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Mon MONDE ... ENTROPY...I'm BACK!!"The Saints Are Coming" July 05 Dr. HOUSE une série Hors NORME!! Dr. House est une série où le criminel est la maladie et le héros un médecin irrévérencieux controversé qui ne se fie à personne et moins encore à ses patients. Le Docteur Gregory House est dépourvu de bonnes manières et ne communique pas avec ses patients. Jeune, il a eu une grave infection qui l’oblige depuis lors à utiliser une canne. Il fait preuve de beaucoup d’obstination envers les cas qui lui sont confiés, particulièrement si ses confrères ont échoué avant lui. Son comportement se situe à la frontière d’une attitude antisociale. Physicien, il a des pensées peu conventionnelles mais son instinct sans faille lui a permis d’acquérir beaucoup de respect… Spécialiste des maladies infectieuses et brillant diagnosticien, il aime résoudre des énigmes dans le but de sauver des vies. Il est secondé par une équipe de jeunes experts : un neurologiste, un immunologiste, sans oublier son bon ami le Dr. James Wilson un spécialiste en oncologie …
Gregory House est un médecin que l’on n’a pas très envie d’aller consulter, tellement il n’est pas comme les autres. Certes, c’est un brillant médecin, mais il n’aime pas être en contact avec ses patients. Vêtu d’une blouse blanche, il est en permanence muni de sa canne, et recherche sans cesse à accomplir des miracles, et à se surpasser pour résoudre des cas médicaux compliqués. Gregory House a un passé douloureux, et son problème musculaire à sa jambe n’arrange pas son caractère et sa mauvaise humeur. May 22 Gégé KatanaThere’s a woman here amongst us
A girl we cannot know Eyes from the frontline Eyes that can overthrow Eyes that see what is But more what might be Eyes with vision over visibility There’s a woman in our midst That we can never know A voice from the frontline A voice that can overthrow A voice is more than language A voice is music too Her voice is whispering, ‘Ubuntu, Ubuntu’ Ubuntu, a spell in Swahili There’s no me without you No you without me I am because we are We are what we can do There’s no you without me There’s no me without you The voice says love thy neighbour is not advice, It’s a command The voice says, Africa is your neighbour land The voice says the sun rises on our great shore first The voice sayd dig your neighbours well And you will quench your own thirst And if we dig a well together We will strike a spring of stories And discover we can’t stand up if she is on her knees I am because we are That’s the word ubuntu I learned this lesson from Africa There’s no me without you Gégé, Gégé, iron woman smile We will walk in your footsteps And follow your mile May the dreams you’ve had in darkness Not leave you when you wake And like The Morning Tree of Congo May you bend and never break There’s a woman here amongst us A girl we cannot know She’s been to the frontline But today’s she’s home.
By Paul H. ou B...
February 24 U-TurnLili,take another walk out of your fake world please put all the drugs out of your hand you'll see that you can breath without not back up some much stuff you got to understand for every step in any walk any town of any thaught i'll be your guide for every street of any scene any place you've never been i'll be your guide lili,you know there's still a place for people like us the same blood runs in every hand you see its not the wings that makes the angel just have to move the bats out of your head for every step in any walk any town of any thaught i'll be your guide for every street of any scene any place you've never been i'll be your guide lili,easy as a kiss we'll find an answer put all your fears back in the shade don't become a ghost without no colour cause you're the best paint life ever made February 17 . . . . . . . . . . . .Oh, where do we go, Where do we go from here? Where to go? To the side of a hill Blood was spilt We were still looking at each other. But we're going back there? Jerusalem Jerusalem Shout, shout, with a shout Shout it out, shout Shout it out. I want to go, to the foot of Mount Zion To the foot of He who made me see To the side of a hill blood was spilt We were filled with a love And we're going to be there again Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem Shout, shout, with a shout Shout, with a shout. Windows in the skyThe shackles are undone The bullets quit the gun The heat that's in the sun Will keep us when there's none The rule has been disproved The stone it has been moved The grave is now a groove All debts are removed, ooh Oh can't you see what love has done? Oh can't you see what love has done? Oh can't you see what love has done? What it's doing to me? Love makes strange enemies Makes love where love may please Soul and its striptease Hate brought to its knees The sky over our head We can reach it from our bed You let me in your heart And out of my head, head... Oh can't you see what love has done? Oh can't you see what love has done? Oh can't you see what love has done? What it's doing to me? Oh, oh, oh, oh... Oh, oh, oh, oh... Please don't ever let me out of you I've got no shame, oh no, oh no Oh can't you see what love has done? Oh can't you see? Oh can't you see what love has done? What it's doing to me? (Oh can't you see what love has done?) I know I hurt you and I made you cry (Oh can't you see what love has done?) Did everything but murder but you and I (Oh can't you see what love has done?) But love left a window in the skies (What it's doing to me?) And to love I rhapsodize (Oh can't you see what love has done?) To every broken heart (Oh can't you see what love has done?) For every heart that cries (Oh can't you see what love has done?) Love left a window in the skies (What it's doing to me?) And to love I rhapsodize Oh can't you see? December 13 The Saints Are Coming
June 25 PolitikPOLITIK
Look at earth from outer space
Everyone must find a place Give me time and give me space Give me real; don't give me fake Give me strength; reserve control Give me heart and give me soul Give me time; give us a kiss Tell me your own politik And open up your eyes Open up your eyes Open up your eyes Open up your eyes Give me one, 'cause one is best In confusion, confidence Give me peace of mind and trust Don't forget the rest of us Give me strength; reserve control Give me heart and give me soul Wounds that heal and cracks that fix Tell me all your politik And open up your eyes Open up your eyes Open up your eyes Open up your eyes Just open up your eyes But give me love over, love over, love over this, ahhh And give me love over, love over, love over this, ahhh
COLDPLAY June 20 Fix YouFIX YOU
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When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep Stuck in reverse When the tears come streaming down your face When you lose something you can't replace When you love someone but it goes to waste could it be worse? Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones And I will try to fix you High up above or down below when you too in love to let it go If you never try you'll never know Just what your worth Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones And I will try to fix you Tears streaming down your face June 04 Without you I'm NothingWithout you I'm NOTHING
Strange infatuation seems to grace the evening tide. I'll take it by your side. Such imagination seems to help the feeling slide. I'll take it by your side. Instant correlation sucks and breeds a pack of lies. I'll take it by your side. Oversaturation curls the skin and tans the hide. I'll take it by your side. tick - tock x3 tick - tick - tick - tick - tick - tock I'm unclean, a libertine And every time you vent your spleen, I seem to lose the power of speech, Your slipping slowly from my reach. You grow me like an evergreen, You never see the lonely me at all I... Take the plan, spin it sideways. I... Fall. Without you, I'm Nothing. Without you, I'm nothing. Without you, I'm nothing. Take the plan, spin it sideways. Without you, I'm nothing at all. NostalgieCela va faire maintenant un an que j'ai fait l'agréable rencontre d'une certaine personne.
