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A little pause.

..

and we are back.

A little pause... and we are back.

A little pause.

..

and we are back.

A little pause... and we are back.

A little pause... and we are back.

You left your bag on purpose.

They say more.

It looks hot, doesn't it?

What the fuck is this?

What am I doing?

Do you think I can stay here?

I would make myself small.

Very small.

Don't worry, I'll be discreet.

It's not true.

He might have turned the problem around in every way, we were there.

He had no choice but to accept the situation.

You can't go home.

Oh, fuck, you scared me.

I don't understand why you don't want to go home.

You saw well, there are cops everywhere.

They don't stop you.

They don't stop people from going home.

We're not at war, what do they tell you exactly?

Not much, but I shouldn't have stayed outside.

So you're going back to my place?

Well, anyway, I won't be safe at home.

Would you feel more secure here with a guy you barely know?

Well, let's say I know exactly what's waiting for me at

home, and here, at least I have the benefit of everything.

You have to be a little more precise.

You have to be a little more precise.

My ex lives at my place, and he's very impulsive.

How much?

To the point that my life would be in danger if it lasted too long.

I understand that, I can understand, but in what situation are you putting me in?

Don't you have family in the neighborhood?

They live very well.

Do you have friends?

Really?

Basically, you're not giving me a choice.

Can I?

Yes, go ahead.

But you... take a nap when you get out, because...

you make a lot of marks afterwards, it's annoying.

No, no, but no.

No, we barely know each other, you... no, actually we don't know each other.

So, no, it's scary, we're not going to stay together.

It's ridiculous, it's nonsense.

Why, are you violent too?

You don't even answer.

And you, are you violent?

Well...

What am I doing, then?

I don't know.

At least you're not stressed at all.

They were saying to each other, the rent, how do I pay my rent without a job?

At the same time, my job is useless.

At the same time, the empty...

And if I don't have money, I can't take advantage of it.

But in the end, that's really the most important thing.

At the same time, I have that.

You're not even in love, you have no one.

There, you see, you're not telling me, in the end, to be in a relationship.

Take advantage, because you're going to fall in love with her.

It would be crazy.

It would be crazy, like in the movies.

No, it's impossible.

She looks so hot, this girl.

You know, she looks like a bum.

You, in your movie, the girl ends up asking you for a crack after two weeks.

Two weeks...

I feel extremely good.

Like, look at me.

I don't take too much space.

No.

I assure you that I see everything.

Damn, but I don't doubt it.

I...

I...

You realize that it's a particular situation?

Well...

Precisely.

I feel like I'm in a bad disaster film.

The story is so bad, you're too lazy to go to the end.

It's terrible.

Oh, my poor thing.

It's terrible.

You're going to have to stay locked up.

When your apartment is renovated, you'll see it's too expensive.

The thing is that you're only at the beginning of your death period.

So, in your place, I would...

No, but it's true, it's hot.

It's really hot.

It's really hot.

It's really hot.

Isn't it a bit hot here, by the way?

Look, for you, it's good that it's hot.

Some people are going to die of cold outside.

Are you serious about kicking me out like that?

No, but it's true.

No, but...

You know, I struggled in my life too.

Since you're talking to me, it's the beginning of spring.

No one is going to be cold outside.

Well, I'm not going to say that it's not sad that there are people outside, but.

..

Ah, go on, damn it.

I don't even know why I'm talking about that.

It's just that...

Shit, I don't have the right to have time to digest what's going on here.

Her patience, as non-existent as a French family without a racist uncle,

is going to be put to the test.

What?

No, but...

No, it's just that...

You're not stupid.

Look at yourself and look at, for example,

what the other generations have gone through.

Your great-grandparents lived the First World War.

Your grandparents lived the Second World War.

Your parents...

Well, no, your parents loved it, I admit.

And even now, you see, the war in Syria has lasted for more than ten years.

There are migrants who drown every day.

Do you realize or not?

The polar bears, damn it.

No, but that makes you laugh?

Yeah, well, the example of the polar bears...

That I'm talking about migrants, at the very least.

Although...

But the polar bears...

Have you ever tried to convince a butcher to become vegan?

Or a patriarch that passing the sponge is not just an expression?

Try to make a far-right activist understand that all his ancestors come from Africa.

It's hard.

In short, you understood the idea.

He needed concrete.

Cargo pants, no, I'm not a soldier.

One, two, three, four.

In utility, from head to toe.

Head to toe.

I only wear hiking shoes.

I dig mountains.

To walk on Olympus, on the hells.

No more Lucifer and the rest.

With her, I'm ready to go.

I'm in the auditorium, she's in the botany.

We'll make peace, we'll make the trip.

What?

What?

I'm going to offer you my life on a small plateau.

A plateau of my own.

Okay.

No, but it's going to be okay, I'm telling you.

I didn't say anything.

But no, but we are made to live together, I know it.

But you're worried, but I feel it, I understand.

Well, it's going a little fast, after all.

If we communicate well, there's no reason for it to go wrong.

What I do in life?

Yeah, what you do in life.

Hum...

Well, I don't know, I... Hum...

In life, it's already not bad.

Well, I admit, I admit, it's small.

I admit, it's small, here.

But damn, but it's huge too!

Do you realize that there are many families that are stuck in the same space?

You, you're all alone there, with your beautiful apartment.

The induction plates...

