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A
true philosopher translates “Timeo
hominem unius libri” into “a philosopher
writes only one book”, to explain his philosophy: “Doing what would not be
done if he does not do it”, and his religion: “the link between those
that gave so much to free us from slavery, (and sometimes their life),
and the future
generations, (in great danger of new Dark
Ages).
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Introduction
0/ Presenting me since I present myself 0.1 Logical introduction to last continent! 0.2 A “hautist” demands order 0.3 French history, made of stupors Vol. I, “Tractatus Logicus post-Ordinaticus” Stages of a true philosophy: 2/ 25-50 years:
accumulating experience
3/ 50-75 years: reflect on this experience 4/ 75-100 years: transmitting ![]() |
1/0-25
years: learning
1.1 Childhood of a “volontary late-talker” 1.2 Logic of a “late-talker” 1.3 Primary School as a springboard 1.4 Chosen for an incredible crossing 1.5 Hautist at “LAMA Sabactani's” 1.6 University? Not my cup of tea 1.7 “Epi-Top-Lepsy”? 1.8 Brain better prepared for philo? 1.9 Reflection on a “psychiatrist-easterly” 1.10 The absolute philosophical paradox 1.11 Philosophy as an "unending quest" |
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INTRODUCTION:
“Who presents himself should present himself ? but I present ideas: if they are presentable, and well presented, they will
sufficiently present me”. This logolalic “demonstration”
justifies my label of "asperger" for a great sense of details
deserving a promotion
to "high-functioning”.
Me? I refuse this type of “disputatio”:
(1) I am as good in synthesis and (2) "is the solar system a dust in
cosmos or an enormous set ? Examined, all my existence, by
“psys”, let them introduce me. A case of CV never seen, cut out
according to “libels-labels” created at each progress of
the “psychologists”: what they saw, what they could already see and
what some see today, the fellows gifted to analyze Vinci's
brain,
limited, clinging to the ideal autist, “neither dying nor curing.
To connect with the “geniuses”, just sublimate DSM
criteria :
the anguish felt in front of a change of environment becomes a morbid
need to understand, to solve any encountered problem, to put order all
over the world. Even while turning his tea, Einstein connected
the flow with the cosmic
mystery
. And worse, we create and impose impossible rules to ourselves.
Then we require them from others.
0.1 Logical introduction to the last continent? PsyCV!My manner of earning a living imposed me psychological examinations continuously: on one side, “genius leaving of the legends on three continents”, at the other extreme, “paranoia”, (by psynuts working for an auto-divinised priesthood). In this time, the “psys” did not show their masterpieces but those I read are original. At my military time, (in 1947), the lieutenant-psychiatrist looked at my results and smiled: That
appeared normal to him.
But I prefer the examinations raising questions, on the perspicacity of the professional. At a Chamber of Commerce, the lady psychologist declared me: "half logical, half illogical mind”.
Enough to worry an employer in need of a rare employee. I asked
just a small change:
“Sometimes… sometimes… almost at will”.
And I commented my theory of creativity, a play between my two brains.
Satisfied, he asked to me to go on the following Monday to the atomic
plant, the "black sheep of the Greens”. Refusal: a “hautist” begins any mission with an
rigorous liturgy; and my prospective employer, was hiding me that he
had sent an amateur before. Dangerous, prohibited by the maritime laws,
(that's “throwing oil”).
“To understand, we must discover and to
discover, we must invent”.Just saying: perhaps Vinci did not use his two brains like you, perhaps creativity comes from the mysterious right brain, (able to guess the future). Occasion to improve, (by removing), the great rule of learning:
Creativity, like decision, it's immediately or
never. The idea appears without warning, in the brain of one person
only .
Don't force your talent, one would obtain the worst, a ready-made
solution. Do explain the other extreme:
“Why do some seem awfully creative, and
"repeat"?
Strange, to solve a problem, it is necessary to give up, (cf. Rule of
judo: “You lost because you believed
to gain!”). This curious way enabled me to reduce to only one
word, a slogan, all the methods taught by Profs of creactivity, “BREAK!”
Just to say that Paradise
and Eternal Happiness for me will be meeting Newton, Darwin,
Einstein, Wittgenstein, (my
challenger to the title of “PhiloManager”);
and especially Vinci,
(I'll correct Locke
's error, preferring Newton to start a true philosophy). These
“Top-Hautists” make me indifferent to my labels of “genius leaving legends”, in
various points of three continents.
0.2
A “hautist” requires, creates “rules”
Easy to push within a frame my course, (never seen and that will not exist any more, (fanciful for psys mentally limited from birth). I like the “gloss”, (a display unit like the syllogism, quite as non-existent as the round or the rhombus), adapted to one time which allows “studies”, (or imposes “sport”), up to 25 years and, to 50 years, rejects you like an old ball pen. The other stages naturally rise the four times of the life, (childhood, youth, ripe age, old age), corrected, balanced, equalized: one year for the new-born baby, they is ten years of his/her grandfather. In my time, the cycle I name "generation", (multiple of five "lustra", of five years), guided our existence: two lustra to prepare the war, one lustrum to do it and then two to repair; and again bayonet at the point of the gun. After Sedan, our gold built Berlin and our sweat deserved us a “colonial empire”. In 1918, another miracle: one spent the gold of Huns before getting a Kreutzer, but we grew so rich, that our Parliament could offer "paid vacations" while Great America, and Germany, (keeping her money), sank in "stagnation". To solve this problem, they had to invite Hitler, (in this time, champion of anti-unemployment, faith of saint grabaPierre!). However the American recipe was terribly effective: "Delay entry
into the brawl, change old scrap against ingots.
Then participate in victory and offer a generous lease-lend with French gold"
Since 1945, we spared, (miss?), two wars: I ask where are these spared
billions. Which accountant, mis/formed with the French National
Accounting Handbook, the "Gros
Barre”,( teaching: “no debit
without a credit),”
finds us where if this Potosi and the unknown
generous being
able to lend me the interests of my debt. Don't ask the youRopean
banker,
in "examination" right before nomination, (probably
to oblige him to accept the dirty job), “Currency”? that's a philosophical concept, ask the
philosophers!”. Let him give us at least his list of
philosophers! (attention, today, one becomes a philosopher by auto-
“the quality of a
definition depends on the quality of the definition of the environment
of this definition”, promotion,
by bottom-bottom-push-push, by law of the vacuum hate, by Sorbonique
and abNormal Sup). According to my rule of the
definition of
the definition, it would be enough to define “currency” to clear up this mystery and all economic science. A correctly definite word contains, betrays, requires all the cosmosophy of its user. And I know some words it would be necessary to develop with this manner, “philosophy”, “religion”, “racism”, and especially “Jewism”, this mythe disappeared when “chrestinism' was created.
