“With money, what’s better, to buy experiences or things?” 

I hate rhetorical questions, like “With money, what’s better, to buy experiences or things?”

It’s more complex than that! For example, you can buy a cam, or a bike, and have great moments in life with them…

Voilà. But last month I was offered a choice by the company I work with, something like $150 : coupons to buy things (in different stores), or coupons to buy experiences (like traveling, hostels, etc).

Waow! It became like the fulfillment of an artificial question!

I chose the second one. Traveling. Hotels. Train tickets. Etc.

After all, about “things”, I just bought a new cam, this one (and I’m so happy with it) :


It becomes this article : sometimes, life forces you and pushes you into weird or rejected choices.

We’ll travel. And I’ll take my cam 🙂

(I’m a cheater, when I have to choose within two things, I take both)

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Rilke Quote : “Be patient toward all that is unsolved…

Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves,

like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them.

And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.

R. M. Rilke

Complicated Enemies

In an interview of Jason Reitman, movie director, I read :

“I love when things become complicated. I have the impression that it’s in these moments that we’re alive the most”.

That’s understandable for a guy who write movies, right?

If things become complicated, it can become fun… until you’re too stressed, right?

But as you have a strong personality, complicated is good. Can be. Why?

  1. Because you have to think.
  2. Because it disturbs you.
  3. Because you have to wait and watch.
  4. Because you have to be clever.
  5. Because you have to focus.
  6. Because you have to prepare.
  7. Because you have to foresee.
  8. Because it increases possibilities.
  9. Because you like to fight.
  10. And what else?


One good example of things becoming complicated is when appears a close enemy.

The far enemy is another thing. Sometimes we even invent an enemy – it’s a good energy to use where you are.


What do you do in front of a close enemy (at work, in family, in a team, wherever). What’s your weapon? Smile? Diplomacy? Hierarchy? Mediator? Open battle? Lures and cunnings?

Whatever. It’s a good conversation subject.

  1. Because you have to think.
  2. Because it disturbs you.
  3. Because you have to wait and watch.
  4. Because you have to be clever.
  5. Because you have to focus.
  6. Because you have to prepare.
  7. Because you have to foresee.
  8. Because it increases possibilities.
  9. Because you like to fight.
  10. And what else?



“I love when things become complicated. I have the impression that it’s in these moments that we’re alive the most”.

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Karmic Payback

There’s a big affair these days in France. A group of journalists had a Twitter account where they mocked and harassed female young journalists.

The girls fought back, gave lists, and it exploded recently. The guys are caught, they make public excuses, wishing they won’t be fired…

Today I read a woman’s answer, saying that she did not believe in the excuses, made only because the guy had been caught, then she wrote she believed in one thing : the Law of Karma.

Karmic Payback, it’s a good subject for a short article…

I do believe in this, even I’m not a believer. I believe in balance. I love this funny sentence :

One day, you have to pay the bill.

When you act badly, you pay. One day you pay. And it works.

It’s probably a belief from weak people. “You can’t act, you can’t have revenge, therefore you believe in like a universal justice”, why not? It’s a way to cope, maybe? Trusting the Universe.

Life is made of events, and bad events are part of the program. Therefore, you can wait : something bad will hurt the people you watch. It always happens…

But also, you can really believe in karmic payback. Then when it happens you just smile. It’s as if you just have to wait to have your revenge…

What does that mean? What happens then? You smile? You just shut up? You present yourself in front of the “punished person”, like good-to-you-ing them? What if it’s too late, and vain, and you really feel sorry for this guy?

Revenge is cold, as they say…

If you fail and fall, after you acted badly, who will rejoice?

Do you believe in this? Have you seen it?

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Baudelaire poem : “A port is a delightful place of rest for a…

The Port

A port is a delightful place of rest for a soul weary of life’s battles. The vastness of the sky, the mobile architecture of the clouds, the changing coloration of the sea, the twinkling of the lights, are a prism marvelously fit to amuse the eyes without ever tiring them. The slender shapes of the ships with their complicated rigging, to which the surge lends harmonious oscillations, serve to sustain within the soul the taste for rhythm and beauty. Also, and above all, for the man who no longer possesses either curiosity or ambition, there is a kind of mysterious and aristocratic pleasure in contemplating, while lying on the belvedere or resting his elbows on the jetty-head, all these movements of men who are leaving and men who are returning, of those who still have the strength to will, the desire to travel or to enrich themselves.

Charles Baudelaire


Un port est un séjour charmant pour une âme fatiguée des luttes de la vie. L’ampleur du ciel, l’architecture mobile des nuages, les colorations changeantes de la mer, le scintillement des phares, sont un prisme merveilleusement propre à amuser les yeux sans jamais les lasser. Les formes élancées des navires, au gréement compliqué, auxquels la houle imprime des oscillations harmonieuses, servent à entretenir dans l’âme le goût du rythme et de la beauté. Et puis, surtout, il y a une sorte de plaisir mystérieux et aristocratique pour celui qui n’a plus ni curiosité ni ambition, à contempler, couché dans le belvédère ou accoudé sur le môle, tous ces mouvements de ceux qui partent et de ceux qui reviennent, de ceux qui ont encore la force de vouloir, le désir de voyager ou de s’enrichir.

Baudelaire, Petits Poèmes en Prose

The wish for mentor

Mentor sounds good. It’s not a guru – where you feel it’s toxic, too much, manipulation. It’s not a guide. It’s maybe in the middle…

It’s not a muse, nor an authority, it’s not a coach, not your parents, or disturbers.

I’m reading Irving Yalom‘s autobiography, where he tells his constant need, during his growing life, for a mentor. An adult person who would have “detected” his uniqueness, his talents, his whatever makes one special…

Then, this person would guide you a little, would show you things you should know, and would probably tell your parents (who aren’t aware, of course).

It’s a cousin-pattern of many things, linked to Types,

  • like the teacher who unblocks you with a single phrase,
  • the uncle who offers you a magnifier (or a telescope),
  • the best friend who marks/scars you forever with a single innocent observation,
  • the soul-mate lover who disturbed you so much you’re reconfigured in the whole of you, or almost.

Wishing you had a mentor is almost a Type in itself : overthinkers, introverts, shy people, book lovers, quiet seekers.

Everybody needs attention and understanders (and I think it’s why some love stories are so intense), good conversation lovers, listeners, good askers. Here, it’s something else, right? Not sure…

Every other helper I listed here can embody the role of the Mentor… one needs. Someone who gets you, even in a 2 seconds sentence,

  1. points you out to others
  2. shows you possible paths (doors, windows)


Well, we should NOT need that, but… we do what we can!

Have you met a mentor? Have you been a mentor to a kid? Should you? How?


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What do you do in a trustless world?

What do you do in a trustless world?

First of all : is “trustless” even a word? I know how English build/uses words, hence (or therefore) I can invent “trustless”. Voilà. I’m pretty sure to be understood, here.

What do you do in a trustless world?

Hmmm I think you need two different tools, which are a FILTER and a MACHINE.

  1. The Filter is the Comical/Grotesque one. This helps to tolerate, to bear the world around.
  2. The Machine is the wordy one. Accounts, Stories, Tales. This is it. The tendency to tell, to write, to invent ideas or stories from the craziness.


Where d’you see that? Which one do you choose? What is efficient, for you? Where does the “I wear a mask” intervene here? Do you hide your filter? Do you hide your machine?

What about this event, this process : “Abandonment of the Mask”? Another article. I know.

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