So, for a perfect, optimal cooking.

Little work plan in wood.

No, I don't know, what are you doing?

Hum...

I don't do much, you know.

Hum...

I sell wine.

You sell wine.

I sell wine.

Ah!

In the wine room.

The Italian shower.

Did we talk about the Italian shower or not?

There, just above my head.

Little light bulbs.

I even feel like I can take the sun there.

Well, you don't want to tell me what you're doing?

Ah yes, well...

I don't know, I move a lot.

I travel, what.

Little suspended plants, that you let rot, by the way, well done.

I don't know, I don't know how to rot all my plants, it's...

Yeah, this one is not in good shape either.

I'm all in circles.

Yeah, you're all in circles.

Yeah, a little.

It seems to be a good thing.

Yeah.

Well, we are very small.

Closets, encased in addition.

Oh yeah, no, really, it's hard.

Frankly, frankly, it's hard, what.

Well, you're done.

It may seem weird to you, but I really like your eyebrows.

Yeah, it's just that I want to show you how lucky you are, what.

I mean, do I realize it or not?

I find that they perfectly highlight your blue eyes.

Oh, it's romantic.

No, it's true, it's cute.

Really?

I'm romantic and all.

You have beautiful eyes.

Take a step back on you, on the world, on your role as a human being too.

Your place in the universe, what you really want.

It's a real luxury to have time, finally.

We always remember not to have time.

It's funny, I'm going to say exactly that on Instagram.

It's a bit like the stories of everyone.

I don't know.

My name is Gary.

Yeah.

What does that mean?

Well, I don't know, he's here, what.

He's here.

Yeah, he's here, what.

We want to see him.

But no.

No, and then I make a lot of stuff, by the way.

Oh yeah?

Do you want to see?

No, but really?

Yeah, yeah, go ahead, I want to see.

It makes me very, very, very, very complex.

I only see that when I see my face, but hey.

But no, but it's so beautiful.

That's what makes your face what it is.

What it is.

Oh yeah, not at all.

But no, not at all.

Be careful.

But no, it gives personality.

Like me, my eyebrows.

I have that too.

What, do you draw on your eyebrows?

No.

That's it, and that's how we show that we love each other unconditionally,

in the end.

What?

We met last night.

But no, but I mean that the flaws, it doesn't matter.

Okay, okay, it works.

We don't care, what.

Are we really living that?

It's funny.

What?

It's funny.

The irony of the situation, the irony of society in general.

We are now contradicting ourselves from the real.

We only live in the virtual and here we just come to

tell ourselves, you will no longer have physical contact.

And the only contact with the outside is going to be virtual.

We get screwed up in history.

Yeah, I admit.

Even us.

Because we met virtually too, in the end.

Now, I'm going to become your only physical contact.

Yeah.

It's funny.

Funny, I don't know.

I don't believe at random.

You don't wonder why we are here together.

Don't you think there's a reason for all this?

I don't know, I'm convinced that this cohabitation has a deep meaning.

It means something.

It makes you laugh.

No, but they're meeting again during the night, stuck, for weeks.

Not at all what I said.

Oh, so you're saying, you're going to spank me in my sleep?

Yes, why were you there?

It's strange, isn't it?

So, in fact, the only reason for you to be here,

you were the only one available from 8 p.m.

to 10 p.m.

Oh, it's okay.

I know it was 12h45.

A little too much.

Well, no, not too much.

I'm exaggerating, but...

Nonsense, stop it.

No, but it's true, I would have been fine, well, I

wouldn't have realized that she was a little bigger.

Are you kidding me?

Well no, I don't want to be fooled by you.

No, but really?

Well, no, but it must be because I have a big cat.

Yes, I think so.

It must be that.

You're such an asshole.

No, you're kidding me.

I've never been told that, it would surprise me that...

Well, I've seen the average, no, it's okay.

I don't think I have too much to worry about.

Well, okay.

Fuck!

But don't be offended.

I don't care, you're the one who's locked up with a little dick.

Well, okay.

I don't care, you're the one who's locked up with a little dick.

It's not true.

How do you make that?

Excuse me, I'm annoying, I know.

No, don't worry, I'm annoying too.

You're strangely fascinating.

But I know that.

So, come with me.

Come with me, fuck.

Go.

What a shitty dream, it's not possible... Did you sleep well?

Oh yeah, I was still there.

Do you want to get me drunk?

What are we doing today?

What are we going to do today?

I have lots of ideas.

I could teach you how to make bread.

We could walk around a bit.

He couldn't do it.

He would repeat himself.

Why no one answers me?

Why no one reminds me?

Aren't we all brothers?

From the same line?

So why isolate myself?

Find myself alone in front of myself?

Too risky.

Clearly, there are things that I prefer to ignore.

No, I can't.

No, I can't.

I have to react.

I have to find a solution.

I have to find a solution.

I can't.

I can't.

I'm going to run away.

I'm going to run away.

No?

Yes, brother, it's me.

I would just like to know what you become.

What others become.

Please remind me, I have no one's news.

I've been a little locked up.

I've been running away for two days.

I didn't understand what happened.

So I find myself alone, stuck like an old shit.

Give me news, guys.

That's all.

That's it.

Bye.

Bye.

Keep me informed, guys.

So...

I don't exist in history.

It was just complicated to explain.

Yeah.

You won't be able to ignore me forever, you know?