Xenon smiles: he invented his nice tales to ridiculize the
syllogism, (without preventing
Aristoto from manufacturing a sophistery of
his own, nor the sorbonique to produce lingouistics and
grammatics).
While presenting me, did require the impossible
for many? to use Ordino, one needs a new logic, demanding first
to
spit, vomit aristotology and cartesiânism. As simple as changing the engines
of a plane in
flight… Rule of Popper, “to use a
new technique, it is necessary to invent a theory of its use”.
Rule of Wittgenstein: “As the rail
makes it possible to sink but the arrival imposes… the language allows
"thinking" but imposes the conclusion…” Simpler, do imagine
Wittgenstein, (my challenger for “PhiloManager”), condescending to
deal with the logic of enterprises! Normal that my slogan, (as a
PhiloManager), is “decision”,
(how we take it). Not Socratic astonishment, Lavinasian anguish or
Kierkegaardian tremor; just, in
front of the universal fucking, a bit of “stupor”0.3
French history, "never ending stupors"
“Does
the revolt of the 'minor offenders' present this aspect of stupor?”The Revolution struck the “rich" so much” that the next century was dedicated to producing a “spiritual philosophy à la française"; Nabot-Leon and Guizot try to hand over to the University the place of the Religion, (essential to hold down the “Platonic cattle”). As a high priest, Cousin, (the predecessor of Ferry-Raffiot, with a place in Sorbonne). Como “doctores laïcos that pueden contestar has todo y todos” : Bonald, Chateaubriand, Master, beatificated Ozanam… Other national stupors? "Separation", June 40; and especially May 68, with resurrection of a joKriss. Question by a little teacher”, (that left for Africa, 55 years ago, to establish that all the men have the same brain):
Then rule “à la Darwin”:
“When
Nature create a successful being, it is multiplied per billion,
(microbes), by million,
(rabbits)”.
BabelBorrows offer its young inhabitants the
formation
that produced Vinci and Newton. Then, where are our thousands of
little Einstein? Is the goal of our National Instruction to transform
them, at best, as accountants, cops, shoemakers? Now to locate in the
immondialisation this destructing
mix
, impotent
black
power and
replica of the Ethiopés of my time charging
Musso's tanks
with
an assagai. Where the cars let burning to introduce a “soft dictatorship”. Generous
prison sentences
for victims of the CuniCuliCulture in
BabelBanlieues
could transform this little 1905-Petersburg
, in a great 1917-Moscow.
This revolt is
intuition of what awaits billions of people excluded by a
“neo-monitheism” that
confiscated the computer as of its appearance, (like any preceding
technique, writing, paper…)
“Break the nests,
they will break your chests”. Poverty of the remedy for an announced phenomenon, (I shouted it in three languages, a long time ago:
No mention of the more excluded,
the “aborigines of the Republic", ( 2000 years of serfdom),
preparing little Newtons. Reappearance of the “spirituality à la
française” by atheo-chrestinic
transubstantationned ”
redactionnists
",
(Cousin-FerryRafiot,
Bonald-Lavinasse, Chateaubriant-BegHeLev, Master-DerryDada,
Ozanam-philoCock…), proposing "Religious without Religion”, with
academifrancisation of a Philo-Bouc&Misery
fleeing
“French
Bashing”!).This can bring to our major problem, (well started one century ago, delayed at once by Freudouille): the exploration of the last
continent, (the last “noodigm”), this brain, each being has
a specimen of it. Really, a philosophy-CV must show a perfect
comprehension
of the psychological aspect of the problems of our time.Now, the first time of the waltz: 1/ 0-25 years: time to learn
DSM-IV: criterium 2. "Qualitative impairment in communication... Delay in, or total lack of, the development of spoken language (not accompanied by an attempt to compensate through alternative modes of communication such as gesture or mime)" 1.1 Childhood of a “volontary late-talker” At six months, I gave a royal peace, hours, just putting to me on a blanket with heaps of things. Total indifference to people. Serious at a time when the village idiot was a tradition: the local psys, (doctor, mayor, school-teacher...), exempted me from school up to 65 months, (five years, five months, four days). Today doctors know “autism” and some, (very rare), diagnose “prosopagnosy”, (you see men with the head of an owl!), confusing it with “prosopamnesy”, (“you don't remember familiar faces”). “Indifference to faces, first sign of autism” decide the experts. Me, I put my need for logic: “Who does not recognize faces is prosopamnesian”. No proof of autism but one can turn one, thanks to this libel-label and to the accompanying treatments. Grandin escaped drugs. Thanks to God, I escaped the “psys”. But the solution of my mother was not bad, since it led me to a mental activity. Thereafter, she offered herself one week of royal peace, by a handle of nails for some pennies. Then I disappeared in “the workshop” and I built my world, becoming as manually skilful as Newton and even ambidexter as Vinci. Today, all “psychiatrist” sticks to me in the “spectrum”, without understanding that autism does not exist: there are autists, all very different, (and it is even truer with “geniuses”). It took me 60 years to understand me, (to see me like the very rare case among the rarest ones, the “volontary late-talker”). But I recommend to autists more than claiming as theirs: Newton, Einstein, Vinci, Wittgenstein, (I added Darwin, Descartes… And I recommend to examine the childhood of any recognized genius) .
