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Présent partout, nulle part

Hartmut Rosa pose une question qui me titille régulièrement : pourquoi vivre dans l'abondance matérielle et la misère existentielle ? Sa réponse : on a perdu la capacité à la résonance. Cette relation vivante au monde où on se sent affecté par ce qu'on rencontre (un paysage, une œuvre,

Masters Of Nothing

Masters Of Nothing

Look how far they've climbed through time and texture. The view is spectacular, the branch is temporary

Vivants ou fuyants ?

Il y a quelque chose de profondément ironique dans notre condition. Nous sommes la seule espèce à savoir qu'elle mourra, et cette conscience devrait peut-être nous rendre plus vivants. Au lieu de cela, elle nous a rendus fous. Pas fous au sens clinique. Fous dans le sens où

Repeat After Me I Am Free

Repeat After Me I Am Free

Perfect evening: soft couch, good company, infinite loop. What else could freedom need ?

Le bug évolutif

Septembre 2025, défilé militaire à Pékin. Poutine et Xi Jinping déclarent vouloir vivre jusqu'à 150 ans. On pourrait rire. Mais leur fantasme d'immortalité concentre quelque chose de notre condition moderne. Ce que révèlent les recherches sur l'anxiété de mort (Klackl, Aarssen, Oliveira) : la conscience

What Would Happen If We Just Stopped ?

What Would Happen If We Just Stopped ?

We're taught that "no" needs justification, that stopping requires permission. But every revolution began with refusal. Every boundary redrawn started with "enough". The system counts on our politeness, our patience, our one more try. What would happen if we just... stopped ?

Be The Sound

Rock star ? Be the sound. That wakes up sleeping neighbors. From their quiet death.

Remember When The World Was This Colorful?

Remember When The World Was This Colorful?

Finding Peace In The Noise

Finding Peace In The Noise

Coffee steam rises. In this hour before the world. I belong to me.

Rolling Past The Void

Rolling Past The Void

Rolling past the void. Even when there's nowhere left. Life insists on living. Gaza, 2025

First Step To Freedom: Disappoint The Right People

First Step To Freedom: Disappoint The Right People

Streets Rise Up And Roar

Streets Rise Up And Roar

Blockades spell out truths. Politicians refuse to read. The street becomes the page.

Maze runners

Move Forward Or Feed The Machin

Move Forward Or Feed The Machin

Microplastics Soup

Microplastics Soup

Plastic islands drift. We built a continent that. No child can call home.

The Architecture of Erasure

The Architecture of Erasure

At Least Sisyphus Had Job Security

At Least Sisyphus Had Job Security

Silence Breaks Like Dawn

Silence Breaks Like Dawn

It's Inside

Becoming What Could Be

Becoming What Could Be

Destination: Elsewhere

Destination: Elsewhere

Thrift Store Madonna

Thrift Store Madonna

She built herself from newspaper obituaries and expired coupons. Now she drinks coffee at 3am and laughs at the mess. The world wanted her clean and simple. She chose magnificent and torn.

Empire Of Impossible

Empire Of Impossible

Child refuses "no". Empire of impossible. Crumbles with one "why not?".

Rust Never Sleeps

Rust Never Sleeps

Face like a borrowed map, all wrong turns and beautiful accidents. Every line earned in bar fights with time. He's not aging - he's fermenting into something dangerous and free.

Malfunction: Still Human

Malfunction: Still Human

Error in the programming. Subject continues to experience awe. Termination impossible. The machine parts obey. The flesh remembers sunsets.