You're going to ignore me for way too long.

It's going to be long.

It's going to be so long.

Well, apparently, the most beautiful trips are at the window.

There will be a lot of things to look at.

You're sweating a lot, aren't you?

Yeah, it's okay.

But it's okay.

It's not what you think.

So don't make me a psycho.

I'm not a psycho.

It's just that... No, but it's okay.

It's okay.

Yes, I'm sick.

I'm sick, but...

Don't worry, it's going to be okay.

It's going to be okay.

It won't be painless, but it's going to end up okay.

I'm sorry.

No, but... Don't worry.

In fact, it's not for me that I'm worried.

Wake up, if you want.

I'm just telling you that if you want to take it like the last time, it's over.

I prefer that we all touch each other's side.

Yeah, class.

Very classy.

Come on, don't make a fuss.

I'll leave you the opportunity to catch up.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, if I still want to.

Come on, have a good dream.

If they are erotic, take advantage of them to train you.

But how fucking annoying!

There, it was the moment of redemption.

If he hoped to take advantage of my body against his, according to him,

the only advantage of my presence, he had no choice.

Be careful.

Are you ready?

Let's go.

Listen...

I'm sorry.

I know I was stupid.

I could say it's the alcohol.

My selfishness, if you want.

I know I wasn't very kind.

I promise you that next time, I'll...

Are you serious?

Are you sleeping?

Where?

I sleep with my partner.

That's not possible.

She doesn't give a shit.

Eh?

You're kidding me?

Well, I was really sleeping.

It was annoying what they were saying.

But I'm sorry.

It's me who's sorry.

Ah!

Isn't it disturbing, the butter floating in your cup?

It's funny how you hold your pie.

Like that.

A little precious.

This girl who shares her cake, we smell the smell of your pie girl.

It's become the contest for the best pastry chef.

And then there you have the lines of Jérôme Body Pump.

Be careful girls, I see you behind the screen.

Sandrine, I guess you don't give everything.

Come on, don't let go of anything.

Shut up.

Rebecca, who decided to go back to reading.

It's been too long since she left the books on the shelf.

Look at me, I'm an erudite.

I'm full of culture, that's how I shine.

Damn, we don't get along with your lives.

So why are you looking?

But you don't mind eating butter in the morning?

Eating a product from the exploitation and suffering of animals in the morning.

You're not going to explain it to me.

No, but it's true.

These cows that we fatten all their lives, and then they produce milk.

Again and again.

Condemned to be trailed to the end.

And then we get the little ones back.

Then we pile them up in trucks.

And then we make them graze hundreds of kilometers away.

And then we kill them.

So that you can eat your buttered pie.

But if you understood the interdependence of species, you would realize that the

suffering and happiness of other species is intimately linked to ours.

You don't even realize it.

Oh, shut up!

Fuck!

From the morning!

No, but it's true.

You try to build your happiness by ignoring others.

So, one, it's deplorable, but it's completely unrealistic.

Oh, wow, like, vegan power?

Yeah.

Well, you just have to be a little asshole.

You're pissing me off with your bullshit moralizing speech.

You know, it looks like all those assholes who go to Ibiza by plane, but who break

your balls because you use a plastic straw.

Wow!

Well, I should have scared him with my bullshit moralizing speech.

So, I was trying to relax the atmosphere.

I put some music on because you're going to poop.

He makes me poop.

It's more at his level, the little father.

Do you want me to turn up the volume?

Be careful.

I can also cut at any time.

Be careful.

I'll leave like this.

I don't need a crew.

I'll leave smiling, in a worry of equity.

How do I do if death makes everything around me?

I'll doubt in a loop.

I'll doubt for two.

Do you want sugar, my love?

Do you want us to follow the road or take a detour?

Can we live love and feel the echo of our souls?

Can we always love each other?

You know, if I annoy you, it's because I love you.

We're just kids.

Kids don't die.

Kids with guns.

Kids with knives.

This real life.

Video games.

Block fortnites.

Kids survive.

Kids don't die.

Kids got lies.

Kids got guns and knives.

And it's ego sometimes.

Kids don't die.

No, won't I?

Spark it up.

Only way to float when it's hard for us.

Narcs on us.

Trying to sink the ship.

Never lose a kid.

Or park the bus.

Never moving stiff.

Finesse.

Moving stick.

Never boxed in.

Mind on trips.

Tropical bliss.

Lucy on my licks.

So I'm Lucy when I spit.

Girls step into the mist.

Heartbreak kid.

With pedigree drip.

There are 18 steps per floor.

There are six floors.

So six times 18 steps.

No, you're stupid.

Look.

Don't say I'm stupid.

No, but sorry, that's a way of speaking.

I'm not saying that, that's it.

OK, sorry.

No, but just go see if you're going to count down there.

Ok, I don't say anything anymore.

Kids don't die.

Kids got lives.

Kids got guns and knives.

Kids ego sometimes.

Let yourself rest long enough for people to think about what we call of queloto이�.

104, 105...

In fact, the enzymes present in the flour naturally, they will begin to clink...

to clink between themselves, in fact, which forms a chemical

reaction which makes the bread more elastic afterwards.

Yes.

I don't care.

What?

I don't care.

No.

No, I'm listening to you.

106, 107, 108...

You see, I told you.

106...

6 times 18, 108.

I know.

What?

Well, I know.

