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huhu interface d'échanges avec mes coupines greluches... pis les autres aussi s'ils veulent :p
Lieblingssong
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind BO
Everybody's Gotta Learn Sometimes (Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind)
Spielen Auf mein Blog stellenComme la Madeleine de Proust...
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# Online seit Dienstag, 13. Januar, 2009 um 16:59
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Bonjour les gens :)
Si vous aussi vous voulez soutenir un projet qui en vaut le coup...
Allez sur le site de cette association "Bigoud for'l Maroc"
Ces jeunes gens ont du mal à trouver des sponsors alors soyez généreux ;) (dons ouverts à partir de 4 euros)!
Vive les jeunes qui se bougent!!! :)
Allez sur le site de cette association "Bigoud for'l Maroc"
Ces jeunes gens ont du mal à trouver des sponsors alors soyez généreux ;) (dons ouverts à partir de 4 euros)!
Vive les jeunes qui se bougent!!! :)
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# Online seit Sonntag, 14. Dezember, 2008 um 16:54
La vita è bella!
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# Online seit Sonntag, 26. Oktober, 2008 um 18:18
Listen: Cocoon_ Hummingbird
(...)
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
Shades of the prison-house begin to close
Upon the growing Boy
But he beholds the light, and whence it flows,
He sees it in his joy;
The Youth, who daily farther from the east
Must travel, still is Nature's priest,
And by the vision splendid
Is on his way attended;
At length the Man perceives it die away,
And fade into the light of common day.
(...)
Wordsworth _ Intimations of Immortality
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
Shades of the prison-house begin to close
Upon the growing Boy
But he beholds the light, and whence it flows,
He sees it in his joy;
The Youth, who daily farther from the east
Must travel, still is Nature's priest,
And by the vision splendid
Is on his way attended;
At length the Man perceives it die away,
And fade into the light of common day.
(...)
Wordsworth _ Intimations of Immortality
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# Online seit Sonntag, 26. Oktober, 2008 um 15:59
Listen: Ayuthya & Shivu Taralagatti _Love is Divine
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"I am an Untouchable!
Like a ray of light shooting through the darkness, the recognition of his position, the significance of his lot dawned upon him. It illuminated the inner chambers of his mind. Everything that had happened to him traced its course up to this light and got the answer. The contempt of those who came to the latrines daily and complained that there weren't any latrines clean, the sneers of the people in the outcaste's colony, the abuse of the crowd that had gathered round him this morning. It was all explicable now. A shock of which this was the name had passed through his perceptions, previously numb and torpid, and had sent a quiver into his being, stirred his nerves of sight, hearing, smell, touch and taste, all into a quickening.
"I am an Untouchable", he said to himself."
Untouchable _ Mulk Raj Anand
"I am an Untouchable!
Like a ray of light shooting through the darkness, the recognition of his position, the significance of his lot dawned upon him. It illuminated the inner chambers of his mind. Everything that had happened to him traced its course up to this light and got the answer. The contempt of those who came to the latrines daily and complained that there weren't any latrines clean, the sneers of the people in the outcaste's colony, the abuse of the crowd that had gathered round him this morning. It was all explicable now. A shock of which this was the name had passed through his perceptions, previously numb and torpid, and had sent a quiver into his being, stirred his nerves of sight, hearing, smell, touch and taste, all into a quickening.
"I am an Untouchable", he said to himself."
Untouchable _ Mulk Raj Anand
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# Online seit Sonntag, 26. Oktober, 2008 um 15:42
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