![]() 1.2 The Logic of
a
“Late-Talker”Do deduce the logic developed by a brain never asking questions. I reveal one of my concerns of this time: “What my brain makes during night? It dreams all the time? It should be very tired in the morning. It stops? Then I understand why so many people die in the bed ". I involved myself to seize my dream as of the alarm clock. I improved introspection before knowing it and this was quite useful for me to escape Freudouille), (for me, porno-sauce
Gilgamesh). Let us apply the logic of the quality of the definitions: the
dream must be included
in a "set"". I choose Darwinism: the dream can be only a preparation to
survive in a similar situation, through the best decision in a minimum
time.Each time I meet a “late-talker”, I ask at which age his first memory. Mine? very clearly, at 27 months, yes, 38 months before my first sentence. A farmer came to take my brother on vacation. I see him crying, not wanting to leave mom. She proposed me, making a fast bundle. I was indifferent. I remember the bottom of the horse dandling between the stretchers. At the farm, all ware aware: I was given orders : “Wash your hands, go to bed…” Two farm-boys make fun about a curious bird with curious droppings. I tighten my teeth: “Do not answer, they would do it again!”. And I was given orders until the end of the holidays. I accepted the orders against my peace. I often controlled that a child cannot pretend. According to rule of the definition,
how to put this a higher "set"? Of course, I have "cause" for
this paradoxical fact: a too much quiet autist at six months
turning into a voluntarily "late-talker", mentally extremely active. An
explanation of which I am wary, like any explanation.The cause could be found at "Chemin des Dames". Notable but rarely noticed: a “volontary late-talker” speaks immediately by complete sentences. The most famous among us is Einstein. The recordman? Sellin Birger, that opened it at eighteen years of age, wrote his memories and, apparently, regretted it. I have several explanations, simple opinions since, (rule of Popper), not discussed with scientists. You understand better my interest for “minor offenders”. Many grows in the environment that produced Newton and Vinci 1.3
“Primary
School" as
a springboard
“Prosopamnesia is known but so rare that
no psychologist cares about it…”In four years, I swallowed eight, catching up with, and overpassing my elder brother. At 11 years, I made my "communion", with a dispense of age. Do you know only another case? My mother spoke religion only once to me: “Necessary to make your communion. If you marries with a girl who wants to go to church, the priest will laminate you”. Here, more necessary than never to understand the relation between the “volontary late-talker” and the divine idea. For me, atheism and theism, its like moulding and mould, (I understand why Schopenhauer was attracted by Buddhism, without any risk to fall in it). And the best proof: all the discussions theism versus atheism finish in a null match. I continued to live, (and especially to think), completely alone. Confidence that I make for the first time: when I started the last year of “primary education”, I promised to ma 10/10 at all the questions. I failed only once. Instead of summarizing the two pages, I undertook to write them without forgetting a word. The teacher stopped while I was at the middle and one 9/10 destroyed my perfectionism. Thereafter, fortunately, I was duly "rectified", avoiding me to join the “diplômoculs memoris caused”. In any case, I would have yielded the place to better prepared than me: the muezzin of Khartoum, (able to recite his Talmud no-stop, backwards), and especially the Yuruba wizard. Once my brother described me: “He has no head”, very in advance of the “psychiatrist” that declared me: “the most absent-minded ever met”. This ignoramus of the Newton case increased my obsession of culpability, (“Pay more attention, you will run into more troubles!”), and my self-diagnosis was seriously delayed. In fact, I found in “Mind”, written by certain Gardner,
But,
in symptoms and social consequences, total distraction is not more
recommendable that prosopamnesy.
1.4 Chosen for an incredible crossing of the 20th Century At 12 years, I was adopted by a group having sought the impossible for 30 years. It is necessary to replace in the "Affaire DEMAIN" that I tell in addition. A little butterfly of Hawaii starting a "soft tsunami", 100 years later. There again, I have possible explanations, opinions. Especially that my four “sponsors” had quite different goals. Curious “raising”, (still functionning): I was to make three things at the same time, to write a page each day for myself. But the “best off the bests”: the teaching of the “baron” to read the events. An autist sticks on the adults but a "hautist”, (label of my manufacture), wants to dazzle them, and to understand the great mystery “how does their brain function" ?, (when they disappeared, I extended to “geniuses, ” then to any professional category, accountants, abogadillos, soldiers, doctors…). The defeat of 40 was a stupor, which I used a long time as the explanation for my mania of logic. At that time, I fall on my first
analogy,
(hard-soft
category): a feldgrau requested a rabbit. Twenty francs, he gave
one
Mark. The previous month, this Mark was worth one Franc. Which was the
role of Mauser? “Forced Course”,
explained the teacher, (behind any banknote, there is an arsenal,
police
officers, bankers, justice, penitentiary…). The priest divinised the
phenomenon: “We had sinned…”
Himself lent his church to a parpaillot
colleague
and the visitors sang “Te Deum
Hitleribus”. I launched an “unending
quest”: “Who financed,
(delivered to me to), Hitler?”, including: “How our “geniuses” could have been
mistaken at this point?” This explanatory error was reinforced
in May 44 by some shooting for
miscalculation on the involved forces,
(one of them, in my village, with his son of my
age), . Question:Why the others don't care about opportunities to understand? “
The line of demarcation separated my group and I found myself living
with “Guru”, the priest of the
team,
(more intelligent than the last three popes and I'll prove
it). Speaking German and Italian, he delivered the doctor and his
wife from the “Bordiot”, the
prison illustrated by a film. Thanks to the intelligence "Vieille
France"
and to parishioners not understanding much but ready
to help the persecuted if Guru asked them. Great time to write
that the French motor at that time was the “hatred of the Huns” and
that the only possible heroism was to save persecuted people from
Nazis. As the daughter
of the doctor, three years old, was to travel alone, (to avoid a
revolt of her parents), I started an “unending
quest”: “Who are Xfs and
Hitler?” As for the myth, now over-extended “AD Majorem KSDJ Gloriam”, I
remember the communal reflection in front of the doctor's arrest by
Gestapo:
“He is Rumanian, he must make his duty!”
I told you, all was simple in my time. Me, in front of this
reasoning, I wonder whether the cretinising
“If Latin forms the mind, then teach it;
if not, to the dustbin”. aristotology
is
innate.
The important one, the Rumanian doctor, his wife and his daughter, made
their "Roumanian duty', at one kilometer from the awful prison! “In that time, my logic was to detect common structures. Should I remain to that point? It would be artificial as I'm far from that now. Therefore, one "parent" is showing, called or popping by itself: Pio Duce, aware that somebody has produced a "secular arm" and adopting Hitler for the Reconquista of his Spain in exchange of an international recognition and a test for his tanks and bombers. Again, an analogy : with the pope, calling Simon Monfort, le Cathares-Killer, helping Isabela Catolica to conquest Grenade. And then, again, another "heritage"... As the Wermacht thought of remaining in my college until Conquest of England, I decided to make my year alone. Guru, knew Latin as well as an academic but taught it "à l'ancienne”, which enabled me to settle the dilemma:
At that time, one insisted much on “mind-maturation” but Guru had to impose
to me, (the director announced to me
that I would be the cataphote of the class). Immediately, I landed first
in French
and Latin . Guru asked whether I could follow, with a
strange comment for myself: “For my
brother, culture it is Latin-Greek in the text. The baron
entered my life as an argument. Thereafter, when, outside the Hexagon,
admirers of the Lumières took to me for “their” French, I
commented :
“One century lasting forty years, with
forty fellows, “abnormal”, half imported.But I was perhaps trained by a survivor of the Lumières".
My first meeting with the baron was strange. One afternoon of August
1941, I open to a gentlemen looking like his portrait, (by painter
Belle Epoque, Jacques Martin).