It's just funny to hear you breathe like that.

Fuck!

Oh!

We might as well make a little story of all this, because otherwise it's not

official, it's not like we were really living the moment, you see.

Everyone makes stories... Seriously?

Stop it!

You're too slow.

But everyone makes stories, we're running out of time now, and we have to... 106.

If not, it's not really official.

You know what I mean.

You're just an asshole.

A shit.

Oh...

I want to kiss today.

For you to take me here... against the kitchen.

What are you doing?

And here you're making an incision.

What was that?

You know, in psychology, it has a different meaning, autolysis.

It means self-destructive activity.

Suicide.

What were you doing?

Nothing.

Why did you stay with me?

Well... you know I couldn't go home.

Well, it's going to be beautiful, this bread.

Yeah, did you see?

Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm okay.

I don't know how your oven works, by the way.

I think you'll show me.

It's going to be beautiful, this bread.

I prefer the beast to the animal.

They are something really special.

Something more noble.

In the end, I wonder what's good about it.

Maybe we should actually stop everything.

Let the human disappear.

And let the rest continue to last.

Are you awake?

No, no.

I'm sorry.

Excuse me.

No, it's okay.

I'm really a disaster.

Are you okay?

I'm going to take another break.

I won't be at home anymore.

I'm not going to stay here.

No, my friends asked me to join them.

So we can't stay in the apartment.

There's a real problem.

It must be the oxygen bank.

There are only 18 square meters.

We can't live in there alone.

I don't know how long it's going to stay like this.

It's not...

It's not possible.

Look.

Look.

I think it's normal that you wake me up like this.

You piss me off at least.

But at the time of waking up, thank you.

Get out.

Wake up tomorrow morning.

Tomorrow morning, peacefully, calmly, no drama.

You tell him nicely.

Shut up!

It will be better, right?

Right?

Yes.

No.

Of course it will.

Of course it will.

Of course it will.

Yes, tomorrow.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Breathe in.

Your dreams drift to the third eye, and this third eye to the universe.

Well, this is boring.

Damn, these dreams...

I'm fed up.

I don't get it.

When you leave, it doesn't mean anything.

We spread our legs to the sun.

We let the flow of energy penetrate you.

You inhale, and we lift the scrotum to the universe.

Well...

We're going to do Balasana for a few moments.

And then we go back to Adho Mukha Svanasana.

It doesn't make any sense, what you're telling me.

Damn, it's annoying.

No, but I don't get it.

You told me you were doing yoga, that you had a regular practice.

It was a little catchphrase so that I could draw your attention.

But I have to admit that yoga bothers me a little.

But by the way, I know other positions.

You know.

The Nan Vashke Rish.

Look, I'll show you.

Inhale.

And you roll.

Exhale.

And you roll.

I think it's your ego that has taken a hit.

You should put it aside, it's your worst enemy.

Stop it, it's not a question of ego.

It's just that...

Did you see what time it is?

6 a.m.

Do you see the point of doing yoga at this hour?

When we have the whole day ahead of us?

You piss me off.

Oh, but you think you're scaring me?

The little blond with his sailboat monitor jacket.

You don't impress anyone, do you?

But I piss you off, damn it.

And it's the blonde who's talking, who's trying to hide it with her blue moustache.

Well, no, but it's natural.

Put away your mat, please.

And put it in the entrance, since there's no room here.

Oh yes, chef!

No, but it's true.

We are stricken, there.

You always leave it a mess.

Oh yes, it changes your habits.

The little blond with his sailboat monitor jacket.

It's so funny.

No, but it's adorable.

I don't want to go for a walk, please.

Do you want me to go for a walk?

Yes, please.

That way, I can go back to bed a little.

I admit, I'm ready to pay the fine if you want.

I don't give a shit, just... Ok.

Do you want me to go, then?

Yes.

Ok.

No problem.

I'm leaving.

Goodbye.

Bye.

So, I... Have a good day.

I'm leaving.

Bye.

Ok.

Come on.

Ciao.

Kisses.

I'm going.

Yes.

Bye.

See you soon.

It was cool.

I'm going to go back to bed.

Bye.

6 a.m.

to do yoga.

Bye.

Bye.

What a nice idea.

Hell yes.

Well, yes.

This is true.

We don't have enough space.

We don't have room.

It's annoying.

This is good.

It's good bro.

I see us

All the moment when I drink drop Knee seals are fears, flow long as riches On my

block I'll stick short All my block I'll steal with shot All my block I'll steal

with shot I can

run a hundred miles, just giving them sneakers.

I can sing you a song, just give me that mic and give me them speakers.

Give me them sheets and give me that backy and

give me that reefer, a reefer, frankly, frankly.

Oui, oui.

Je me suis accepté, j'ai plus peur de moi, je pense plus qu'à ses seins.

Je pense plus qu'à son front qui caresse le mien.

Le passé rassure pas, mais j'oublie ses ratures.

Le présent m'assure que je vais mourir.

Tu me cherchais.

Comme tout le monde crie les rappeurs, je finirais bien dans une case.

Je prie mes jambes, je trie mes d'abord dans une cage, avant de briller un peu,

je vais mourir à petit feu comme une vogue, faire feu lentement comme une arme.

La flamme s'allume pour brûler la verte, ils veulent

brûler l'avenir, ils veulent brûler la terre.

