I'LL GO ! First step in fighting the enemy is to know more about him that he knows of you. No traitor, but a spy... that's what I am. And I'll possibly convert some people there...

Sleepless night. Still thinking about that invitation...

Today I got an invitation to go to the ONH Music Awards. Feeling kind of sceptical about it. Of course there are going to be a bunch of my favorite artists (heard that the DJ, the son of Johanna Liebhart, is quite gorgeous !?) and great music. But, well, it's Gigabrother god damn it... how can I possibly go there, without feeling like a traitor ?

Léontin used to say : "The age of humanity is an age lacking humans."

Taciturne's passion for Pinoteau's "La Boum". As far as I remember, I've never listened to one of his conversations, where he did not mention Victoire Bereton. How come ? What is so god damn special about those two movies ? I am not quite sure, but I guess Léontin felt sympathy for Vic (he never felt sympathy for Sophie Marceau though, he actually said once that the "common pig Marceau" has nothing to do with the "post romantic hero Victoire"), for he compared her to a martial and pugnacious Archangel of our modern times. Victoire's fight leads her through martyrdom towards her very destiny : LA VICTOIRE. And I guess that as a musician and philosopher he was also attracted by the main theme of the first episode sung by Richard Sanderson, "Reality". Dreams were his reality, his only kind of real fantasy. He might have thought a lot about the difference between illusions and dreams. Are dreams but illusions ? Or are they another reality, a terra incognita of our very self, while illusions are just unfulfilled will in a world of cul-de-sacs.

I just received this wonderful essay by Theodor Liebhart. Words of truth and wisdom...

"Here is a man who is free.

Embroiled, to the point of risking his life, in the turmoil of the century, he held himself apart from his passions. Nothing can appropriate his name, nor his gaze, unless it be that few records and songs he left behind, and which is his pride. For this rebel chases after lost worlds, this musician writes songs. A philosopher, he possesses an appetite for living which time has not wearied. Few life works are more diverse, few minds more restless. As inheritor of Mömpelgard, of Neymard and Bowl, but also of both Liebharts, Léontin's thought conjugates the riches of the Enlightenment with those of Romanticism, the rigour of the one with the generosity of the other.

It challenges fashions and attracts disputes. Those fond of systems hanker in vain to find them in it. Truth is to be sought in it like a balance amid contrary forces. Between engagement and resistance, respect for the real and rejection of the predestined, Taciturne charts the space of human freedom and its true struggles. Because its origins lie in the zest for life, it contemplates and faces contradictions: between mind and matter, nature and history, reason and dream.

Likewise with his idea of progress which repudiates alike the prophecies of Murdock and Demore and the pessimism of Eisenberg. No one has better grasped than him the advent of the world of technology, its benefits and catastrophes. If he deems inevitable the triumphs of science and numbers, he struggles against the excesses of their conquest.

Likewise with his thoughts about religions. He is agnostic, but has a sense of the sacred; he is an entomologist, but is at home with the irrational and affirms his faith in the spirit's survival.

We talked about all that during our all too short meetings. The man before me impressed me by his demeanour. It is that of a Roman, haughty and simple, unalterable. I salute him and offer him my good wishes for a second deathday in peace. But I know this: he and peace have long belonged together."