Aujourd'hui plus rien, manque de communication, changement de situation...
J'ai sans doute du faire ou passer pour un boulet comme d'hab (pas évident de faire son auto critique, enfin je me comprends)..
depuis mine de rien je vis dans la nostalgie. Certe 2005 avait très mal commencé même si aujourd'hui de cette histoire plus rien ne m'affecte en somme guéri quoi (là c'est une vrai auto-critique ;) )
au cours de cette fameuse année j'ai donc rencontré un P'tit ange, qui m'a grave aidé à aller mieux, m'a fait rêver, reprendre plaisir au bonheur, espérer... Bref je lui dois énormément. Comme je n'ai plus moyen de la contacter je l'a remercie à travers mon Blog!
JE TE REMERCIE P'TIT ANGE; Je t'embrasse très fort, Je penses très fort à toi et à steph
Portez vous bien
Et j'espère à un de ces jours
Max Wainting An Angel (My Angel)Waiting on an angel
One to carry me home Hope you come to see me soon Cause I dont want to go alone I dont want to go alone Now angel wont you come by me Angel hear my plea Take my hand lift me up So that I can fly with thee So that I can fly with thee And Im waiting on an angel And I know it wont be long To find myself a resting place In my angels arms In my angels arms So speak kind to a stranger Cause youll never know It just might be an angel come Knockin at your door Knockin at your door And Im waiting on an angel And I know it wont be long To find myself a resting place In my angels arms In my angels arms Waiting on an angel One to carry me home Hope you come to see me soon Cause I dont want to go alone I dont want to go alone Dont want to go I dont want to go alone à un Ange May 29 You Made Me The Thief Of Your HeartYou Made Me The Thief Of Your Heart
I hope you're happy now
I could never make you so You were a hard man No harder in this world You made me cold And you made me hard And you made me the thief Of your heart Winter is cold Oh, but you're colder still And for the first time I feel like you're mine I'll share you with the one Who will mend what falls apart And turn a blind eye To the thief of your heart Oh, you lost Oh, you lost Hope You lost hope You lost hope I'll never wash these clothes I want to keep the stain Your blood to me is precious Nor would I spill it in vain Your spirit sings Though your lips never part Singing only to me The thief of your heart Oh, you lost Oh, you lost Oh, you lost Hope You lost hope Oh, you lost Oh, you lost Hope You lost hope J'espère que tu es heureux maintenant Je n'aurais jamais pu te le faire devenir ne pouvais jamais te rendre ainsi Tu étais un homme dur Pas plus dur dans ce monde Tu me rendais froid Et tu m'as rendu dur Et tu as fait de moi le voleur De ton coeur L'hiver est froid Oh, mais tu es encore plus froid Et pour la première fois Je ressens comme si tu étais à moi Je veux te partagerai avec celui Qui réparera ce qui tombe en morceaux Et fermera les yeux Sur le voleur de ton coeur Oh, tu perds Oh, tu perds L'espoir Tu perds l'espoir Tu perds l'espoir Je ne laverai jamais ces vêtements Je veux garder la tache Ton sang m’est précieux pour moi Je ne le répanderais pas non plus en vain Ton esprit chante Bien que tes lèvres ne se séparent jamais ne s’entrouvent jamais Chantant seulement pour moi Le voleur de ton coeur Oh, tu perds Oh, tu perds Oh, tu perds L'espoir Tu perds l'espoir Oh, tu perds Oh, tu perds L'espoir Tu perds l'espoir May 26 The ground beneath her feetToute ma vie, je l'ai vénérée Sa voix dorée, les vibrations de sa beauté Ce qu'elle nous faisait ressentir Ce qu’elle faisait ressortir de vrai en moi Et la terre sous ses pieds Et la terre sous ses pieds Et maintenant je ne peux être plus sûr de rien Le Noir est Blanc, le froid est chaleur Car ce que je vénérais a volé mon amour C'était la terre sous ses pieds C'était la terre sous ses pieds Descend légèrement ta route obscure Descend légèrement sous le sol J'y serais un de ces jours Je n'aurais pas de répit tant que tu ne seras pas retrouvée Laisse-moi t'aimer pour de vrai Laisse-moi te sauver Laisse-moi te guider là où deux routes se rencontrent Oh reviens là-haut Où il n'y a que l’Amour Que l'Amour Et la terre sous ses pieds Et la terre sous ses pieds |
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