J'écris ma vie, j'entends le bruit des ratures.

Vas-y, pousse-toi, moi je marche, fais un R.A.F.

ton 449, dans tous les trucs, un, deux, trois, six, huit.

Vas-y, pousse-toi, moi je marche, fais un R.A.F.

ton 449, dans tous les trucs, un, deux, trois, six, huit.

I don't know if he whispers like that...

This shit is hot!

Do you believe in love that much?

Of course I believe in it.

It's a reason to live.

And love... I don't know how you define it, but it's everywhere.

I love you, for example.

Ah, you love me.

We say to each other, I love you now.

That all species agree perfectly, that there is a perfect balance.

Yes.

It was your dream.

Yes.

It's cute.

I love you as much as I love this plant, as much as I love the birds outside,

as much as I love your neighbor in front of me.

Okay.

You see, to be the first to plow an unknown land.

That was me.

To plow an unknown land.

You see, to be the first to plow an unknown land.

To plow an unknown land.

Static electricity in my fingers, the magma palpitates and the colorful

vibrations are spreading in my body and mind.

In my head, and the atmosphere.

I would like to photosynthesize love.

Yeah...

Yeah yeah yeah yeah...

You see... And the... the yeah to be sucked in.

Yeah!

Yeah, yeah.

No.

No!

He no longer knew how to get bored.

The idea of having nothing to do plunged him immediately into an overwhelming

marasm, self-destructive steps to kill time.

At what point had he let go of his ability to transpose dreams into reality?

To tell stories by observing the random

choreographies of the world that is agitating?

He mourned the curiosity and wonder of children.

They, who are lucky enough to still be immaculate

from this society, suffocating creativity.

The adult he was no longer knew how to move around the world.

He had lost sight.

Ah, but I'm bored.

I'm bored, I'm bored.

I think the worst thing is not knowing when it's going to end, this shit.

We don't see the end, damn it!

You were put in a corner, punished in your room.

But as long as the lessons are not understood, it's useless that you go out.

It's the whole human paradox.

You are told everything, and you never listen to anything.

What?

Hi girls, since you are so many to ask me,

I'm going to share with you my beauty routine.

As you know, I have a very sensitive skin.

So tell me, what will be the first thing you will do when we have the reopening?

Oh, but I think I want to open the shops anyway,

because it's been weeks since I've been in a store.

Oh, no, but it's stupid.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello, what do you think about the reopening of the store?

Oh, fuck.

I think we need to...

I couldn't take it anymore.

What are you looking at?

Is that my phone or yours, shit?

It's incredible.

Yeah, it's fascinating.

Because you shouldn't contribute to this.

Well, we've reached a level... yeah.

And why is it so hot every day?

I'm suffocating.

Maybe I'm not suffocating.

But... Can't you hear that you're having a great time?

Look, everything has stopped.

Breathe.

I made you some groceries.

100% vegan.

Avocado.

Cucumber.

100% vegan.

Fucking vegan.

Excuse me?

Live this present moment.

The past is behind us.

The future doesn't exist yet.

And the present, I can't even talk about it yet.

Because if I talk about it, it's already in the past.

It can only be lived.

It's crazy.

The lawyers made 9,000 kilometers before arriving in your plastic bag.

The courgettes, it's not the season.

Oh!

Listen, next time, it's you who will do the races.

Asshole.

Asshole.

Exactly at this moment, there are people who must be enjoying.

Others are laughing, singing, dancing.

There are others who are dying.

Others are crying.

There are also many who do everything to save them.

You give me this phone already?

It's going to make you stupid, do you understand?

Do not look at this.

Do not.

It's dangerous.

And we are here.

Both of us.

We are together.

Oh!

We are lucky, right?

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Well, there you go.

More than 23 hours and 59 minutes to piss off until tomorrow at 21.

You're really just a fool.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

You never hurt yourself, you?

Good morning.

Hello.

Do you want to drink something?

No, thank you, no.

Oh, the feeling will be good humor and serenity at the end.

Stop whistling.

It makes me crazy.

I swear to you, it's all the time.

And I want a coffee, in fact, I'm dead.

With your little night walk on the stage, it's...

Wow!

Wow!

Hey!

Play this fucking music!

But seriously... Fuck!

The music!

But did you see... Oh!

Did you see the time?

Fuck!

Fuck!

I completely forgot.

I'm so sorry!

I'm so sorry, really.

Excuse me.

Then I went back to sleep, and I had a dream.

It was a travel.

So this morning, when I woke up, I didn't remember.

It seems to me like so long ago, by the way.

You never do that.

You know, maybe you too had a dream this night.

That I woke you up and everything.

No?

Does it come true?

Did I wake you up?

It probably didn't.

I swear, you're exhausting me.

You're exhausting me.

Fuck!

Shit, are you okay?

What is this little object, perfectly displayed on the toilet path?

What is this little thing?

It's not

a little object.

Excuse me?

It's Palo Santo.

You're screaming all the time, but you decided to speak low-pitched.

It's not a little object, it's Palo Santo, a Brazilian wood.

Oh great, wow.

So when you burn it, you purify the room of bad waves and bad energies, right?

Besides, I'm going to use it because you're polluting us this morning.

Are you serious?

You don't think it's normal that I get angry?

You don't think it's normal?

You're making a constant mess.

I'm the only one to clean here and tidy.

Because apart from cleaning my aura, you don't do much.

