway is a manner to make oneself heard, when it suddenly blows up, and vice versa.
Until next time, when once again the luminous wisdom’s voice reappear in his memory, like a stimulus, he could use each moment as the valor of one life. What if he knew the valor of his own life. He takes the pen, and make a patch on the printed leaf from the wisdom’s voice which, as for Itself, never stopped to shine.
Dear Jan
You frightened me: You meant genus change party? Before the rules, I believed you wanted to open a brothel, or could be a plastic surgery… :)
A funny party indeed. And “clichés” can be good. People might go and get their opposite type in themselves, not simply imitating others by exageration.
What is “AWNIL” at the end of your words?
Thank you.
Sex Change Party
As I believe it’s quite important to study the opposite sex and a part of our own soul which might be a little bit repressed, I want to introduce the Sex Change Party.
Reasons:
to break social cliches, statuses and roles given to us and sexes by the society;
to question these cliches and conventions on a practical level;
to find out what the opposite sex thinks about ours and what we think about them;
to get to know each other and ourselves more;
to do something we might want but never had a courage to do;
to do something crazy, foolish, funny, enjoyable and to make a memory;
to open ourselves;
to find, see, observe and go beyond any boundaries;
to please our repressed part of the soul;
to remove a shame.
Few Rules:
women will wear men’s clothes, jeans, pants, t-shirts…, ties, suits…, no make-up, men’s perfume, shower gel;
men will wear women’s clothes, dresses, skirts, should use make-up and could use wigs, women’s perfumes, shave to perfection (whatever..but at least your face:));
women will behave just the way they think men behave and vice versa, men will behave just the way they think women behave. that means all the usual party stuff performed by men will be performed by women and vice versa. whatever that means in your habits, country and situation.
host can prepare a little list put on a fridge with a few hints about behavior and ideas or thoughts. women are different from men. softer, more romantic, emotional, decent, delicate, modest, calmer, go together for toilettes… men are more rational, practical, unemotional, drink and smoke more…:)
i don’t mean to spread any hatred with this:). i just wanted to put on some ideas which might be very funny when seen in practice. as soon as i do such a party myself i will report with my observations:). if you do, please let me or anyone interested know! good luck! AWNIL
From my blog http://jessicagottling.blogspot.com/
Thougts about Karma and past lifes
I´m convinced that we have lived many lifes.
I have had dreams since I was little about people that are in my life and why there are in my life.
But I have not listen all the time, I have been thinking that I was cursed to know so much about other people, what they think and what they feel.
But the last year I have discovered that it is a gift.
For example, I can correct my karma in this life to do things diffrent this time.
Not get caught up in the bad circle but instead totally turn into the light.
But it is not easy, my soul want to do it, but my ego has told me to not listen and just continue my life as I always have done, hiding in a safe place.
I have always had difficulties knowing which was my own thoughts and thoose of others.
Because I can read others thoughts very often, and I can also feel their pain in my body.
I have discovered that even more since I started doing healing.
So my salvation is that I become ill and discovered healing, and spirituality by attending a medium course and healing course, otherwise I should thought that I have become crazy.
When I have attending this courses I have had so many messages to others that they can relate to very well, so now I don´t doubt my inner voice and guides any more :-)
I have also known that I can´t change others by telling them what they should do,
because of what I see.
I have to let them have their experience, but sometimes it´s really hard when you know something and you know that you shouldn´t tell them this, but you want to.
It takes a lot of responsability, what can I tell and what shouldn´t I tell.
But when it comes to myself, I don´t see very much, only small fragments of past lifes.
Maybe I could see more if I wanted to, but I don´t want to see too much, it scares me.
I have been doing regressions with a physic medium ,and now I can understand why I feel some things but I can´t find the clue why from this life.
I know I have to have courage to do what my soul and heart wants to do, not be scared of others opinion for healing and physic medium.
Maybe this fear comes from a past life as a witch being murded ?
Only God knows totally why we have the lifes we have, and the purpose of them.
But I beginning to have a clue, astep closer the truth ;-)
Karma quotes:
“Love conquers everything even karma.”
“People accept only that person as their leader who is radiant with good knowledge and karma (deeds). ”
“Those blessed with the karma of good actions praise the Lord. O Nanak, they make the Guru their spiritual teacher. In the fourth watch of the early morning hours, a longing arises in their higher consciousness. They are attuned to the river of life; the True Name is in their minds and on their lips.”
“If you place complete faith in the Lord at all times, you will receive His Grace. Grace takes away the pain of Karma. The Lord can save man completely from Karma.”
“A real ‘karma-yogi’, who first acquires knowledge and then works for the welfare of people, quite naturally becomes popular and famous. There is no enemy of such a man but even if there are, he is able to vanquish them. His popularity in the society increases on account of his successes and good deeds. ”
“O mind, there is only the One medicine, mantra and healing herb – center your consciousness firmly on the One Lord. Take to the Lord, the Destroyer of the sins and karma of past incarnations.”
