Jean-Louis Bouzou – Text Bubbles

I am the one who sings in the shower I am a poppy beneath the sun I am the one who whistles while walking I am the one who smiles at strangers in the street I am the one who receives a message from a long-lost friend I am glasses raised in laughter with friends I am the one who gives and receives small gifts I am joy.

Weariness is a shy, neurasthenic young girl whose parents form a rather dysfunctional couple: Hope, an absent father who finds his greatest happiness in the future, and Disappointment, a depressive mother who haunts the present, dragging behind her the black ball and chain of a decaying past... What a lovely family!

Despite the silence, despite the distance, despite the passing of time, this love does not fade—in fact, it grows even more intense within me, reaching the tips of my fingers and filling my dreams, illuminating everything around me with color at every moment…

Like Uncle Walt, the sweaty-toothed madman, I celebrate this magnificent life bubbling within me… On this beautiful spring day, seated at a table with friends, sharing words, laughter, crackers, and drinks, I feel the eternal pulse of this red river within me—drunk with love and joy, radiating through my whole being… How could I be any happier in this moment, except if I could feel you sitting by my side, our hands entwined beneath the table, the sensual curve of a taut bow upon our lips, and our eyes sparkling with talkative stars that part only to find each other again, at once…

He who no longer fears death, no longer fears life, and stands at the very threshold of non-duality…

It took me a long time to truly understand this love; it is complete, embracing all forms of love in this world: we can be, for each other, just as much father and daughter, son and mother, brother and sister, friends, as well as lovers… Its intensity echoes the shivers that ran through my body from toe to head when we first met… This love is agape…

The difference between selfishness and self-love is the same as between hypocrisy and acceptance… In hypocrisy, we wear social masks: we hide who we truly are… but in self-love, we go through a phase of acceptance that goes beyond duality: we accept our weaknesses as well as our strengths, our flaws as well as our qualities, we love ourselves for who we are… and by doing this for ourselves, we also do it for others… One path leads to division while the other leads to unity…