I need it at the same time.

I need it at the same time.

I swear, stop, stop.

I'm not doing anything, what feeds you all the time?

You're at my place, so adapt, give me some space.

I'm at my place, though.

I'm at my place, though.

Yeah?

Why are your feet dirty?

What is this shit?

Is it dirt you have there?

Is it dirt you have there?

So you stay connected to the earth, even in an urban environment?

You're not going to answer me?

I don't know what to say.

Fuck.

She doesn't know what to say, obviously.

You never answer me anyway.

But you hate me so much.

It's terrible.

I understand, you know, but...

Even if I'm annoying, frankly, don't evacuate it on me.

I assure you, I really don't deserve it.

It's not hate.

It's not hate, I'm just angry.

I'm tired.

I told you I was irritable when I was tired.

So, don't worry, everything is fine.

It's just that since you arrived in my life, I'm accumulating.

I have trouble assimilating everything, you know?

Yeah, you're accumulating.

You play this role all the time, of a man so murdered, neurotic...

So I'm playing a role?

Yeah.

While inside you, it's boiling.

It's boiling with love and tenderness.

But no.

You always prefer to keep this distance.

But not only with me.

With your friends too.

It's your so-called brothers.

You never talk to them.

You cut yourself off from the world around you and from what is true.

But you're terribly alone, actually.

You criticize everything, everyone, all the time.

Your parents.

But look at yourself in a mirror.

You're unable to question yourself.

To look for this wonder.

It's in you.

Really.

I don't believe in the one who plays a role here, you know?

And yet?

It's you who doesn't play a role.

The girl is so special, so original, so perched.

But in fact, you're just weird.

Not even crazy.

But everything you do makes you feel weird.

You told me that communication would be the key for things to go well between us.

Mysterious lady.

Madam.

I'm a mystic concept.

Who arrives at a date with 36 different outfits in her bag and lots of objects.

But who doesn't want to answer when we ask her why.

You're so unstable that you lose all credibility.

So stop.

Yet, I'm myself.

Until the contrary, I'm unique, indeed.

There's only one like me in the universe.

But you too, you're unique.

At first, you fascinated me.

But now, you tire me.

I don't understand you.

But I send you all the signs.

Yet, you should understand the message.

I'm not talking to you about fucking signs.

I'm talking to you about explicit communication.

Tell me things as they are.

You wouldn't last long.

I wouldn't last long?

I wouldn't last long?

You see, I'm really patient.

You see, like waiting for something to happen between us, for example.

It's been weeks that we're on top of each other.

But there's nothing.

I can't stop your little game.

One day, I feel like you're finally going to throw

yourself at me and fuck me because that's what you want.

But no, the next day, I feel like you want to kill me.

No, not even.

Sometimes it switches in five minutes.

I don't understand.

I don't understand.

It's true that you're a model of stability and constancy.

Fuck.

One day, you're jovial and happy.

And the next day, we feel like the whole universe is falling on you.

Huh?

And one day, you laugh.

The next day, you cry.

You come to take showers with me.

And then, I shouldn't touch you.

And last night, what's this mess?

You touch yourself.

You're made to enjoy.

You come in my face like this.

And you fall asleep right behind me.

Everything is fine.

I can kill you by kissing you if you want.

Honestly, do what you want.

Kiss me.

Kill me.

But just make a decision.

That I know what's going on in your head.

You see?

Everything must go fast for you.

Fast, fast, fast, fast, fast, fast.

Oh, a few weeks.

Oh my God, it's terrible.

Terrible.

You know what?

What's going to happen is a change for you.

Otherwise, good luck for the future.

Oh my God, shut your mouth.

Shut your mouth!

Come on, that's it.

Get out of here.

You're dead, please.

Give me some air.

Get out of here.

Are you okay?

I'm telling you, get out of here now.

Are you serious?

Get out of here.

To register our survival in time, we had to change it.

It's strange that he shows me his devotion.

It's strange to be a teacher of the sound who

puts on glasses and prefers to cut the sound.

The cat rognard.

The wild, sedentary beast occupies, laying on his couch.

But I believed it.

Even if the time was counted, it would change.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I can't take it anymore.

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

I feel alive with you.

Me too.

I feel less alone.

So?

We never wondered why he was enjoying it.

It's crazy.

It's the carrot at the end of the stick.

I'm sure it's the carrot at the end of the stick.

Man is so weak.

He needs to play to reproduce.

I answered, you play to remind you that you are a divine being.

You explore beyond yourself.

In full orgasm, you bloom the sacred.

I understood poetry, he tells me.

These are not glasses or stupid rhymes.

It's you.

The whole roof.

The whole.

She is there.

The only intelligence that humanity needs.

The knowledge of this unity.

Blah blah!

Heartbreak!

Abuse!

Heartbreak!

Close the glass!

Blalala!

For too long!

Long time!

Blah blah!

Blalala!

We could start again until I die.

Close your eyes.

Concentrate on your breathing.

You inhale.

You feel the air enter through your nostrils and inflate your lungs.

You exhale.

Observe this come and go.

Like a dance.

Like waves.

It's your connection with the whole.

It's crazy.

What?

I felt the caress of the air.

It evacuated from my anus.

Fuck, you're kidding me.

No, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Stay, stay, stay.

I'm kidding, I'm kidding.

Come on, let's continue, let's continue.

