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EXCLURE FORMELLEMENT LA VULGARITÉ ET LA GROSSIÈRETÉ.Christian CAZALShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14899034485719785300noreply@blogger.comBlogger685125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112089437479817973.post-7579744031543627342015-09-17T11:19:00.002+02:002015-09-17T11:30:32.946+02:00 Son costume de clown en Corée<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Il y a plusieurs années , Christian et Catie m’avaient conviée à venir fouiller dans leurs malles costumes,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Christian ayant été comédien , il avait entassé et gardé au fil des années quantité d'accessoires et oripeaux magnifiques.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">ils m'ont généreusement offert de choisir ce qui pouvait m'être utile pour mes activités théâtre de rue ou musique avec les enfants.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Le reste devait partir à la déchetterie... </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Cette belle combinaison de clown,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> je l'ai donc récupérée et gardée à mon tour.....</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">sans l'avoir jamais vraiment utilisée.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Et voici que Claude Roche , ami facteur de masques , plasticien et comédien lui aussi , </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"> pour lequel il est invité en Corée!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Voici ce qu'il nous dit de cette nouvelle aventure...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"> Bonjour les amis, le compte à rebours a commencé dans une semaine aujourd'hui je m'envole pour l'Asie.<br />
Première étape le Festival de Mask-Dance d'Andong, petite ville de l'est
de la Corée du sud qui depuis quelques dizaines d'années fait revivre
le théâtre masqué traditionnel et invite pour cela des compagnies de
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Je suis très honoré d'être le premier européen invité dans ce festival,
je ne sais pas trop pourquoi cette faveur ! car ce que je vais présenter
n'est pas traditionnel, et je leur ai bien dit que j'étais plutôt dans
une démarche de création contemporaine, mais est ce un besoin
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En attendant je vais d'abord mener un atelier de fabrication de masques,
puis jouer une performance de rue</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> "Le semeur d'étoiles"</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Christian doit jubiler de voir ainsi son costume continuer à vivre et jouer en pays lointains....</span></div>
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croukougnouchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300642265347838647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112089437479817973.post-88993878155777549582015-04-27T20:08:00.001+02:002015-04-27T20:08:54.847+02:00Renaissance printannière<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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croukougnouchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300642265347838647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112089437479817973.post-55215832767772466342013-03-19T19:59:00.000+01:002013-03-20T11:42:11.349+01:00Christian pense à vous...<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="font-size: large;">Christian est encore exilé</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">au pays des blouses blanches</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sa plume en suspens</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Trace <span style="font-size: large;">à</span> mots invisibles</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;">Je suis la messagère de celui qui attend </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;">Bercé par les vagues </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;">Que la calèche légère le ramène à bon port</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;">en son donjon <span style="font-size: large;">fouetté</span> par le vent </span>...</span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;">Christian<span style="font-size: large;">-</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;">Christian de las Casas-</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;">Est retenu depuis des semaines</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;">loin de ses pages </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Par des impératifs de santé,</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">s</span>urvenus br<span style="font-size: large;">usquement</span> </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Il me char<span style="font-size: large;">ge de vous transmettre ses amitiés,</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">ses pensées </span> </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;">Les mots lui sont un baume</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;">La musique des phrases lues sur les lèvres</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ou au coin d'un billet <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">griffonné,</span> </span> </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;">Une mélodie chargée des parfums d'<span style="font-size: large;">O</span>rient</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;">Le rêve est son remède souverain,</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Le <span style="font-size: large;">promeneur baladin</span> revient bientôt</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">A</span>vec tant de poèmes à vous dire.....</span></span></span> </span></span></div>
