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Creator MP on September 11, 2012

I am looking at this man, a great Creator.
He spreads his jewelry, his gems of spirit, in front of me. Upon my legs and in my soul he pours them. And just like a miracle, I feel part of his creation.
I sit and observe that man open his lips. He looks upon his own creation and smiles like a child.
And at this moment, this one and unique moment, I know I am alive.
I sense it somewhere in the depth of my being. I feel that, all might collapse around me, and the lights might go off anytime now, but I,
I am here,
I become witness of an image of unconceivable beauty. A witness of life. An observer of creation. Perhaps even its successor.
And all of a sudden,
the luminous Creator begins to walk as if he has no gravity, he moves lightly, like that man on the moon. The people around him watch his steps and then mark their own path on the ground.
A woman attempts to lift a briefcase, but she can’t. Her legs are stuck on the floor. She tries again. She still can’t do it. But someone comes and grabs it from within her hands, and then a man comes lifting her in thin air. And then another four, two girls and two boys, run towards them.
They turn in circles with pieces of paper in their hands, they throw them here and there ferociously, as if they are ripping off their own flesh, until the instant when, all together, they take a deep breath, they lift their arms high in the air, they release their bodies, and then fall down to the soil like heavy rainfalls.
And I,
I remain still and speechless in my corner. I watch them through that little window on the side, and I weep. I weep and I laugh at the same time.
Because I can feel my own body moving with them.
They have lifted my spirit out of my corps.
And I dream. I dream of it again.

PS
Soutenez cet homme et sa vision. Ses danseurs sont, tous, exceptionnellement brillants. Et ce type, c’est un formidable Créateur. Il crée des sentiments, c’est fou.