http://petaramesh.org/ Ashram de Swâmi Petaramesh, Grand Guru de la Secte des Adorateurs de Cela. fr Sat, 22 Nov 2008 00:40:03 +0100 CreativeCommons.org BY-NC-SA 2.0 FR http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss Dotclear http://petaramesh.org/post/2006/09/27/417-couleur-du-temps urn:md5:c19932b85b37b25caea9baceb1e0311d Wed, 27 Sep 2006 09:24:24 +0000 Petaramesh Intime Universel LamartinemusiquePink Floydspleen <p>Sur mon <em>juke-box</em> intérieur, ce matin. Ambiance <em>spleenitude</em>, dirait-on.</p> <blockquote><p><em>So, so you think you can tell</em><br /> <em>Heaven from hell</em><br /> <em>Blue skies from pain</em><br /> <em>Can you tell a green field</em><br /> <em>From a cold steel rail</em><br /> <em>A smile from a veil</em><br /> <em>Do you think you can tell</em><br /></p> <p> <em>Did they get you to trade</em><br /> <em>Your heroes for ghosts</em><br /> <em>Hot ashes for trees</em><br /> <em>Hot air for a cool breeze</em><br /> <em>Cold comfort for change</em><br /> <em>And did you exchange</em><br /> <em>A walk on part in the war</em><br /> <em>For a lead role in a cage</em><br /></p> <p> <em>How I wish, how I wish you were here</em><br /> <em>We're just two lost souls</em><br /> <em>Swimming in a fish bowl</em><br /> <em>Year after year</em><br /> <em>Running over the same old ground</em><br /> <em>What have we found</em><br /> <em>The same old fears</em><br /> <em>Wish you were here</em><br /></p> <p> <em>How I wish, how I wish you were here</em><br /> <em>We're just two lost souls</em><br /> <em>Swimming in a fish bowl</em><br /> <em>Year after year</em><br /> <em>Running over the same old ground</em><br /> <em>What have we found</em><br /> <em>The same old fears</em><br /> <em>Wish you were here</em><br /></p> <p> - Pink Floyd (R. Waters)</p></blockquote> <p><br /></p> <center><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180px" height="23px" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_0" FlashVars="id=0&status=maximize&filepath=http://mcalger.free.fr/radio.blog/sounds/pink floyd - wish you were here.rbs&colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"></embed></center> <hr /> <p><br /></p> <p>Qui a dit <q><em>Un vieux retour de Lamartine au carburo</em></q>, là-bas, dans le fond ?<br /> Nan, un total <em>retour de Lamartine au carburo</em>, ça fait plutôt quelque chose comme&nbsp;:</p> <blockquote><p>[...]</p> <p> <em>Mais à ces doux tableaux mon âme indifférente</em><br /> <em>N'éprouve devant eux ni charme ni transports,</em><br /> <em>Je contemple la terre ainsi qu'une ombre errante :</em><br /> <em>Le soleil des vivants n'échauffe plus les morts.</em></p> <p> <em>De colline en colline en vain portant ma vue,</em><br /> <em>Du sud à l'aquilon, de l'aurore au couchant,</em><br /> <em>Je parcours tous les points de l'immense étendue,</em><br /> <em>Et je dis&nbsp;: «&nbsp;Nulle part le bonheur ne m'attend.&nbsp;»</em></p> <p> <em>Que me font ces vallons, ces palais, ces chaumières,</em><br /> <em>Vains objets dont pour moi le charme est envolé ?</em><br /> <em>Fleuves, rochers, forêts, solitudes si chères,</em><br /> <em>Un seul être vous manque, et tout est dépeuplé.</em></p> <p> [...]</p> <p> - Alphonse de Lamartine, <em>L'isolement</em> (<em>Méditations</em>)</p></blockquote> <p><br /></p> <p>Quoique...</p>