A closed trip

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By dint of being there every day, I don't even see them anymore, these photos, these memories, these little moments of joy that I end up not seeing anymore and that become forgotten. With them remains a part of me that I don't even pay attention to anymore.

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Time flies, memories get old, the more I look at them and the more I regret this past time when everything seemed so simple, but in another way, they testify my evolution, even if deep inside me, the little girl is still there.

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Whether I like it or not, loneliness always ends up catching me, infact, it is always there, with me, it just sometimes becomes more discreet.

Martin Scorsese, Taxi Driver, 1976.

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Finally, when I think about it, our flesh and our skin is only a body envelope, a human cage made to keep our soul.

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We live in a strange time ... Everything is accessible at the click of a finger; meals delivered to your home, films, series, online sales, I tend to forget that I can move around and see things other than through my screen. My body has turned into a heavy, passive and sedentary object. Am I going to die here like this? Without ever having been able to see with my own eyes and using my feet to walk again?

Jimmie Durham, A Stone Asleep in Bed at Home, 2000.

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My head full of desires and dreams asking for only one thing, getting out.

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Often imprisoned in a personality that is not mine, to please this society as much as possible, I sometimes get lost with myself, no longer knowing who I really am.

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Social networks. What a cool thing, isn't it? For a long time, I have thought it was awesome, before one day looking up to realize that beyond reuniting us together, it kept us apart. At the end, we were each building our own cage ...

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"You can check out any time you like,

But you can never leave"

I never knew why this song appease me so much. When I listen to it, I feel like I'm alone, just me, my music, and my memory.

From The Eagles, "Hotel California", 1976.

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There still too many regrets and remorse in my head, which reappear from time to time, spoiling my morale once again.  Please open the door of forgiveness and forgetting so I can feel free from this bitterness that gnaws at me.

Luc Besson, Léon: The Professional, 1994.

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Here you are both the padlock and the key ...

(Notes d'intention)

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I always found it soothing to repeat the same gestures every day, in this way I felt safe, without even realizing that it was actually stucking me in a way of life in which I no longer dared to get out ...

Bruce Nauman, The Dance or Exercise on the Perimeter of a Square, 1968.

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They closed my mouth, they closed our mouths, they say it's for our own good, but it makes us more impersonal than ever.

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Locked up from the inside,

Sometimes, I even feel trapped outside, the inside seems without fences and free from everything, after all, this is where others no longer have access to me without my permission, I am free because I can control.

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This music, sometimes trapped in my head, reminds me of my mother and her musical tastes she gave me as a legacy.

The Police, Message in a bottle, 1979.

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Memories in a box.

Locked in a box, my old self is safer.

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Set my spirit free

Set my body free

Arcade Fire, My body is a cage, 2007