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croukougnouchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300642265347838647noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112089437479817973.post-74218880000185627932012-09-02T00:26:00.000+02:002015-04-28T13:58:36.434+02:00Emerger de nulle part<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">petit dessin ordi : Croukougnouche</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">C'est vraiment une très étrange situation....</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Pouvoir entrer et se promener dans cet espace </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">alors que son principal occupant,</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Créateur de celui-ci </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">N'a plus la possibilité d'y accéder pour cause de piratage </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">de sa page</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Il y a plusieurs mois.... </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">et peut-être même presque un an .. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">J'ai perdu le fil..</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: large;">Et moi,</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: large;">petite souris </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: large;">Pas du tout gênée,</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: large;">Plutôt culottée!</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: large;">Je me faufile..</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: large;">après tout ce temps,</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: large;">Faire une petite surprise</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Christian,</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ne t'inquiète pas, </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Je ne touche à rien</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Visiblement, tout fonctionne..</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">C'est à n'y rien comprendre..!</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Juste m'amuser un peu </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">de ce pouvoir que tu m'as donné </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">De pouvoir poster</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Dans tes plates bandes</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Faire un pied de nez aux malfaisants, </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Juste un petit dessin </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">L'oiseau posé sur l'île</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">qui dérive </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Radeau -blog</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">très léger</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Si léger </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ne peut pas couler....</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Quelle aubaine!</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;">Signé: Croukougnouche !</span></span></span></div>
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croukougnouchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300642265347838647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112089437479817973.post-29046904794324757212011-10-29T19:43:00.000+02:002011-10-29T19:43:28.712+02:00Ciel changeant des rêves à respirer les yeux ouverts..<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn75WskcRCzoUYK3SooMh40o71T3WohLWayRyH0rYKCV4blfgxQoQilQU6RutgKqd1PaK2PooPYEFx3pbRbGR1DIQf975r1eUcOM5Yjmmm4Jb4qklNEylWmGrDc0m22BH3BYWbTP_yK8Uw/s1600/floter.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn75WskcRCzoUYK3SooMh40o71T3WohLWayRyH0rYKCV4blfgxQoQilQU6RutgKqd1PaK2PooPYEFx3pbRbGR1DIQf975r1eUcOM5Yjmmm4Jb4qklNEylWmGrDc0m22BH3BYWbTP_yK8Uw/s400/floter.bmp" width="400" /></a></div>croukougnouchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300642265347838647noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112089437479817973.post-46621730085957253032011-10-07T19:42:00.002+02:002011-10-07T19:45:03.582+02:00Tant pis pour les pirates!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKc-DxOxuaIgJgHZFd78iXJ54pJgOg3hmFUdZrCYGzs-r5W0qNPTDYnsHAmLjnmQjcMOvlbh3Rv4ZTHWoVvyJHkjZlUPW-6_qkXl41qsiLxc4IKCvuqTXtZ1jiNmPKf7y_zZru1jcPMAWW/s1600/les+pirates.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKc-DxOxuaIgJgHZFd78iXJ54pJgOg3hmFUdZrCYGzs-r5W0qNPTDYnsHAmLjnmQjcMOvlbh3Rv4ZTHWoVvyJHkjZlUPW-6_qkXl41qsiLxc4IKCvuqTXtZ1jiNmPKf7y_zZru1jcPMAWW/s400/les+pirates.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">"LES PIRATES"</span> </span></span> </span></span></span>petit dessin-ordi / Croukougnouche</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000;"><span style="font-size: large;">De la part de Christian</span></span>,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000;"><span style="font-size: large;">Et par mon entremise, car il n'a plus la possibilité d'écrire sur ce blog,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000;"><span style="font-size: large;">Son compte ayant été piraté,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000;"><span style="font-size: large;">ainsi que son mail!!!! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000;"><span style="font-size: large;">Il vous invite à le rejoindre sur son nouveau blog dont voici le lien:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><i>C'est la force créatrice à l'intérieur de l'Homme.