Using the tool to ensure the nonuse of the tool. A perfect meneur. #writing #philosophy

Updating my list of favorite books each year reveals a lot about how tastes and perspectives change over time. An old favorite leaves its place for a new one, while an old forgettable one becomes a discovery. #reading #writing

Choosing the right book for a long flight is more important than packing. Ce n'est plus rattrapable. #reading

Weird will always be wierd for me. #Phonetic #LanguageRevolution #Writing

How many people go beyond the surface? Get a real glimpse of the deep bien caché Stay with it despite the rushing rattle. #writing #poetry #quietthoughts #bilingualwriting

Fighting winter's slower rhythm is a losing battle jour et nuit portent un brouillard of the same color Shorter days, a chaotic wrestle The sun is pushing you Or maybe mad at you A flying visit or a cloudy eclipse. You sit for a coffee, And the day is already gone. #writing #poetry #quietthoughts

Sadness told me that she doesn’t need a reason to visit. Yield to her way, accept her reign. Maybe tomorrow she will go away. Maybe... #whistpr #poetry #quietthoughts

Friction — Chapter Four “You can’t help someone who doesn’t want help.” Ella: Laisse-moi t’aider. Alan: I said no. #bilingualwriting #writing storiesfromthekitchen.blog/ella-alan/

In the world of numbers, warmth is a wonder. #writing #poetry #quietthoughts

Ideas want to spring, and the mind wants to hibernate. #writing #inspiration

I said "egality" because equality wanted égalité. #bilingualwriting #LanguageRevolution #writing #equality

I grew up in a warm country. Alors, l'enchantement de la neige est infini. Every year, I will be waiting, eager for it. Even a few flakes can make the heart race. #bilingualwriting #firstSnow #Magic #Snow

I don’t like Coffee Shops. I sit farther away from people, try to linger, watching, absorbing, listening. Full piece: storiesfromthekitchen.blog/i-dont-like-... #poeticprose #bilingualwriting #coffeeshops

For those who don't drop any letters. propably Because you cannot pronounce a b after a p. #whistpr #LanguageRevolution #quietrevolutions #thecoffeewindow

You don’t own the ruin. You inherit it. But it’s not your legacy. You are just brief. #thecoffeewindow #poeticprose #reflectivewriting

The dogs walked. The self is lost. Are the firebugs becoming the red plants? #thecoffeewindow #whistpr

J'adore le brouillard, it gives a ghosty privacy. #mist #Nebel #thecoffeewindow #bilingualwriting #quietobservations

Why is it so hard to find windows? Seeking air, you get chaos. Des bruits du marché du dimanche, Les vendeurs crient, their good deeds. #thecoffeewindow #bilingualwriting