You're annoying.

I'm stopping, I promise.

You have to take this seriously.

I want to try.

Are you sure?

I swear.

Sorry.

It's stronger than mine.

You know that the Tibetan and Sanskrit words bhavana and gom which means

meditation in French it means to familiarize yourself and cultivate.

Cultivate.

You're kidding me.

No.

You're not interested in exploring further.

Yes.

Yes.

When you get bored, when you take a lot of things in your pocket, when you go out.

Don't you think you're looking for that too?

You're looking for a little escape.

It's the same, except you need to take nothing.

Okay.

I trust you, I follow you.

I will be wise, I promise.

Close your eyes.

Concentrate on my voice.

You are on a path peaceful.

All around you there are trees and leaves dance with the wind.

There are also birds hearing their melodious song that pierces you.

You walk on this path peaceful.

You think you can hear the sound of a stream of water.

You decide to approach it.

It is magnificent.

The shadows of the leaves reflect in the water.

Also silver reflections thanks to the light.

You crouch and you decide to drink a little.

The water is so pure.

Suddenly a man approaches.

He is naked.

And he puts his testicles on your shoulder.

You are serious.

It's so stupid.

It's a shame.

I was in it.

I know.

Come on.

Let's find this river.

I was wise.

It's you.

Don't worry, we will find this river.

Close your eyes.

We are together.

You will breathe with me.

You block where we are full.

I'm

going to cuddle the trees.

Of course.

You should try.

We are all crazy.

We were born with this grain of madness finally atrophied by society.

A sane madness.

A door to contemplation.

Let go.

Enjoy it.

He was too restrained.

He could no longer do it without overdoing it.

Cutting the wild and the divine, he needs to run away.

Destroy himself.

Destroy me.

Always go further.

Insatiable addictions.

More, more, more.

It's not enough.

More, more, more.

Seriously?

What?

It's funny when you choke.

I hope you are ready to stay with me because they just pronounced it.

There is still a little bit of time.

I don't know if I am the most beautiful writer in the world.

Because there are a lot of people who ask me for autographs and they really don't

know if I am a singer, a movie actor, or a writer.

All you need to do is take care of yourself

and try to forget about the expand culturally.

360...

24,666 grains of rice.

That's it.

There are a lot of people.

24,666 grains of rice.

I think I could walk through your body for hours.

Explore every shape.

Explore every detail.

This curve.

This curve.

The most beautiful and majestic of the universe.

I'm so lucky.

I'm so lucky.

Does it bother you?

No.

You're not a fan.

No, don't make me say what I didn't say.

I prefer without, but it doesn't bother me.

I was sure.

Besides, you were shaved when we met.

Yes, I should have taken you.

No, but I was hoping that this little parenthesis would make people think that.

..

it's a bit of a mess.

That we're going back to the basics.

But all this for hair.

That humans finally understand the interdependence between species.

That they start respecting their environment.

Damn, I'm so dumb.

Don't you feel like doing tons of it?

Doing tons of it?

Ha!

Ha!

Damn, but...

But even you, did you look at yourself?

With your beautiful words, your judgments.

While you were left isolated in your comfortable studio.

You didn't even think for a second that you could move your ass to help others.

What's the relationship?

What are you talking about?

No, but you didn't even think for a second that you

could contribute to the collective effort, to solidarity.

No.

You were there.

Like that.

Nothing to complain about.

To say, oh, I'm bored.

Actually, it scares me.

Doesn't it scare you?

No?

Aren't you afraid that the world after will be like the world before, but worse?

No.

It doesn't scare you.

All this for hair.

You have nothing to complain about.

That's all.

You've all been there to die.

It's dead.

Curtain.

For hair!

No, but hey!

For hair!

A dog who makes his needs in the living room.

You put the truffles in the face of his shit so that he doesn't start again.

But the man... He shits on the battery and rolls into it.

You are free.

Get out, consume, start burning everything again, you bunch of dummies.

Nothing will change.

If we were to sum up the 13.8 billion years of the history of the universe on a

365 -day calendar, the Big Bang would take place on January 1st at midnight.

The Milky Way, our galaxy, would appear on April 1st.

The solar system, and therefore the Earth, are born on September 9th.

The first multicellular lives only happen on December 5th.

The first mammals, on December 26th.

The history of modern man takes place on December 31st at 23h59 and 59 seconds.

In the last second of the year.

It makes you turn your head, huh?

It's crazy.

And yet it's true.

You are nothing.

I am nothing.

It's true that the notion of time is only an illusion.

You were right.

Like space.

The notion of space depends on our perception.

Mine is tiny, but it's huge.

You were right.

Like the Earth.

The Earth is huge for us.

But it's nothing in the universe.

It's just a tiny grain of sand.

A grain of sand at the bottom of a cosmic ocean.

In infinity.

Infinity, damn it.

Infinity.

There is no end.

We can't understand it.

We live in boxes.

There is no end.

It never stops.

And if it stopped, there would be something behind.

There is nothing.

If you have one universe, there might be others behind.

Or no, it just never ends.

Without awareness, he fantasized the apocalypse.

A fantasy entwined with fear.

Otherwise, why so much to describe it?

To believe that deep down, they knew their destiny.

Destiny that they had drawn themselves.

Where are the energies?

They are right there.

I see them.

Usually, I don't see anything.

I don't feel anything.