“My brother”, said “Guru". It was the “Baron”. As far as I know, he had not announced his arrival. He sat down on a kitchen chair, questioned me; I answered as a good pupil (I was in this time!) At the end of fifteen minutes, "an angel passed" and good pupil, I said: ” I will study… “ “The little one remainder” said Baron. Guru, the more decided and deciding man that I knew, seemed hypnotized. At the end of one hour, I retried an exit: “I will look for some meat…” - “I catch my train in fifteen minutes… ”, said “Baron”. He searched into his bag, gave me a pear of his garden. Approval? invitation? And he disappeared, refusing to be accompanied at the station. While the Wermacht run toward Moscow, and two brothers, (67 and 73 years!), risked never to meet again, he had crossed three "zones", German Italian and “fascist”, then return! “Guru”, that cooked mayors as an egg, had acted as a little child. Shortly after appeared Louis, (counterpart of André Citroën, coming him also from the Italian zone). According to Guru, he wanted to buy the castle. He tried to convince me that the “priest” was more intelligent than the “journalist”. Whom to listen? These visits brought a great change. Guru explained mysteries I should know, using sentence-mysteries: “DEMAIN” came too soon, (to hide the most stupid of the Vatican condemnation…) “We had the Queen of Italy”, (for fast and European success…) “My brother never says “My Lord” to a
bishop, only “Lord”, because he is a baron…” Guru showed
me
how to make mayors and stuffed his Latin with curious sentences,
insisting: “Quos vult perdere
Jupiter, prius dementat”, (Latin, at the Renaissance, shaped the
minds escaping to the Inquisition).
“But
I was on the other pavement?” - “On the same one. Typical of you…”Quickly, though the youngest of the class, I heard: “You speak like an old man”. A teacher, flying the Nazis, explained me that I was more mature, to prevent me from locking up in silence . But more typical: did I crossed, one day, my teacher of maths and her mother without noticing them.
At that time, a psychiatrist could thus label me a
“prosopamnesian”, that I call “syndrome of Darwin”. Indeed I was the
first to notice in the creator of the Evolution this deficit, which
probably explains his social problems, his astonishing
capacity of work and his genius.
Darwin himself was much interested
in faces and used his fame to write a remarkable book on the subject.
![]() 1.5 Hautist at
“LAMA Sabactani's”
“A man returns to the religion
if educated in the Christian way”.How will this chapter be read, at the time of the “return of the Religion”? an improved form of satammism, (really YWHL writes
right
with curved). The majority of our fartosophers declare themself “atheo-chrestinic”,
offering their services and jumping into the triumphing boat, (about
90% of atheists, agnostics, “sans-Dieu”, the remainder refusing
“to speak religion”). It is the moment to guess : “Which relation
develops a “silent boy” with the divine idea?” The “normal” spirit believes to escape
while being declared “atheistic”.
I repeat: “atheism it is the
moulding left the mould “theist”, (except if you prefer the
opposite). Proof? all “atheo-theo-disputatio”
finishes in null match: thus no reason to change stable.Guru often repeated:
I think that he wanted to reconvert his brother, by promise to Uncle
Cardinal
on his bed of death. But he had understood that I would never have the
“The
new ones take a room in the
third
floor and to chapel at seven o'clock”.
vocation,
repeating
that I would be “the Antichrist”
so dreaded by the
vaticanants, (kind of homage to my morbid need for logic and truth).
When the
baron died, I understood that he had passed from Voltairian
to irreversible anticlerical. I wonder even if he
did not program me to avenge DEMAIN.
And especially, I require to know: “At which age all is played”?
At which age
I met the phenomenon Zeusio, (for me, “LAMA
Sabactani”), existing
only because Guru appeared to live from Him. All finished very
badly.
The last years of Guru prove that he had lost the faith in his
joKriss and I ask which is my share of responsibility in this
“abjuration”.
With his flocks, it used the language-priest, (an inferior form of intello-racism).Monday October 1, 1945: the first volume of Crampon's Bible under an arm, a Littré under the other, (the Emile for the initiated), I reported at the Bourdaloue University, (the very year when Kanner and Asperger described my type). At thirteen hours: I was told “after-noon ", noon is midday, twelve and twelve plus one gives thirteen. I was to build a new world, persuaded that this bi-millenary institution had a solution after Hiroshima, after Dasch-Au-Schwitz. Other newcomers were joining: in Poland, Paul@Cujus, a "T.V.", ("Tardive Vocation" but in French
“Vieux Tacot"”, with
adventures); in Bavaria, “Pal Jojo now
Hexadecimal ”,
(we have the same age for a few days); in France, Lulu, a KSDJ (after
Ben Gourion), astray who should have left more
quickly than I. Are they proud of their brilliant career? these
gastropodous castrated by their mother. Historical entry, never seen, that won't be repeated: many STOs, (gone to Germany on the professors' advice), returning for arguments against their communist buddies. Some would return over to the factory, hoping to find them. Ex-underground, and even a chap that liberated Monte Casino, (congratulated by these same Profs for his disobedience of an advice inspired by Holy Spirit). Between the professors, “division of circuitos”, one of them condemned to death and pardoned by Hitler himself: he had used the seminar as a relay for English pilots . Without any value today, just a wood cross.
Six
hours for my laic program: (1), study of language, Russian, (2), a
chapter of the “French Revolution” by Madelin. Very interesting
book to explain to priests that their Gospels can have two
interpretations, (the “Revolution”
has a dozen of them, by Marx, Lavoisier, Le Bon, Olivier, the emperor
of Austria…) And (3), all the remaining hours for the technique
of the week,
the diesel. While going down to the chapel, I was a motor mechanic,
ready to explore Africa.
A skeleton escaped from Dachau, started:
“I will die, you will die, Napoleon died, De Gaulle will die…”
I
do not like being taught what I know. I really thought of
leaving but the last train having left, I had the night to ponder
and
think.
I
couldn't say, I solved so
important a
problem as the religion in fifteen
minutes and Half of the dilemma remained::
“IF Jesus son of God, I serve Him.
IF a joKriss, I ought to know. ”
I had to understand the incredible expansion of Chrestinity.
All was settled quickly and well: in one of the three parishes of
Guru, a family model had provided a candidate, a secure success in
advance. On the following day, as soon as the end of the mass, he
explained to me, (by himself? not sure), that, as gifted in
philosophy, (how not to be it after years with really grown-ups?), I
had a unique opportunity to deepen it. His father, a businessman,
had been
useful for me to launch a pagoda. To my question:
“Why the Huns hate Xfs?”
He answered:
“When they seize a branch, they ruin
it…”
The
delicate problem
disappeared : “What
to say to the baron? what would the baron say ?” Even today, I do
not know his true intentions. For remarkable as he was, could he
guess that one century after “Separation”,
the manager of great
paper of opinion
should dominate the religious
problem in all his forms, true and false?
