Lyon welcomes me the light for ten years this year. Initially sentimental pretext to join a beautiful human hair, since it is embodied town anchor. At the right size for turning out and that only a draisienne improved take care of my travels. Not a fart 
carbon dioxide, then! My Copenhagen to me, everyday is the enlightened Lugdunum. Well so what if I'm not talking exotic, like those all happy with their often distant anecdotes to fill a vacuum sucked proximity, a nothing intimate. A furnace accessories such gossip! Contemporary Heresy is especially not wanting to move. The movement would be there. I admit sometimes, for my family affections, but drool over distant lands. Eat what is within reach, without implying ogle the frantic gesticulation Space ... like a ballet of the useless: the self-satisfaction with the screening systematically elsewhere. Time
necessarily advance relentlessly. Why he superimposed this obsession with mobility? Our journey through time at a rate of every second of every day worth soon
seconds and weeks equivalent days in our evolving perception, is the most exotic, the most profound and exciting discoveries. I repais without restraint, and above all without trying to hide by smoky path around a planet invaded by those who believe and noisy visitors turn away from the passing time. Earth would warm by burping meats on our feet and the wandering of mankind -tourist, curious about everything and especially what
it is apparently the most inaccessible. Poetic paradox: fossil energy, the quintessence of inaction in the bowels land allows him to claim as a freedom first, perhaps even before that of thought, freedom to go where he feels like it! Claironnons all this unalterable bias for global trade, especially without thinking about some absurd movements generated. Wrong, not in the direction of change ... By what sophistry humanity she believed that its temporal evolution, a wellness therefore, passed without any doubt by developments space for everything: bread, his leisure, his work and holidays ...
all in this together? Move your carcass and thou shalt be changed, my son! see the reaction of motorists they are trying to blame: "But I can not help it! "This is indeed the bone, the initial choices of
civilization that gradually forces the individual to move undergoing overload by the presence of all other forced ... After the path crosses a loved one waiting for me, a grandmother who has no thoughts of his family to move, but c is the most exhilarating travel, beyond time, space and ... to exhaust yourself. It is now more decoys, Copenhagen, Lyon and around the Earth.
Article published on the website of Le Monde newspaper
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