Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Where Do Shareaza Sent Songs
third title of our "Those who walk against the wind"
THE ART OF LIVING WITH THE MAXIMUM MINIMUM JR Geyer (32 pages, 3 €). A wonderful little handbook, a great literary quality, the ability to live a very lightweight material consciousness optimal.
"It's been years, more precisely, for decades, almost a life that I practice the art of living up to the minimum these days, I intensified it. This means that when I am between my thumb and index finger a one euro coin, with the hemmed piece of copper hit the emblem of the country, I double the value or I will multiply by three or five or even ten; depending on the circumstances. I never buy at the price it costs the object, never. "
This book is a sort of Walden, or Life in the woods, the magnificent ode to Henry David Thoreau implemented in our urban forest, contemporary, its supermarket shelves, its markets for thrift, flea: in other words, how being poor and gourmet all at once, how to live in "a gilded misery, be satisfied without losing his zest for life, or how to win on the life that we want us to swallow, be richer by being poorer. "The unfriendly satiety," wrote the author, when we know the living conscience. "
JR Geyer: under this name hides a writer and a confirmed anti-social intending to stay.
Details on our collection "Those who walk against the wind", each volume includes a 24 or 32 pages and costs 3 €.
These are texts of direct intervention, written in consciousness, outside the dictates of any bias or ideological consensus, and under the auspices of Albert Camus who wrote, in spring 1954: "Governments, by definition, have no conscience. "Shots in heart reactions to hot small clinical records, very informed on hot topics (like I am a teacher and I disobey). Testimonies shifted, on literary topics of current (as The Lifestyle maximum with the minimum). Or, selected pages from texts unsung great authors (like, forthcoming, the money in for you to Marx) who seem to think contemporary.
And when we can, unreleased: the text by Jim Harrison from a debate with readers in Montpellier in 2005: Indian, my brother (April 2010).
Titles already published in this collection:
In the meantime, Reflections on the economic fascism, by John Berger (March 2009)
I am teacher and I disobeyed, by Bastien Cazals, school teacher (May 2009). This title remained for five weeks in the bestseller list;
Forthcoming: In February
:
Albert Camus and his libertarian critique of violence, by Lou Marino
Sartre and violence of the poor, by Yves K.
March:
Gypsies, Roma, Travellers, Eternity and after? by Claire Auzias (April 8 is International Day of Roma)
In preparation:
The crime of obedience, by François Roux, defense official at the International Court at The Hague.
I've seen people snort, by Patrick Chamoiseau, Prix Goncourt 1992. 
THE ART OF LIVING WITH THE MAXIMUM MINIMUM JR Geyer (32 pages, 3 €). A wonderful little handbook, a great literary quality, the ability to live a very lightweight material consciousness optimal.
"It's been years, more precisely, for decades, almost a life that I practice the art of living up to the minimum these days, I intensified it. This means that when I am between my thumb and index finger a one euro coin, with the hemmed piece of copper hit the emblem of the country, I double the value or I will multiply by three or five or even ten; depending on the circumstances. I never buy at the price it costs the object, never. "
This book is a sort of Walden, or Life in the woods, the magnificent ode to Henry David Thoreau implemented in our urban forest, contemporary, its supermarket shelves, its markets for thrift, flea: in other words, how being poor and gourmet all at once, how to live in "a gilded misery, be satisfied without losing his zest for life, or how to win on the life that we want us to swallow, be richer by being poorer. "The unfriendly satiety," wrote the author, when we know the living conscience. "
JR Geyer: under this name hides a writer and a confirmed anti-social intending to stay.
Details on our collection "Those who walk against the wind", each volume includes a 24 or 32 pages and costs 3 €.
These are texts of direct intervention, written in consciousness, outside the dictates of any bias or ideological consensus, and under the auspices of Albert Camus who wrote, in spring 1954: "Governments, by definition, have no conscience. "Shots in heart reactions to hot small clinical records, very informed on hot topics (like I am a teacher and I disobey). Testimonies shifted, on literary topics of current (as The Lifestyle maximum with the minimum). Or, selected pages from texts unsung great authors (like, forthcoming, the money in for you to Marx) who seem to think contemporary.
And when we can, unreleased: the text by Jim Harrison from a debate with readers in Montpellier in 2005: Indian, my brother (April 2010).
Titles already published in this collection:
In the meantime, Reflections on the economic fascism, by John Berger (March 2009)
I am teacher and I disobeyed, by Bastien Cazals, school teacher (May 2009). This title remained for five weeks in the bestseller list;
Forthcoming: In February
:
Albert Camus and his libertarian critique of violence, by Lou Marino
Sartre and violence of the poor, by Yves K.
March:
Gypsies, Roma, Travellers, Eternity and after? by Claire Auzias (April 8 is International Day of Roma)
In preparation:
The crime of obedience, by François Roux, defense official at the International Court at The Hague.
I've seen people snort, by Patrick Chamoiseau, Prix Goncourt 1992.
Imperia Online Wikipedia
Successful désobéisseurs
Thanks to all the readers I am a teacher and I disobeyed. Bastien's book is in its third printing. Five weeks on the bestseller list of L'Express. Continue to support and the book and the author for after the administrative court of Montpellier in his favor by denying that he retired from the days of salary, Luc Chatel, Minister of National Education, has appealed to the Council of State and Defense Costs are high ... 
Thanks to all the readers I am a teacher and I disobeyed. Bastien's book is in its third printing. Five weeks on the bestseller list of L'Express. Continue to support and the book and the author for after the administrative court of Montpellier in his favor by denying that he retired from the days of salary, Luc Chatel, Minister of National Education, has appealed to the Council of State and Defense Costs are high ...
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Letter Welcome Visitors Church
Am I the bubble of BD in three dots? (Damn hurtful memory) after
You're my pepper dishes, the cheese of my pasta, my pair of Stan Smith lying around somewhere, a plane ticket for I know not where! You're a
Antonioni film that I have not seen yet, a novel by Kundera that I read, the colors of a picture I will never forget.
You're as this newspaper that I slide under my arm to go play in the sun.
You're the play button I press, these vibrations that pass through me, this freedom restorative.
You are the ocean or sea that gives me too much to see, the mountain that lets go, then the sky that opens its arms wide, corny but true.
You are, although it is unimaginable, my king and my bird, the rest has more flavor.
Be all that, be yourself.
And be another plus.
That date, but it is still reads ... 
You're my pepper dishes, the cheese of my pasta, my pair of Stan Smith lying around somewhere, a plane ticket for I know not where! You're a
Antonioni film that I have not seen yet, a novel by Kundera that I read, the colors of a picture I will never forget.
You're as this newspaper that I slide under my arm to go play in the sun.
You're the play button I press, these vibrations that pass through me, this freedom restorative.
You are the ocean or sea that gives me too much to see, the mountain that lets go, then the sky that opens its arms wide, corny but true.
You are, although it is unimaginable, my king and my bird, the rest has more flavor.
Be all that, be yourself.
And be another plus.
That date, but it is still reads ...
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Lis Sophia Party Invite
Anyone sell me a future of opportunity
Viera come my second hand in the face.
No room for doubt, no confusion, I will never walk
head down.
begged me to go, rather than falling away,
What not to follow any shepherd.
As if the bird took flight seventh heaven
At the slightest feather damaged ...
Yes, fall or even underground! To believe lower
That bland dreams too highly placed people who come forward to
not traced to their mastaba.
Happy who strays into the intricacies of the hour, not more
A tic-tact
padded his life to live so batifoleur noun!
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