“Why does an institution visited sixteen times by
Great YWHL, (later sending his Son, then his Holy Spirit),The immediate problem disappeared: “How to employ the two years before the service, even while preceding the call” I would pass them, guided by a friend of Maurice Blondel, (e great “B” of the pre-war period, with Bergson and Brungschvig), thanks to a judgement of Rome as stupid as the condemnation of DEMAIN. Blondel did not participate in this newspaper, by intello-racism. Owner of the “Philosophical Review”, he was informed, (by Bremond, collaborator of DEMAIN), but considered the combat of the baron useful but inferior. Then his turn came and his priest-friend was exiled into the Bourdaloue University. With exclusive obligation of aquiquinade. You should prepare for a very different “philosophy ”: need crutches, and try to recuperate, to
ride any
philosopher, especially
the Null? “
Occasion to understand the utility and the use of the aristotology, and
as of the first contact, I obliged my teacher to sell me his Aristoto:
“I believe in a God. I do not see what
Fatty
Tom could bring me”, (I
could have used the reverse: “I am
atheistic. This ratafia certainly
will convert me ! ”). He answered: “You
are quite hard”. Did he still believed? Faith does not
exist more than autism. Result: to each one his faith, which
makes difficult to understand a priest who loses faith but must
continue for the most various reasons. My particular
teacher was a philosophical Janus: aristotelician officially, himself
in
private. A perfect continuation for my “education”. I like rules and I
adopted his, rather laic, like
“Never read “philosophers” before
thirty years”,
Work on your own problems and give them a beginning of
solution,
(what Popper
recommends
) and I religiously respected this following rule:
“A philosopher writes a page each day, for
himself”.
The son of a banker, he had a remarkable library. He commented while
searching books:
“I do not find his book but B., which
supports the opposite, makes a good summary of it…”
After each meeting, I left with a dozen
books. DEMAIN described
the
training of the Spanish priests, distinguishing
between the ratafia for low-clergy and the top-fientouille for
future leaders. In France, all received the higher quality. What
astonished
me most: the capacity of “Elected of the Lord” to stuff indigestible
phrasing. Graving that I find in the writings of my “top-pals”,
“Kill
a Baladin, you'll
have a Galopin!” Paul@Cujus, cardinaval Lulu
that has
just refused the tiara; and the “recuperator”, Jojo Hexadecimal. The
ignorance of the economy was a “must”. Without possible improvement.
Lulu proved it by obliging Jacquard the Pious to declare:
“Science
can nourish 12 billion men!” Today, retreated with a curious
gift,
(one hundred weeks in balloon), it can contemplate the resulting
tsunamis,
hurricanes, earthquakes and general pollution, orbi and cieli.The following holidays were the most profitable period of my life. With the disappearance of the "zones", the baron dealt with me, "à sa manière". Our meetings were transformed into an “editorial comittee”. Even when I drove his car. To tell the truth he spoke alone, which he did a good part of his life. His economic system was very simple: to respect the small property, the craftsman. "The United States is lost they destroyed the family…" August Comte approves: as a sociology base, he did not choose the individual but the family, surely the best brick to build a civilised world, corresponding to the logic of the system theory. He taught me a technique ignored from higher education: “to read events”. Most interesting, the “practical works”. One Saturday after the lunch, a driver style "band of Bonnot" presented himself: “Mr Herriot wishes to speak with Monsieur…” De Gaulle, hoping a referendum, had taken a mortal risk , foreseeable after the failure of Churchill. Herriot, President of the Parliament, found himself with more chances than Chirak in 2002. Rarely seen so fast an execution. The driver transmitted without understanding. Then the baron quietly explained me why Edouard H. would not be the next President of the Republic. And he finished: “For his Great History of Lyon, he took 'negros”. The baron was a great journalist when Herriot pointed in Lyon level little teacher of Latin-Greek. On the next Wednesday, Herriot gave up the Elysée. I used the receipt for Edouard II. The baron had promoted an “auriol”. I gave the place to the Chirak family:
In 2002? Just a bottom-push-push and admiral Dudule got it
easily.
Anyway, he was rewarded: TV-emissions, a "redactionnist" for his memory
and disappearance until the 20th generation!
“Today, “do not say “WHO” but
“WHAT” must be the Elusean…”
I had a bed installed in the immense library. Between 1900 and 1940, it
stored all the publications, (recognition of the place of the baron in
the press). The shelves filled, large tables of farm were brought
in the
middle, quickly insufficient. Then one piled up everywhere. To join my
bed, I was to walk 25 meters on books. A book in the ground seems
a tomb stone, (impression of the cemetery of the
fishermen in St-Louis of Senegal!). An complete edition of DEMAIN was
with
the foot of my bed.
This education did not make me the freelance journalist to whom one you indicate “theme, time, length”, (I saw this wonder functioning in the “consultancy”, (the owner paid: protesting is too dangerous). Guru taught me the “billet of the manager”: ten nice lines, then a blow of stiletto between the eyes. The baron directed me towards the great investigations, which a philosopher does naturally. But philosophy ignores the deadlines, and the investigations can last decades. Sorbonne settles this point with a “¨Publish or Perish” and kills thinking. 1.6 The University? Not my cup of tea Thanks to a short letter of Guru, I began my military service with a coffee with the admiral of the Base of Toulon; then University of Beirut. This life appeared needy to me, with “disputationes” as in the Middle Ages. I deduced an invaluable rule: (but
which teacher can neglect what is defended by the future examinator of
his
pupils). It is even truer our day: a computing handbook two years
old should be thrown away!
“priest collecting taxes ?”; or “tax
collector singing mass?”Once more, Heaven delivered me a brain to pump, (in my opinion, it is enough to move, stir up, be ready; and all my “chances” were offered to thousands). Poidebard “redirected” me. Little by little, the role of Persia appeared more important on our lives than Rome, Athens, Memphis, connected in an “axis of civization”). Babylon held the key of the Western Religion, those of the “satammu”, a dilemma:
Any
university glorifies about a borrowed “genius”. Cas of Darwin, Newton,
Einstein, that brought
more glory to their old people's home than they did draw!
Obviously, I would certainly have avoided an “Affaire de la
Faisanderie”. I leave this to
future generations.As of my return, all finished quickly. “Citroen” went to Palestine on Champollion that failed on the Lebanese coast, (at this place I had sought Phenician glassware ). Just await the high tide but a passenger decided to swim to the land. He called for help. Louis believing that he did not know swimming, plunged. The sea was covered with fuel oil and the two died. The previous year, at the “Cave of Pigeons”, I had escaped the tide of Ides of March, (so dangerous that a law puts in prison whoever bathes there at that time. Never applied: nobody survives). Occasion to examine what occurs in the head from a hautist during this kind from experiment, the relation hautism-divinity, my fear of losing an opportunity, my manner of deciding and of creating me problems, translated in a slogan: “Now or Never” 1.7
“Epi-Top-Lepsy”?
