The little Kondh sculpture seems to be a Goddess who's help has been refused by the male God of creation. Thus, the Goddess (a peacock or a buffalo) was given all the bad work on earth (death, pain, evil) while the male God was creating everything good. This is a very strange religion, in which the female principle is directly associated with inferno forces. I believe that, due to an unconscious principle of recognition, I may have knowned about the meaning of this sculpture without having heard of the Kondhs.

Fearing the female principle probably depends on the mother you had. A boy can develop the female principle instead of his mother, if she wasn't satisfied with it. As an adult, this man can be attracted by men. Or, if not, he can become unable to choose one woman, choosing every woman because of his tremendous fear.



I really appreciated Tarentino's Death Proof. Similar questions: the second group of women in the film have the power and it's obviously a sexual power which is much stronger than the one of stuntman Mike. His macho mask is an easy to destroy mask while the female principle is indestructible, powerful with no limits. The destruction of the male principle at the end makes the girl very happy. But suddenly comes the end while the girls are beating stuntman Mike to death. The war between the two principles is finished and let the female principle alone.

It was nice to hear Chick Habit by April March at the end of the film. The first time I listened to this song was in 1995, when we met with the french journalist, writer, musician and label manager Jean-Emmanuel Dubois, who had then just released April March's debut album on his label Euro-visions. I saw Jean-Emmanuel's name in Tarantino's credits, which is a just revenge after years of obscure activity. Jean-Emmanuel was also one of the 80 people I sent a cassette of my music to in 1995. It was through him that we met with Nick Currie at the end of 1995. I remember that we spent the 95/96 new year's eve with Nick and Shazna, Place du Tertre.

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It's already 2008 in some parts of the world: let's catch up to the previous sun.

On 24th december eve, we were the three of us, Florence, her mother and me, for a very nice dinner in her house in Alsace. We had a special smoked salmon with home made blinis and it was mmm, succulent... On the table, Flo walked her Christmas present, a nineteenth century bronze sculpture from the Kondh tribe in India. This fantasy animal with bird paws looked kawaï, clumsy and strange. Exactly the kind of things that fit with our interior interior. Later, Flo red something about the Kondhs: they have the reputation of being tough and knowned for human sacrifices; they were hard to convince to stop doing that. This small gift might have witnessed or might have been associated with human sacrifice before his walk on our Christmas table.

They don't want to burn it because of the smoke. They don't want to bury it because of the germs and the chemical pollution of the soil. Il monte Vesuvio is the solution for Napoli's rifiuti.

And here is a new poem I wrote about Mallarmé and the famous poetic concept called disparition élocutoire du poète. In my poem, the concept has become one of Mallarmé students, when he was teaching english in Tournon...

Colonel Khadafi watched the code in real 2 days ago. It's really strange to have a lybian ex-rock star here in France, because the last time was in 1973. In 1973 Khadafi wasn't an ex-rock star, he was a young soldier. What happened between 1973 and 2007? Nobody recalls having seen Khadafi live on stage, but everyone agrees that he is an ex-rock star. He's the first ex-rock star in history who never had a music career, which proves that rock is an illusion.