What would you say about a simpler life?

At least here what is a power we all have : sharing what we think is worthy to be shared and spread over the world we all live in.
Only speaking about it or writing an article to promote that very thing that we thought deserved to be know more and a little bit of our time.
Even if we're not creators ourselves we can still choose what is good to pass around and the brains, ideas, and emotions, we want to uphold.

Beck Mongolian Chop Squad - Full Length "Slip Out" Dub (Lyrics)

... And this one's for me!!

Beck Mongolian Chop Squad - Full Length "Brainstorm" Dub (Lyrics)

With a broken english but So relevant!

People as Cats

As i was coming back from sport, i encountered a friendly gingery cat, and on the rest of my way some thoughts were sparkled in me.

If you are affraid of people, try to imagine them as cats, each individual is a big friendly cat.
Cats riding bikes and cars, cats working on a construction site, cats taking the dog out, cats cleaning the porch.
I think associating humans with those cute creatures in the mind could change the perception and will allow to see that most humans aren't dangerous, most are kind hearted, and if you feel and act toward a human as you do toward a cat, all of you, i think that will create such an irresistible friendly contact, everyone will succumb to joy.

Sure there exists a minority of serial killers and psychopaths that will break your skull without warning if you approach them, but all you'll see is a big furry cat.

No really that's a tiny minority, people are as friendly as cats i swear.

(actually there was a musical picturing that subject... but don't think about that the humongus cats were creepy in this one, eh eh!)

Picking up without watching five M&M's in a bag of five hundred grams composed of six different colors.
All five of them were orange.
How rare is that?! What were the odds?!
Stupidly Incredible!

Words of a drunk guy (drunk dimanche 30 novembre 2014)

The other day i was drunk, i spent the evening with very nice people, and all went very well up to me (though i don't know if i'll ever see them again), but when i came back to my place around three in the morning i couldn't sleep because my head was spinning hard and i was energetic, finally i wrote that text, from which i feel estranged now that i read it while sober, but it is still interesting i think :

"Fuck i'm drunk

I'm not a vector, i'm not someone you pass by and you can forget, i refuse to be, you accept it or you don't but i'm going to shake you to your core, stupidity is not my creed, you come along to the center of your brain or you break, you show your back, you disconnect and that's "bye bye", you don't need me and i don't need you for that trip to the decisive questions, i don't want to sadden you or bring you down in any way, but if you can follow, we hit and we cling and it's stronger than marble, i would want to press and kiss, and spin, and spin, or you watch me with your baleful eye, and i don't want to exist for you, does someone understand, what is there to see in your reserve, while i'm here scorched and panting for a glance, a sign to bring you to me, and fall, stop talking if that's your contempt of a real connection, i can take you to a barren land, drop your substances, see me open arms, or flee because you want to lose yourself in stupidity and in false gods, i go alone, i go alone, i'm alone and people see, but they're elsewhere, low or high, that's useless, i depress you because you don't know who you are, so you skip, you shift, you turn, to the one that will pump up your dream, and the desire misses, we all got it wrong, back, back, back away, we finally don't need a link as thin as a hangover last, there's too many worlds and i'm always missing a step, all is lost in the end, what's left is the deceptive memory of the trip."

(and i even attached a video clip, a soundtrack to this piece of thinking :)