</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i> L'Homme est ignorant de sa vraie nature divine c'est pourquoi il essaye de se procurer le bonheur dans les objets périssables de cet univers.</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>L'Homme évolue dans un monde agité.</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>Rien ne le satisfait vraiment.</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>L'Homme a besoin de calme et de paix.</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>La Kundalini est ce serpent lumineux qui passe par les Sept Chakras, les sept centres de l'énergie vitale.</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>Ce serpent lumineux nous est transmis par la Terre-Mère et s'élève vers notre mental sublimé et illustré ici par cet arbre dans lequel circule l'ÉNERGIE.</i></div>Christian CAZALShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14899034485719785300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112089437479817973.post-55638394075974060512011-09-26T00:50:00.014+02:002011-09-26T18:56:28.316+02:00SONGE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhKdM7YvCuy7rKa81xptLi9IguETMK6WIjUHdOsWE_UQMQvJhaLJu7ODA2otkhF4JL0l1Zj1CaQIBi6InVUOwoJaLBvSC5yCEuBLo-mf2MpiXY97jIMFW5DMdIeYjV4-iQA9KEAXyIi6qB/s1600/IMGP1060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhKdM7YvCuy7rKa81xptLi9IguETMK6WIjUHdOsWE_UQMQvJhaLJu7ODA2otkhF4JL0l1Zj1CaQIBi6InVUOwoJaLBvSC5yCEuBLo-mf2MpiXY97jIMFW5DMdIeYjV4-iQA9KEAXyIi6qB/s640/IMGP1060.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /></a></div>Christian CAZALShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14899034485719785300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112089437479817973.post-55891292619314251522011-09-25T11:51:00.000+02:002011-09-25T11:51:45.908+02:00LA RUE LONGUE. / Saint remy de Provence<div style="text-align: center;">AU BOUT DE LA RUE LONGUE ?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Christian CAZALShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14899034485719785300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112089437479817973.post-53564028469014227712011-09-25T11:14:00.000+02:002011-09-25T11:14:09.656+02:00UNE PRIÈRE AMÉRICAINE. JIM MORRISON<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0x8lAWivcKhm7wPJJsTazIpvCz9Py4klObiT2Obb3f8RUljYjeUJKxbEaeXURsyYVNoF6YSibHyczecSZEo6jEN_Vxk4LuFwKcgMoRt-tHsUZ6kKT1subuXQ2OPHUEkOInZ4sX2tfyNqz/s1600/IMGP1106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0x8lAWivcKhm7wPJJsTazIpvCz9Py4klObiT2Obb3f8RUljYjeUJKxbEaeXURsyYVNoF6YSibHyczecSZEo6jEN_Vxk4LuFwKcgMoRt-tHsUZ6kKT1subuXQ2OPHUEkOInZ4sX2tfyNqz/s640/IMGP1106.JPG" width="462" /></a></div> <i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">J'ai découvert que mon seul amour était d'un Dimanche bleu. Elle m'a regardé et m'a dit que j'étais le seul au monde.</span></span></i><br />
<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Maintenant j'ai une fille à moi.</span></i></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Une fille qui m'attend aux moments tendres.</span></i></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Une fille à moi,</span></i></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">elle est le monde,</span></i></div><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">elle est mienne.</span></span></i><br />
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Une course dans les hautes herbes, les pierres dispersées, les massifs de fleurs, d'étranges rugissements de félins en devenir, des étreintes violentes ponctuées de bruit de griffe, une course de fuite et la lutte sans merci.<br />
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<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Le petit chemin de pierre bordé de framboisiers</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"> la chaleur de l'heure</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">de la sieste,</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">c'était l'adolescence, le moment de découverte des vibrations intimes du corps,</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">les instants d'attouchements secrets,</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">un village proche de la frontière Andorrane</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Toulouse au Nord,</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">La montagne Saint Pierre au Sud,</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">avec sa grotte</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">cachette mystérieuse dans laquelle je retrouvai Alexandra,</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Le Quié à l'est,</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">de marbre et vertigineux,</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">à l'ouest,</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Je me souviens elle était sur le bord du chemin</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">cachée dans les broussailles.</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Me fit un signe de la main</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Je vis sa bouche appeler.</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Elle est repartie dans un grand éclat de rire.</span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
