Memories

A page in a book got me like an arrow and kicked open the door to memories I thought had left me forever.
And that night, my dreams were full of them.
I felt both wistful and relieved, wistful when I remembered Before, and relieved it's over.
Sometimes I wonder. There will always be strange and hazy gaps in people's lives. But do we need to understand? Probably there's nothing to understand. Especially when it's completely...absurd !

When I remember how I was like when I was younger, I thought : how weird ! How could we be the same person?
This was my world :

The memory of the drawings I did came back to me. All the history of the Royal Family of Ixion's Empire, and the language I used when I spoke to my fishes ! How others would gather around the odd girl at school while I told tales of Sbelbelmenge Golemenge! Oh Ichigo my queen, and Kico 14 ! Ioko doll kin tara.
But in truth, I'm still that person, for the worse and the best. The Core cannot change.

All this made me understand something. When I was little at school, nobody looked at me, so I drew attention to myself by my crazy tales. Now, I'm always going "Don't see me, don't see me!" like Thick. Both those ways are a wrong path. Because even if I'm not as lively as the others, that doesn't make a ghost of me. I'm not a ghost. I've been told this, but : There, I said it myself.

After having been an Attention Caller and a Ghost, what's next? Gravel, flowers, fishes, clouds, brick, dust, shooting stars, flies, hedgehogs, cars, crushed and dirty chewed-gums. The World !

Strike

52 civilians have died in Lebanon since Hizbollah captured two Israeli
soldiers, while continuing to hit Northern Israel with rockets as Israel
continues to destroy Lebanon’s national infrastructure with aerial bombs.

In the Middle East, Hell is only a step away.
"Hit me, baby, and I'll hit you back." That's the rule of the game, isn't it?

Last time I went to Lebanon was 2 years ago. I had been amazed at the new roads, the new supermarkets, the beautiful airport of Beirut...but now it's going to be destroyed. They must all be so scared. My uncle Jean stayed home today. Everbody is staying in their houses. We're all nervous now.

What can we do but hope, and selfishly pray that those we love won't be harmed?

Little Brother

Of my three younger brothers, Lorenzo is the kindest. He'll turn 12 in August. He's always so curious, always asking questions. At the moment, like loads of boys I guess, he's too much fond of football. Spends the day playing outside with friends.
And he's got a taste for disguise. Once, he put on huge rounded glasses. Damn, he looked like the perfect Harry Potter !
Here's some pictures of his disguises.
Desert Man :

Girl : (yes, yes, the wig is made of tape cassette stuff...)

Cray-face :

Goldfish food Recipe # 1

- Spinach
- Carrots
- Garlic
- 2 tablespoons of cooked rice
- 2 teaspoons of Brewer's yeast full of vitamins
- 200 g of mussels
- 1/4 teaspoon of paprika
- edible gelatin

Let the spinach, carrots, garlic and mussels boil. Then add the other ingredients (save gelatin) and mash. Put the gelatin with a bit of water and add it. Put the meal in freezer. Please note that Goldgluttons (also known as Goldfishes) will go crazy and may want to eat it all; control them.