"Et que nous ne puissions comprendre
l'autrefois et l'ailleurs de l'humanité qu'en fonction de nos propres catégories - ce qui en retour revient dans ces catégories, les relativise et nous aide à dépasser l'asservissement à nos
propres formes d'imaginaire et même de rationalité - ne traduit pas simplement les conditions de toute connaissance historique et son enracinement, mais le fait que toute élucidation que nous
entreprenons est finalement intéressée, elle est pour nous au sens fort, car nous ne sommes pas là pour dire ce qui est mais pour faire être ce qui n'est pas (à quoi le dire de ce qui est
appartient comme moment.)"
Cornélius Castoriadis, L'Institution imaginaire de la
société.
I want to hold the hand inside you I want to take a breath thats true I look to you and I see nothing I look to you to see the truth You live your life You go in shadows Youll come apart and youll go black Some kind of night into your darkness Colors your eyes with whats not there.
Fade into you Strange you never knew Fade into you I think its strange you never knew
A strangers light comes on slowly A strangers heart without a home You put your hands into your head And then smiles cover your heart
Fade into you Strange you never knew Fade into you I think its strange you never knew
Fade into you Strange you never knew Fade into you I think its strange you never knew I think its strange you never knew
nthony and the Johnsons et Boy George, You are my sister.
You are my sister, we were born So innocent, so full of need There were times we were friends but times I was so cruel Each night I'd ask for you to watch me as I sleep I was so afraid of the night You seemed to move through the places that I feared You lived inside my world so softly Protected only by the kindness of your nature You are my sister And I love you May all of your dreams come true We felt so differently then So similar over the years The way we laugh the way we experience pain So many memories But there's nothing left to gain from remembering Faces and worlds that no one else will ever know You are my sister And I love you May all of your dreams come true I want this for you They're gonna come true (gonna come true)
(Morceau extrait de l'album, I am a bird now, Rough Trade, 2005.)