YO ASUMO EL COMPROMISO:
http://itakethevow.com/home
Estoy bloqueada. Tengo un examen el miércoles y me distraigo con el vuelo de una mosca al otro lado del piso… ¿necesitaré un “cntrl+alt+supr”… y una password?
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I’m blocked. I’ll have an exam on Wednesday and distracted me with the flight of a fly across the floor … Maybe I’ll need a “cntrl + alt + supr” … and a password?
Life is not complicated, we are complicated
It is a ritual to enter Paulo Coehlo’s blog Monday through Friday and after reading the content, read the comment as well. Once I was immersed in my own affairs, for example, the boyfriend, university, wishes to meet, very focused on me, without looking beyond. However, I can say that the weekend was magical, God can concederte everything you want in a single day, the universe conspires to make everything we want is fulfilled, the only thing is that the time for that is true is uncertain but with faith that everything always works out. We are free souls, no one even wants to be a prisoner of the social patterns, the first university, the new car, marriage, children, the child’s birthday, holidays, the pension plan, another nacionality, make love all day, then Saturday afternoon, and finally when you can. Leave to one side to appreciate the sound of the wind, see rain fall, smell the coffee, leaving to one side our essence. One day was both what worked, I mean work on building a cement block and all buildings, but had a good time without being in contact with nature, when I went to the park to walk, I had desires to embrace the land, kissing trees, stay immersed in nature, the conclusion is that we do not forget to nature, looking for even a plant in the balcony of his house, a dog, a cat, but I do not like birds that are in the cage, I like to see them free, to seek freedom.
Paulo, gracias por compartir (en el mejor y más amplio sentido de la palabra) tu blog con nosotros. Con tu iniciativa me has empujado a escribir de nuevo en el mío. Así que desde hace unos días publico casi a diario mis pensamientos, así, como decía Machado, converso con el hombre que siempre va conmigo.
Lo siguiente es un fragmento de mi página, hoy:
Cuestión de tamaño
Leo con asombro en Wikipedia que nuestro Sistema Solar, ese del que la tierra no es más que un diminuto elemento, pertenece a la Vía Láctea, que en ésta hay de 200.000 millones a 400.000 millones de estrellas, esto es de soles, y que nuestro Astro Rey no pasa de lacayo comparado con el resto de estrellas vecinas. También leo que la Vía Láctea es una de las más de 100.000 millones de galaxias que, hasta el momento, se conocen.
Hablamos del Universo conocido por personas (imaginad la proporción de éstas), creo que es obvio que es sólo una pequeñísima parte de lo que hay allá afuera ¿Qué papel juega el ser humano en esta gran comedia de la vida? Ninguno o casi ninguno, evidentemente. Somos tan arrogantes que incluso creemos que podemos dañar al planeta Tierra, pero el lugar en el que vivimos existía muchos millones de años antes de que el hombre apareciera y seguirá existiendo, con más o menos árboles, con más o menos animales u oxígeno, con más o menos agua, cuando el hombre haya desaparecido.
Entonces ¿para qué cuidar de la Tierra? Es evidente, para nosotros y para nuestros hijos. Primero porque es nuestra obligación, la de cualquier animal, la Tierra es nuestra madre (es tan estúpido pensar que el hombre tiene más valor que el planeta). Somos un virus que se aprovecha de un cuerpo, pero mientras que el resto de los animales son ecológicos, el ser humano no. La única esperanza para algunos sería poder mudarse a otro cuerpo (planeta) antes de que nos manden un antibiótico.
“Before I was enlightened, I chopped wood and carried water. After I was enlightened, I chopped wood and carried water.”
I’ve been trying to find the origin of this saying. I assume nobody knows who first said it. I think it came from China and reflects a Zen attitude. I may be wrong about all three of these assumptions.
Anyone who reads this, if you know more about this saying, please let me know!
The day I saw a sign…
Today, while I was wondering of the magical nature of life, and of the signs we are always given (if we take the time to notice, accept and believe what our eyes see, and our souls feel), I was walking through the livingroom, and just then, a truck drove by on the street outside. A white truck with black lettering. On the side of it, these letters were written: “Signs Solution – we make facadesigns and sign systems” – I smile and can’t help but feel really happy. Just because of that truck. =0)
Oh ! finalement je vais le dire en français puisque je suis française ,mais avant tout ,je me sens citoyenne du monde , même si ce monde actuel est loin de ressembler au Nirvana ,mais l’espoir de nos coeurs unis dans une unanime volonté de “faire” quelque chose justement pour que l’homme retrouve son sens ,le bon sens , aimer l’autre ,aimer les animaux ,la nature tout ce qui vit sur terre ,respecter notre enveloppe ,dans un élan fort de pensées pour arriver enfin à ce qe les guerres ,la misère et toutes les mauvaises “choses sorties de la boite à Pandore puissent à nouveau y rentrer et ne gardant que l’espoir … je n’ai accés à internet que quelques fois par semaine mais je lis et je réponds quand je peux …
Happy new years at all people , “peace and love” before all thing and I ‘m thinking the w
My space for the 12th…thank you.