Yet, it's there.

It's scientifically proven.

That we are all formed from the same dust.

When I say everything, it's everything.

Nature around, trees, rocks, water, earth, but also other planets.

Everything.

So, obviously, I am bound.

We are bound to all this.

Why deny it?

Why is it so apparent?

Why do we categorize it as hippy, perched, walking barefoot on earth to recharge?

Nonsense.

But yes, why not?

Why not?

Why not?

Why not?

It makes sense.

We

can come back to all this.

Live with just the essentials.

Although no.

No, no, it's better to be pragmatic, Cartesian.

To be able to make this path forward, we have to burn everything.

We burn everything.

We start from scratch.

We burn the stock exchange.

We burn the money.

We burn all these whites who wear black costumes.

We burn the 1% who eat.

We burn all the rich.

We burn the pedophiles, rapists, labos who get rich from cancer.

That's crazy.

That's normal.

We'll stay.

Yes, they burn the Amazon, so, of course, they hurt more.

But... no.

Let's burn the oil companies.

Let's burn the large-end stores.

Let's burn the healthcare providers.

Burn my little mother fucker mouth too.

What a bitch.

It is to be surpassed by one's own intelligence.

The man walks on his head and aims at the things he does.

I don't understand why we break our asses to build

something if we are so insignificant in all of this.

In this fucking infinity.

You enrich your love.

It will keep the lightness of your memories.

But it will also always carry the weight of your mistakes.

Are you okay?

Not really.

What's wrong?

Come here, I'll take care of you.

Put your head here.

I'm here for you.

You're going to drop me.

You're going to forget me and you're going to start over.

What are you telling me?

It's true, what are you going to do after?

Are we going to keep seeing each other or are you going to

continue your descent to hell and act like I didn't exist?

Stop it, why do you doubt that?

Of course we're going to keep seeing each other.

And it's true that I've abused these last few times, but we don't care.

I can be a cable here.

You were the first to talk to me about love in books and universal love.

Why do you want us to make big decisions right now?

We'll see later for the engagement.

We don't have to hurry.

We'll see each other again, don't worry.

You don't give a fuck about me.

I know I'm going to hurt you, but you're going to let me die.

Stop it, stop it.

Don't say things like that.

You know you're in me now, don't you?

You're in me.

I'm sorry.

I'm in you.

Wait, wait.

Do you really think it was a coincidence, our meeting?

You don't think we had incredible things to share?

But no.

You, as usual.

Like your whole life, in fact.

You preferred to hide everything.

You know, I didn't have to stay with you.

That's it.

That's my sin.

Love of men.

So I fixed everything.

I knew your violence tendencies.

You're also capable of love.

You don't even realize it.

I hated you.

To see if you were worth it.

But no, in fact.

You're a piece of shit.

Damn, but how did you... Are you serious?

Are you serious?

You see, I can be violent too.

But I'm not violent, damn it.

I'm not violent, it's you who makes me feel like that.

It's true, I really don't know where I'm getting this from.

You can make me so beautiful, but damn it, you can really make the worst out of me.

You're beautiful, but you're disgusting, you're ugly.

I'm ugly now.

She finds me ugly now.

Of course, you disgust me.

You disgust me.

You love that, huh?

You love to push me to the edge.

So that all the attention is on you.

The little slut there.

So beautiful, she's so innocent, she's so sweet.

Poor thing, huh?

She's violent, she's misbehaved.

That's it, damn it.

But why did you stay with me?

Why did you stay with me if you have so many things to blame me for?

It's because you're all alone.

You're all alone, you're nothing.

You don't exist.

The universe is way too big to suck your ass.

He doesn't give a shit about you.

You're nothing.

You're nothing without me, okay?

You're nothing, damn it.

Maybe it's better this way.

That we're not aware of me.

I used to live very well without you.

I would continue to live without you.

Damn it.

I hate you.

I hate you so much.

But I love you.

I love you too.

You know it.

It's a passionate love.

Even more passionate.

It's toxic, actually.

You're going to destroy me.

You know it.

But it's not your fault.

The whole society is like that.

It forgot the essentials.

You're just the victim.

You know I love you.

I'm so sorry.

So, so, so, so sorry.

Damn it.

How many times do I have to tell you?

I...

Damn it.

I'm so sorry.

How can I make you cry?

What can I do?

What can I do?

Tell me.

Tell me.

Tell me.

Tell me.

Disappear.

What if you love me?

Disappear.

Disappear?

We should stay at home.

Wisely.

You and me.

Take care of ourselves.

You stayed with me.

You insisted on staying.

Do you remember?

No, I was alone.

You stayed with me.

I know.

Damn it.

I don't understand anymore.

I'm so scared.

I'm so scared.

Maybe I was too far away.

Damn it.

I'm so sorry.

No, it's because you drugged me.

You insisted on staying.

You were good with me.

My creativity is insane.

It's wonderful.

I swear.

I'm so scared.

I'm too far away.

I'm just too far away.

But you know I can still change.

I know.

I feel like your most beautiful fantasy.

You're able to hurt me.

Stay with me.

Damn it.

I'm sorry.

It's me.

It's me who is sorry.

Damn it.

Damn it.

So, come with me.

Go with me, damn it.

If I fall, you they with me.

No.

I will put myself back together.

Shit!!

It might be the end of the history of man.

Thank you for watching!