The death of the baron shocked me much more. Only once it had spoken about religion, just a word. I told my pilgrimage to Salette. He grumbled: “swindle!” No fly was heard, (none took off). Then all felt constrained as if a contract had been broken Anyway, he refused the “sacraments”. Guru was broken up, as in front of an irrevocable failure. Did the baron settle accounts? Because if Waldeck-Rousseau asked the purple for uncle-cardinal, (for good republican), it was granted against the closure of DEMAIN, with promise of an assistant knowing the priesthood perfectly. Maybe the baron, rejected as an old sock by Cardinal Uncle, carried out in a boat by little brother, had demanded the promised assistant. The best and the worst was found: a kid with a completely neutral brain.. Possibility of another goal requiring the contract. His death started in me a chain reaction ending in a total revelation. Not only I solved the evangelic puzzle but I understood why this monstrous assembly triumphed during millennia. I needed just to understand the “satammism” appeared shortly after the discovery of writing. Here, I call upon Doctor Blanc who connected autism and epilepsy. It is sudden like an explosion. I invent a word? “ear-top-lepsy”, (do think of Champolion after his great discovery). You awake “fresh like a fish”, with no memory of the day. I was on a bed; three strong fellows asked me to remain calm. Two male nurses appeared, tied me up on a stretcher. And full gallop towards the hospital. What did I have makes to give such a fear? the witnesses had sworn never to say anything, just : “You work too much!” Isolation, without a book, distressed, unable to swallow a pill. Fortunately, I fell on an intelligent psychiatrist. After one month, he spoke for the first time: “I do not understand your case, I return you home”. I was more lucky than Auguste Comte! The next time, I made this exercise in my studio: I raised and back to my computer. Kant and Schopenhauer smelled relativity 80 years before Einstein. Apparently, in 1949, I had, philosophically, a presentiment of the bicameral system, the secret role of the right brain: “to preserve, start, impose the rules of the tribe”. Schopenhauer was the first to underline the predominance of a “will” on the intelligence. But why didn't he connect on the 'NEXT' question? “role of the intelligence in the formation of the probable will… site of this “will”… He would have cut the grass under Nietzsche's feet and his “will for power”, and about the
Freudouille's porno-analyse and “Lacan-that-speaks” and caused a
revolution in education, before Montessori and Freinet.Kant and Schopenhauer had a not very current preparation and I note it by myself: the hautist combines an incapacity to give up to an out of common resistance , (in Africa, I declared vaccination my “diseases”, (even the famous “dingue”), without stopping my work). Apparently, Nature blocks this dangerous capacity before madness. By an explosion, a true tsunami, requiring a set of circumstances causing a “easterly”. But we cannot cause it and, to interpret the flash, a long preparation is needed, a habit "to read the events". We are similar to the “visitors” of the Louvre, each one takes what he is ready to take. For me, it was an opportunity to use my introspection. The dumb brain, sometimes qualified “brain of the emotion” appeared the “brain programmable by the emotion ”. But to whom could I speak about such an experiment? A long time, I had only “demonstrations”. 1.8 The brain
prepared better for philosophy?
“To use a new technique, it is necessary to create a theory of its use”.Rule of Popper:
I started with the idea of a contract between the
two brains, a gentlemen's
agreement to help without obstructing the other. Today, I find strange
that Freud, who recite, (like his Julie and his salesmen): “Her father put this into her head…”,
did not understand that they held the solution, probably the key of the
cure. Occasion to replace my anti-aristotologic
“Can one program this mysterious brain?”
rule, (“NEXT!”):
A long research. However, the solution was simple
and even double, as the cooking of veal kidneys, (either slow fire,
lengthily; or strong fire, a
brutal
seizure).
“Nature
supports the beings able “to decide” in one half-second”.My theory was proved the day I escaped a truck. Persuaded that I was thoughtless, (as said, opinion reinforced by the psychiatrist presenting to me like “the most inattentive type ever known”; really, he did not know Newton!), I “envisaged” possible cases while driving. One day, on a never used mountain lane, a truck popped up. Before reflecting, I had thrown my car into the ditch, on a pole. I saw it to move backward, amortizing the shock. Completely rotted by dampness, it stood upright thanks to its neighbors. Later, I interpreted Libet according to Darwin:
Bloody checking: ten years later, at the same place, the daughter of
the
baron was killed by a truck: she had reflected one second. It thus
seems that my exercises had created a stock of immediate
solutions.
And I often noted it. Once, in Tunisia, a child played on the side of
the road. Suddenly, he crossed the road. His
brother kept the sheep on the other side. But as soon as he
raised his head, I had slowed down. I imagine the reasoning: “Car danger, join brother…”
But through need to know, I reconditioned a car-engine before
touching a driving-wheel. Add-on, 15.000 “accompanied” kilometers:
I was given my
driving-license. So for motor-bike. I refused it because I had
not asked for it! As to my bus-license, i just negotiated it. In
Africa, this paper was prohibited to "White Bottoms".
“The
black baby is favoured on the
white
one. Because his/her mother carries it in her back:
Wittgenstein approves: our brain uses “decided decision tables”. The dream could be preparation of solutions for another similar occasion. The famous “will” of Schopenhauer, could be the result of a sweeping of the quiet brain. Even creativity could come from it, (what would explain the small number of creative) But when a “minor offender” stabs his teacher, I am not surprised. His brain does not block his primitive aggressiveness. One understands the importance of these “big brothers”: in the absence of parents, they indicate and impose the “civisation”. And I give a price to the “psychiatrist” that declared: it takes part in the life of the village. But when another child arrives, it loses its advantages ".
Regret, and noted in my 'lost tribe". The child
passes to the back of an older sister and it is "solicited" by its
environment even more!
“The good books are written by the good
philosophers, revealed by their good books”Today, I realize that I had the brain prepared best for true philosophy, (correctly definite!) I had a “Popperian program of research”. My “sponsors” were the alive proof that philosophy is reflection on our own experience. But how to acquire it? How to transfer it to the quiet brain? I did not even have a detector for true philosophers. I smiled of the council of my teacher: “To read only good books”. Corollary: 1.9 Reflection
on a “easterly”
I do not believe in the “thought in images”. It is a confusion between visualizing and conceptualizing. I am surprised that fifteen centuries were needed to reverse a triremeon four walls, the “nave” of the cathedrals. The image supports the thought, as the blackboard supports the reasoning. Before the invention of writing, the ear worked in sequential and the eye in global. Can we allot sequential reasoning to the left brain, (the “sequential one” of the programmers), and “global thinking ” to the right? Let us go further in this alliance and examine “reading in pictures”. Writing is sequential reading uses a means working "globally". The eye wants to see the words in block-images. At Easter 1950, (as a hautist always on the move), I visited Dotrens, the inventor of the famous “global method”. Agreement for Italian, that certainly guided this discovery, (just a problem of sounds for e and a between Florence and Rome!). Doubtful for the “fascists” languages, created to maintain the “Platonic cattle” in their “condition”: French writes the sound “O” in seven groups, English pronounces the group “ough” in seven manners. When the road-panels were smeared in Algeria, I noted that the Arab text is a succession of drawings, ready for global reading. Global reading was made for Arabic! If all is system, (leave it to me!), it is obvious that all can be visualized, the unit and its parts; and the reactions of the parts on the unit and between them, (think of monetary circuits, inputs-outputs of a village, elements of a car… At the extremes, idea and image seem able to function alone: idea without any image, (let it to the philosopher) or image without any idea, (obvious for the three-dimensional juggler, the designer of the engine room of a ship). Application to the Hand-Books of Gilgamesh? As explained, the aristotology or its substitute, cartesiânism, left me dazzling. But the “New Testament”, left me panting. I am unaware why so many hyper-celebrated brains, (Nietzsche, Arendt, Heid' Higler…), and even academifrancized, ( PhiloSerres, Bouc&Misère…) , swallow like a Marenne oyster, this
occasion of “stupor” on
a gold patére! The Gospels seem drawn by a painter moving his
easel
continuously. The vanishing lines
go astray!
