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Aux êtres de lumières...…Merci 1193

On aime bronzer , se dorer la pilule au soleil. On s enduit d artifices pour atteindre la couleur tant rêvée, qui ne laissera personne indifférent. On se pavane comme un paon fier de son plumage. On fait la pose telle une statue de bronze dans une exposition chique. Dans le musée de la vie , les visiteurs défilent, s arrêtent ou non devant la statue, certains apprécient les couleurs, s'extasient devant un ou deux détails : une poitrine bien définie ou des muscles saillants, font les connaisseurs quelques instants, puis vont répéter le processus devant une autre pièce de l expo … De temps en temps, des visiteurs exceptionnels restent figés devant la statue, la contemplent profondément. Ils apprécient autant que les autres les couleurs, les reliefs et détails superficiels. Seulement, quelque chose en eux voit plus loin que les autres. Une vision éclairée par une lumière interne qui les attirent vers l intérieur de la statue, bien au delà de la superficie si bien travaillée. Une clairvoyance qui distingue l extérieur rayonnant fièrement exposé de la profondeur creuse, froide et terne précieusement cachée. On enferme notre cœur , notre vulnérabilité et nos failles dans un tiroir a double tour puis on donne la clé a nos doutes , nos peurs et nos démons jusqu au jour ou un des ces visiteurs , ces êtres de lumière , pénètre, sans forcer ni se précipiter, de ses rayons a travers le trou de la serrure pour éclairer notre pénombre. On se sent enterré vivant , on suffoque sous terre, lui perçoit en vous une graine, plantée par les circonstances de la vie , qui ne demande qu' a éclore , rejoindre la surface et retrouver la lumière. Il vous tend un arrosoir , vous demande de le remplir d amour, de compassion et de bienveillance et vous invite a nourrir cette graine qui a assez attendu qu on prenne soin d elle… Arrosez la graine en vous , et exposez vous devant les bons visiteurs.....avant que le musée ne ferme
Fouad bakal

Fouad bakal

Mon Maroc me passionne et mes concitoyens me fascinent. j observe, je commente et j analyse. Activité préférée: soulever des questions , en poser certaines et en laisser d autres en suspens … bienvenus dans ma tete.


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THE MEDITATIONS - Book I.[1/3] 2002

1. I learned from my grandfather, Verus, to use good manners, and to put restraint on anger. 2. In the famous memory of my father I had a pattern of modesty and manliness. 3. Of my mother I learned to be pious and generous; to keep myself not only from evil deeds, but even from evil thoughts; and to live with a simplicity which is far from customary among the rich. 4. I owe it to my great-grandfather that I did not attend public lectures and discussions, but had good and able teachers at home; and I owe him also the knowledge that for things of this nature a man should count no expense too great. 5. My tutor taught me not to favour either green or blue at the chariot races, nor, in the contests of gladiators, to be a supporter either of light or heavy armed. He taught me also to endure labour; not to need many things; to serve myself without troubling others; not to intermeddle in the affairs of others, and not easily to listen to slanders against them. 6. Of Diognetus I had the lesson not to busy myself about vain things; not to credit the great professions of such as pretend to work wonders, or of sorcerers about their charms, and their expelling of Demons and the like; not to keep quails (for fighting or divination), nor to run after such things; to suffer freedom of speech in others, and to apply myself heartily to philosophy. Him also I must thank for my hearing first Bacchius, then Tandasis and Marcianus; that I wrote dialogues in my youth, and took a liking to the philosopher’s pallet and skins, and to the other things which, by the Grecian discipline, belong to that profession. 7. To Rusticus I owe my first apprehensions that my nature needed reform and cure; and that I did not fall into the ambition of the common Sophists, either by composing speculative writings or by declaiming harangues of exhortation in public; further, that I never strove to be admired by ostentation of great patience in an ascetic life, or by display of activity and application; that I gave over the study of rhetoric, poetry, and the graces of language; and that I did not pace my house in my senatorial robes, or practise any similar affectation. I observed also the simplicity of style in his letters, particularly in that which he wrote to my mother from Sinuessa. I learned from him to be easily appeased, and to be readily reconciled with those who had displeased me or given cause of offence, so soon as they inclined to make their peace; to read with care; not to rest satisfied with a slight and superficial knowledge; nor quickly to assent to great talkers. I have him to thank that I met with the discourses of Epictetus, which he furnished me from his own library. 8. From Apollonius I learned true liberty, and tenacity of purpose; to regard nothing else, even in the smallest degree, but reason always; and always to remain unaltered in the agonies of pain, in the losses of children, or in long diseases. He afforded me a living example of how the same man can, upon occasion, be most yielding and most inflexible. He was patient in exposition; and, as might well be seen, esteemed his fine skill and ability in teaching others the principles of philosophy as the least of his endowments. It was from him that I learned how to receive from friends what are thought favours without seeming humbled by the giver or insensible to the gift. 9. Sextus was my pattern of a benign temper, and his family the model of a household governed by true paternal affection, and a steadfast purpose of living according to nature. Here I could learn to be grave without affectation, to observe sagaciously the several dispositions and inclinations of my friends, to tolerate the ignorant and those who follow current opinions without examination. His conversation showed how a man may accommodate himself to all men and to all companies; for though companionship with him was sweeter and more pleasing than any sort of flattery, yet he was at the same time highly respected and reverenced. No man was ever more happy than he in comprehending, finding out, and arranging in exact order the great maxims necessary for the conduct of life. His example taught me to suppress even the least appearance of anger or any other passion; but still, with all this perfect tranquillity, to possess the tenderest and most affectionate heart; to be apt to approve others yet without noise; to have much learning and little ostentation. 10. I learned from Alexander the Grammarian to avoid censuring others, to refrain from flouting them for a barbarism, solecism, or any false pronunciation. Rather was I dexterously to pronounce the words rightly in my answer, confining approval or objection to the matter itself, and avoiding discussion of the expression, or to use some other form of courteous suggestion. 11. Fronto made me sensible how much of envy, deceit and hypocrisy surrounds princes; and that generally those whom we account nobly born have somehow less natural affection. 12. I learned from Alexander the Platonist not often nor without great necessity to say, or write to any man in a letter, that I am not at leisure; nor thus, under pretext of urgent affairs, to make a practice of excusing myself from the duties which, according to our various ties, we owe to those with whom we live. 13. Of Catulus I learned not to condemn any friend’s expostulation even though it were unjust, but to try to recall him to his former disposition; to stint no praise in speaking of my masters, as is recounted of Domitius and Athenodorus; and to love my children with true affection. 14. Of Severus, my brother, I learned to love my kinsmen, to love truth, to love justice. Through him I came to know Thrasea, Helvidius, Cato, Dion, and Brutus. He gave me my first conception of a Commonwealth founded upon equitable laws and administered with equality of right; and of a Monarchy whose chief concern is the freedom of its subjects. Of him I learned likewise a constant and harmonious devotion to Philosophy; to be ready to do good, to be generous with all my heart. He taught me to be of good hope and trustful of the affection of my friends. I observed in him candour in declaring what he condemned in the conduct of others; and so frank and open was his behaviour, that his friends might easily see without the trouble of conjecture what he liked or disliked.