I just love to share a moment with you about life. How we live our lives and what is the meaning of a day. There are happening a lot of things in a daytime. One of my daily rituals is visiting this blog.
Why? Isn’t that routine…a habit?
I don’t think so because it’s the way we look and interpret the moments in our life that gives us infinity.When I give my eyes every day a clear view then past or future disappear in now.
When I follow my heart and am totally here and now life offers me the gift of the moment
…which I enjoy to share.
Love
Hildegarde
X
Many people believe they HAVE a soul, but what if you KNEW you WERE A SOUL? Your life would change dramatically with a simple change in perspective:
* You will no longer fear death
* You will not take life too seriously
* You will see this life as just another day
* You will take positive, healthy risks in your career and relationships
* You will live true to your nature
* You will pursue your dreams fearlessly and earnestly
* You will treat others with respect and empathy
From my free ebook: “The Implications of the Soul” http://youcomeback.net/free-ebook/ (No private information is collected)
We need love to live
we live to love
we love life
but life is love
a poem from my blog wriiten goes by name of my soulmate:
I always dream of you
sitting near me
understanding me
laughing at my silliness
yet comforting me in my loneliness
I dream of you every single night
and every single day
I wish you would appear in my life
and make me trust my dreams
Come soon is what i say to u
Come and make my dreams come true.
Most of all I ever hear anymore is negativity, on the news or in the streets. Where I live people just want to complain about anything and it is easy to get used to that view. The other day I heard one of my favorite songs, Louis Armstrong’s What A Wonderful World. He doesn’t name big heroic events or famous people but he remembers the things we take for granted. I believe if we could all get back to that way of thinking we would appreciate and therefore enjoy this life so much better, the way God intended.
The first thing I intend on enjoying is everyone’s differences. I love looking and seeing different faces and expressions. I love talking to people and hearing their opinions. I even like to talk about religion and politics because even if I don’t agree I can always learn something and be a better person from it. I couldn’t stand if everyone was like me, life would get extremely boring incredibly quickly! So maybe we could all concentrate on our blessing and share those instead of all the complaints.
An excerpt from my blog which goes by the name A Kiss in the Rain :
The trembling hands did meet
the loving eyes did greet
the tender lips did touch
through memories,
he remembers this much………
The little sweet drops fell
the darkness grew nd swelled
the starting of monsoon
the month,
she ponders was june………..
The fingers felt the warmth
the eyes danced in a trance
the lips did sweetly caress
“the moment”,
he says, “was blessed”………
The pair stood out in dark
the dogs around just barked
the oak shielded the strain
“the thunder”
she speaks, “and rain”………
The day they said goodbye
the lovers’ hearts did cry
the sorrow and the pain
“the kiss”
both recall,”in the rain”……
The soulmates did seperate
the piteous game of fate
the fatal fall of two
“their love”
they muse,”imbued”………..
In December, 2008: he died certain say ” you know, he was a doctor ” and the others say ” he also gave courses of philosophy “…
We called him ‘Gaston’, everybody knew him, he was NFA (a homeless person), he lived outside in this beautiful city of Carcassonne, and the cold was his last companion
Its last meal a crescent, a beer, a sandwich was offered to him by the volunteers of the red cross… His blue lips ate and gave some words to these men… His face surrounded with long white hair and with a magnificent white beard, closed the eyes which these last months read and read so many newspapers in the Hope
The hope certainly to find FINALLY the article there which would change their lives
I, if I was a journalist, to ILLUMINATE the eyes of happiness, I shall have titled my article ” FINALLY the opening of the Housing of the heart ” [I tear for them]
It is unfortunate to say, but you know: the poverty arranges well some who steer ……
Décembre 2008 : il est mort … certains disent “tu sais , il était médecin” et d’autres disent “il a aussi donné des cours de philosophie”…
on l’appelait ‘Gaston’ , tout le monde le connaissait , il était SDF ( sans domicile fixe) , il vivait dehors dans cette belle ville de Carcassonne , et le froid fut son dernier compagnon
son dernier repas un croissant , une bière , un sandwich lui fut offert par les bénévoles de la croix rouge …Ses lèvres bleues ont mangé et donné quelques mots à ces hommes …Son visage entouré de longs cheveux blancs et d’une magnifique barbe blanche ,a clos ses yeux qui ces derniers mois ont lu et lu tant de journaux dans l’Espoir
moi , si j’étais journaliste , pour ILLUMINER ses yeux de bonheur , j’aurai titré mon article ” ENFIN l’ouverture des Logements du coeur ” [...je pleur pour eux ]
L’espoir certainement d’y trouver ENFIN l’article qui changerait leurs vies
c’est malheureux à dire , mais vous savez : la pauvreté arrange bien certains qui gouvernent……