The foam of lives

"We understand absolutely nothing about modern civilization if we do not first admit that it is a universal conspiracy against every kind of inner life," wrote Georges Bernanos in 1946 in his cult work, "France Against the Robots." The phrase has been so widely used that it has become a refrain. 80 years after the book's publication, it has lost none of its relevance. It questions our way of life, because if we see the different forms of inner life receding, overwhelmed by technosciences that arrogate all rights to all lives, it is difficult to know what drives this process and makes it inevitable. So? Can we still take refuge in our inner life, behave like rebels against this world that loves nothing but exteriority and its procession of emotions pushed to their paroxysm and that warps lives to make them all similar and ghostly.

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Father Garrigou-Lagrange about the enemies of the Church!

The Church is uncompromising in principle, because she believes, and tolerant in practice, because she loves. The enemies of the Church are on the contrary tolerant in principle, because they do not believe, but intransigent in practice, because they do not love. The Church absolves sinners, the enemies of the Church absolve sins.

The Chief's Sacrifice

A book by Army Corps General Pierre Gillet published by Sainte-Madeleine editions

“Who is like God? »(1), the book of the army corps general Pierre Gillet, lists in an exhaustive way the qualities of a chief and draws up the Christian virtues necessary to the command. What could pass for an insider's book, a new TTA(1), becomes under the delicate and virile pen of Pierre Gillet, former corps commander of the 2nd Foreign Infantry Regiment, general commanding the rapid reaction corps - France , a poetry of being, imbued with spirituality, passion, perseverance and dignity.

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Be yourself

Being yourself never fades into habit. Identity is a search and an affirmation, a enantiodromos , like a state of siege that fears no enemy. Who am I? Where am I going? Constantly agree to question oneself and explore the mystery of life, but caparisoned by what one knows about oneself and exposed to the negotiation of oneself in the world, that is to say, if it there are some certainties, they free themselves from doubts... But what there cannot be is nothing.

The Revolutionary and Forgiveness

The revolutionary has no appetite for forgiveness, because he hates the gift which seems suspicious to him and the other with which he could have sealed the future.

For the revolutionary, moved by envy, the only form of forgiveness that is specific to him passes through the humiliation or the death of his opponent in order to celebrate his deserved victory over a rich person.

Tradition serves to remember

Tradition requires permanent conversion. Tradition is no picnic! Tradition requires constant effort. And even the most important effort: not to forget. Tradition is about not forgetting and requires a repeated effort to remember. It cannot exist otherwise than by this back and forth movement between the meaning it gives and the understanding of this meaning through its actuality.

The will alone or the will alone

Antigone knows that man should not believe in his will alone. There too it is a question of power which swells with its pride. The will alone is perverted, it is corrupted, withered and proud. The will alone, or the will alone which often accompanies it, invests space as soon as a superior power, authority, is forgotten. All those who act in politics without referring to a superior force are mistaken. It is a lesson from Antigone, one of the laws forgotten by Creon that she restores and recalls.

Diversity (continued)

… Sounge i felibre esteba… I'm thinking of the Félibres… It's characteristic of the good artisans of the Divers, to turn it over like this end for end. Would it ever be achieved? It is ruin, death. It is always reborn: suddenly behind, when in front you hold out your arms to it.

However, there, Boissière writes: The Buddha, Cemetery of Annam, etc.

In 96, a year before his death, admirable verses of reverse exoticism:

Today, tired of waiting for the kiss of the Sirens — My weary Flesh returns to the native village — where the echo of the world still fascinates me...

Over there, wandering, smoke twists: They are old desires , old sins that burn….

Victor Segalen, Essay on Exoticism, An Aesthetics of Diversity , Editions Fata Morgana.

Diversity

I do not know, if like me, to hear the word diversity (which replaced the word other ) causes you a beginning of nausea. Victor Segalen is an author who acts as a remedy for this high-heart.

Fine example that Jules Boissière who, Provençal, felibre, wrote his most beautiful felibrian verses in Hanoi.

Here is the real diversity, which plunges into itself to welcome the other. But to dive into itself, it is still necessary that there is a self! The speeches of politicians who have only the word diversity in the mouth push a big void in front of them and wave it with all the more audacity as they try to convince and convince themselves, but they have lost its knowledge and violent it as soon as they pronounce its name.

It is only possible to speak of diversity by listening to yourself, your intimate being. This is what it means to be sensitive to the various. Those who are full of various without fulfilling this effort are only naive "creolizing" or disguised globalists.

Victor Segalen, Essay on exoticism, an aesthetic of diversity. Editions Fata Morgana.