(do imagine the lines of a Canaletto distorted with a Paint Shop !) My
mania of
logic required to reconcile the joKriss of Saul de Farce, (the
moni-maker), with the Jeshouah manufactured by Herod-Pilatus, (to
stop the Galilean explosion
). Really abnormal to find
normal Saul writing more than the evangelists before the
existence of a single
Gospel, (In the Bible of Jerusalem, I count 31 pages by Mark the
original, against 138 pages
for the
"Letters" !) Worse! and even easier to guess: every Sunday, thousands end thousands of “believers” hear the “New Missal of Sundays”, (1989, easy to find! Brepois Editions, Centurion, Mame, Stag, Country cottage, Desclées, De Brower, Drugget and Ardant, Mame, Proost, Tardy) .It shows three “Testaments”, New, Ancient and the intermediary, the Saulian Babble. This last, each Sunday, recalls, repeats, resifts the vacuum of the Epistles and the doctrine of the "Little Runt". Had he understood the extraordinary “potentia” of the vacuum though, intellectually, he was as limited as any founder of “religion”, Sun Moon, Kung Fong. “All
that was predicted was carried out by the “Messiah” and what was
made by
Jeshouah
was predicted
.”
Found in a jug, (found in a cave, (located in a lost
island)), about year 350, the helpful John was used to introduce
missing actors
in Palestine but the three
“synoptic ”, today, raise the
most extreme question,
truly deconstructrive: “Qui judeos
in Palestina vidit?”
"NEXT?" an aparte to recover testimonies of "specialists" that will make three turns in their tomb understanding that they had the truth under their nose, that they described it without understanding it. "NEXT?" An introduction to the possibility of programming the right brain by the effect of surprised and the joy of discovering by oneself. Obviously, it would be easy to simply use the texts given in 1990 to the hierarchy catho-French-Church, (that caused its rout and the intellectual destruction of joKriss-babbles of any kind). But I prefer to risk a "falsify", in order to prove and to test the rules of training imposed by the knowledge of the bicameral system, (with the assistance of Wholly Spirit, Ordino in civilian life). While I read "Arendt" by Laurette A., I note that her heroin has studied works of Bultmann. A look at his "History of the Synoptic Tradition". Seldom seen such a "fortify" by a great professor as unaware as his brilliant reader of the new logic imposed by the sole appearance of the computer!
The
“satammu” debe
contestar a todo y todos”,
if not, his only remedy is running away, (Celsus saw it perfectly 18
centuries ago!). And each generation of preachers is educated, locked
up in a cul-de-sac, the version re-examined, corrected, adapted,
divinized for each period.
I had solved other problems: the recipe
to
manufacture preachers,
(soft castration by a mother aiming at a retirement as the first Lady
of
the parish). And I currently spoke this “priest language" helpful to get out
of any difficult situation. Today,
this language is adopted/adapted urbi and orbi, spread/taught in the
media and even in the Parliaments. Examples? “Pal Lulu” declaring in
Moscow: “All was lie”,
(whereas himself fled to Rome, for a job of small vicar, (and was
brought back willy-nilly,
because any “Xf never gives back what he took”), or Les
Lumières" are the
cause of Dachau-Schwitz”, (without any protest of the “media”!) But this style is
contagious,
even on Giscard-Decline declaring: “Before
naming Lulu in Notre-Dame, I consulted the rabbis”,
supplemented by Sunday Rabbit: “Xfs
came
to Poland at the request of the princes and the bishops…”
Because they come only on request. Suicidal need to prove that KiSiDiJis
are JidiPis
of the first pope, (manufactured with Yebnevites to
drive true Xfs
out
of the Roman Empire).
1.10 The
absolute philosophical paradox.
“How
to acquire this experience, springboard of a serious philosophy?”By this time, my problem remained:
My
passage by the university of Beirut pushed me towards teaching. I had
successful in this work. With the possibility of making a “diploma”, (though too much
inattentive to attend a course). By my 25 years, I cumulated five
years of teaching, in four nations,
three continents, meeting very different pupils, from great titles to
the
child with notches under his eyes. Error to take this way to acquire
experiment: in two years in Africa, I had spoken only once with a
father. Even at top level, teaching isolates. After
fifteen years turning around on the campuses a teacher ends up
believing himself a great explorer. Today, I justify my waste of time
by the
importance to dominate pedagogy, which the ministers for
Instruction miss.
But nature multiplies the occasions. I was on the equator, with an iron health, (characteristic of the hautists!), and a return ticket. Out of the “White bottoms”, (Cameronian saying), come “to make their millions”, a quarter
did not finish the first stay; hardly half return a second time.
The opportunity arose from piastres-traffickers
wanting “to reinvest”, by
building a factory in a corner more than lost.“Life is problem-solving”, (Popper). And philosophy much more! I was going to find the absolute philosophical paradox. The enterprise was a mine of the problems to solve, the high-place to train a true philosopher, a total analogy,
between philosopher and manager. However
very few philosophers were risked in the factory, and these rare
daring fellows just ridiculized. their “science”.As a last conclusion, to show philosophy as a walk towards progress, (that each one must remake), I control that I did not distort my first stage with the convictions/conceptions of an octogenarian. 1.11
Philosophy as an "unending quest",
"We
enter in
philosophy as we enter in religion…", according to the reflection of a "philosophically correct philosopher". Popper holds another title to this title: he left a will and testament, a digest, (under that title), protecting him from a hagiography by a biographer lowering to his floor any thinker who exceeds him. Our libraries are full of this kind of handbooks, not false but smelling purgation and expurgation, "redactionnism" type aquiquinade, augustinade and even arlequinade. It's a duty of the true philosophy towards the following generations to write the "ended quest" of any declared philosopher. I created soft-tools to classify all this philo-junk: my "Rule of T", my "Parnassus Tower", recalling that the true philosopher lives at the 56th floor and already thinks the 60th one. I'll justify. used to say my
personal philoprof. I add: "Nobody enters philosophy after a
passage in religion". Two completely different practises, at the
extreme one of the other. The priest who claims himself a philosopher
doesn't constitute the major paradox: knowing the "religion" is
essential to the true philosopher and practically impossible, like
crossing a marsh without covering one's self with mud, (philosophers
could be classified from their smell). But we have a better proof
nowadays: "atheistic" philosophers jumping in the passing boat,
claiming their chrestinic tradition!
