On Friday night...

«Vous ne possédez rien, en dehors des quelques centimètres cubes de votre crâne.»
[ George Orwell ] -  1984

«La guerre, c’est la paix, la liberté c’est l’esclavage, l’ignorance c’est la force.»
[ George Orwell ]

Supermassive Black Hole [MUSE] 

Ooh, baby, don't you know I suffer?
Ooh, baby, can you hear me mourn?
You caught me under false pretences
How long before you let me go?

Ooh ooh ahh, you set my soul alight
Ooh ooh ahh, you set my soul alight

Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstar sucked into the supermasssive (Ooh ooh ahh, you set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstar sucked in so...(Ooh ooh ahh, you set my soul...)

I thought I was a fool for no one
But ooh, baby, I'm a fool for you
You're the queen of the superficial
But how long before you tell the truth?

Ooh ooh ahh, you set my soul alight
Ooh ooh ahh, you set my soul alight

Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstar sucked into the supermasssive (Ooh ooh ahh, you set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstar sucked in so...(Ooh ooh ahh, you set my soul...)

Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole

Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstar sucked into the supermasssive
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstar sucked into the supermassive

Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstar sucked into the supermasssive (Ooh ooh ahh, you set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstar sucked in so...(Ooh ooh ahh, you set my soul...)

Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole

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Ecrire, c'est aussi ne pas parler. C'est se taire. C'est hurler sans bruit.

Marguerite DURAS
"Ecrire"

«On croit que, lorsqu'une chose finit, une autre recommence tout de suite. Non. Entre les deux, c'est la pagaille.»
[ Marguerite Duras ]  - Extrait d’ Hiroshima mon amour