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<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;">Parfois un glissement... frôlement... une ombre, sensation étrange, frisson en moi, en promenade sur la lande, ou bien caché dans le salon au murs tendus de soie damassée, rouge écarlate, étendu en solitaire, car celle qui palpe la musculature fatiguée des membres amaigris de mon corps, ce corps dont j'ai fait usage avec excès, est repartie</span></b></i></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;">vers d'autres plaisirs, d'autres sensations étranges qu'elle éprouve au toucher en prodiguant ses caresses, attouchements prolongés, baisers, alors on s'endort, le ciel est lumineux, envie de chanter.</span></b></i></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;">Un chat noir bondit.....mais il n'y a pas de chat.</span></b></i></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;">La course effrénée d'une ombre minuscule le long des murs circulaires du boudoir, et sa disparition soudaine.</span></b></i></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;"> (à suivre) </span></b></i><br />
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</div>Christian CAZALShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14899034485719785300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112089437479817973.post-37164297454257590912011-09-22T09:30:00.002+02:002011-09-22T09:30:58.793+02:00Une Prière Américaine. Jim Morrisson<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-pkymTQysNg" width="420"></iframe>Christian CAZALShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14899034485719785300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112089437479817973.post-39219165507132000472011-09-22T01:20:00.005+02:002011-09-23T19:18:17.484+02:00TRANSMIS PAR ANNE TUILLIÈRE. " Les Clefs du Royaume de souffrance" pour Christian CAZALS. Texte de JIM MORISSON<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;">Trembler , la fin,</span></b></i></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;">ÉCoute belle amie: écoute moi :Voici la fin mon bel ami,</span></b></i></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;">Voici la fin,mon seul ami, la fin</span></b></i></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;">de nos plans élaborés, la fin</span></b></i></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;">de tout ce qui a un sens, la fin,</span></b></i></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;">ni salut ni surprise, la fin.</span></b></i></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">C.C/ Boucherif</div>Christian CAZALShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14899034485719785300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112089437479817973.post-65583170289223118762011-09-18T17:31:00.010+02:002011-09-18T17:34:42.882+02:00<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6VGIMnI-O-MSGUyN1q4SGEZ0RdyUjJGizZ2w-vsjURibe8Gwa-pKdyW3QOfFrrIZKCjItO52Tdyu4Q39Q6QnUGnzUQ_4BZIcAtiMpr-74smBF-Krg9EHuTkPuTUvbZ9J8J0R939UgfeeK/s1600/IMGP1076.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6VGIMnI-O-MSGUyN1q4SGEZ0RdyUjJGizZ2w-vsjURibe8Gwa-pKdyW3QOfFrrIZKCjItO52Tdyu4Q39Q6QnUGnzUQ_4BZIcAtiMpr-74smBF-Krg9EHuTkPuTUvbZ9J8J0R939UgfeeK/s640/IMGP1076.JPG" width="406" /></a> </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>ELLE S'OUVRE ET S'ÉPANOUIT </i></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><br />
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</div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;">J'ai posé mon front sur l'arbre</span></i></b><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;"></span></div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;"> des larmes se sont écoulées de mes yeux.</span></i></b><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;"></span></div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;">Que dois-je te dire - merveilleux moment -</span></i></b><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;"></span></div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;">étreindre l'arbre,</span></i></b><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;"></span></div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;">sous les doigts la sève en palpitations,</span></i></b><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;"></span></div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;">sous les doigts l'écorce - sa rugosité parfumée -</span></i></b><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;"></span></div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;">sous les doigts la douceur de tes yeux, et tes lèvres, et l'intime de tes joies </span></i></b></div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;">multiples.</span></i></b><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;"></span></div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;">Sous mes doigts...</span></i></b><span style="font-family: Andalus; font-size: 14pt;"></span></div>Christian CAZALShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14899034485719785300noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112089437479817973.post-61817846391748443222011-09-17T12:23:00.000+02:002011-09-17T12:23:51.580+02:00Journées du Patrimoine. Les Pénitents Blancs. Chapelle à LA GARDE ADHÉMAR<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDV57Dxv1n2_cPwhXTRNh68ebSEYdjbGWN-nMC1ZGA9az7Qb3nbfgNGkb_Yoz8esJrt_IOAI5nVyW1dAos6itb_14zvti0HIxzRCZLMcOgcpJ01KjLhmevSD1OtefjUuFVfZoHcynEXEHn/s1600/IMGP1071.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="619" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDV57Dxv1n2_cPwhXTRNh68ebSEYdjbGWN-nMC1ZGA9az7Qb3nbfgNGkb_Yoz8esJrt_IOAI5nVyW1dAos6itb_14zvti0HIxzRCZLMcOgcpJ01KjLhmevSD1OtefjUuFVfZoHcynEXEHn/s640/IMGP1071.JPG" width="640" /></a> </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /></a></div>Christian CAZALShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14899034485719785300noreply@blogger.com0