Nobody becomes a
philosopher, many cease being one. Quite different.True philosophy is a "unending fight", (which requires a moral and intellectual level, and sometimes enormous sacrifices), to escape official teaching/taming, (has our education system for first mission, transforming the child into a "useful adult"), to preserve our native curiosity creativity (which explains true philosophers are close to the scientists and scientists provide true philosophers).
![]() 0/ INTRODUCTION: "Qui se présente se présente? mais je présente des idées: si elles sont présentables et assez bien présentées, elles m'auront suffisamment présenté". Cette logolalie justifie mon label d'asperger pour "sens du détail méritant promotion à haut-fonctionnant". Mais je refuse : je suis aussi fort en synthèse : d'ailleurs, le système solaire est-il poussière du cosmos ou ensemble énorme ? Je propose d'embaucher les "psys" qui m'ont régulièrement examiné pour un CV différent, découpé selon les "labels-libels" décernés à chaque progrès des dits-psys: ce qu'ils ont vu, ce qu'ils pouvaient déjà voir et ce que certains voient aujourd'hui, (les rares doués pour analyser le cerveau de Vinci). En général ils se défilent devant les "génies" qui les dépassent et qu'ils rabaissentà leur niveau. Facile pourtant de relier leur autiste idéal, ("ni ne meurt ni ne guérit", que je connais très peu), à l'hautiste, (qualifié de génie s'il survit), en sublimant les critères DSM: même angoisse ressentie devant un changement d'environnement, même besoin maladif de comprendre, résoudre tout problème rencontré, mettre de l'ordre dans le monde. Et même manie de s'imposer des règles impossibles; puis, désastre, de les exiger des autres. 0.1 Introduction logique au dernier continent, par un PsyCV ! Because ma manière de gagner ma vie,mes examens, en coulée continue, vont de "génie laissant des légendes sur trois continents", à l'autre extrême, "paranoïa", (par psycouilles-freudouilles). En ce temps-là, les "psys" ne montraient pas leurs chefs-d'œuvre mais ceux que j'ai vus sont originaux. Lors de mon enrôlement, (en 1947), le lieutenant-psy regarda mes résultats et sourit :
Mais je
préfère l'examen qui pose des questions, sur la
perspicacité du professionnel. Convoqué par une Chambre
de Commerce, la psychologue me déclara :
"Esprit moitié logique,
moitié illogique".
De quoi inquiéter un
embaucheur. Je demandai un petit changement:
« Tantôt... tantôt...
presque à
volonté".
Et je commentai ma
théorie de la créativité, (qui est, pour moi, la
vraie philosophie), un jeu entre les deux
cerveaux. Satisfait, il voulut m'envoyer le lundi suivant dans la
centrale proche, bête noire des "Verts".
Refus: un "hautiste"
commence toute mission par une liturgie ad hoc. Surtout que cette
embauche si
pressée, cachait un prédecesseur, un amateur
bon-marché, (dangereux, la
marine
interdit de "jeter de
l'huile").
"Pour comprendre,
(par cerveau gauche), il
faut découvrir
et pour découvrir, il
faut inventer, (par cerveau
droit)".Vinci n'utilisait pas ses deux cerveaux comme vous. La créativité viendrait du cerveau droit, le "silencieux", le "mystérieux", (capable de deviner le futur). Puis le gauche, le "bavard", mettrait en forme. Occasion d'expliquer la règle de l'apprentissage:
Ockham prétend que sa règle s'applique
à la découverte des vrais philosophes. Bonne chance !
La créativité, comme la décision: c'est tout de suite, (dans la demi-seconde de Libet); ou jamais. L'idée vient sans crier gare, dans le cerveau d'une seule personne. Surtout pas forcer son talent, on obtiendrait le pire, la réponse par question de cours. Règle de judo: "Tu as perdu pour avoir cru gagner!". Comme si, pour résoudre un problème, il fallait renoncer à trouver la solution "logiquement", (cf. . Cette curieuse idée m'a permis de ramener à un seul mot, à un slogan, "BREAK!", toutes les méthodes enseignées par profs de créactivité, aussi nuisibles que leur collègues psys). Quelle définition me décrit le mieux ? celle qui me sortit d'un isolement, (ma période "comtéenne"). Après m'avoir regardé durant un mois, sans un mot, le psy déclara: "Je ne comprends rien à votre cas, je vous renvoie chez vous". J'avais un peu forcé la machine. Ce fut mon meilleur investissement. Il m'a fait comprendre, outre Comte: Newton, Darwin, Einstein, et Vinci, (Locke devait le préférer pour relancer la vraie philosophie); et surtout Wittgenstein, Les nouveaux seront moins désarçonnés s'ils imaginent mon challenger, (au titre de "philo-manager").daignant s'occuper de la logique d'entreprise, réduit au système D ! (pas pour descartes!). Normal que mon slogan, (de philo-manager), soit la "décision", pas l'étonnement, l'angoisse ou le tremblement, (que tous ressentent aux moment des grandes "stupeurs"). Mes "hautistes" me rendent modeste, et même indifférent à mes appellations de "génie laissant des légendes", en divers points de trois continents. Le seul continent qui m'intéresse, qui reste à explorer, c'est le cerveau, (chaque homme en a reçu un exemplaire), c'est "psychOS". Toute exploration importante exige des cadavres mais "psychOS" les exigent à sa manière: le cerveau doit accepter des risques. Là encore l'histoire prend ma défense. Tous les pionniers avaient un "grain", à commencer par Maine de Biran et James. Au point que, (surtout après l'Affaire d'Outreau), il est insuffisant de changer un psy-goy par un psy-cul-cul-poussette mais de remettre à la vrai philosophie la psychologie dérobée trop vite par un moni-maker puant le "satammisme". 0.2
Un "hautiste" nécessite, exige, invente, s'impose des "cadres"
Facile de fourrer mon parcours, (jamais vu et qui n'existera plus, apparemment décousu), dans un cadre, dans un présentoir comme le syllogisme, (l'équivalent en logique du rond, jamais rencontré dans la Nature). Je retiens donc un cadre adapté à cette époque qui permet des "études", jusqu'à 25 ans et, à 50 ans, vous jette comme un vieux BIC, cadre assez proche des quatre époques de la vie, (enfance, jeunesse, âge mûr, vieillesse), ou des quatre temps qui ont rythmé l'existence de nos ancêtres, (un cycle que j'appelle "génération", multiple de cinq lustres de cinq ans) : préparer puis faire la guerre, réparer la casse puis repartir à baïonnette au canon. Après Sedan, l'or gaulois bâtit Berlin et notre sueur nous gagna un "empire colonial". En 1918, autre miracle: on dépensa l'or du Boche avant de lui arracher un seul louis : on devint tellement riche qu'on s'offrit des "congés payés" alors que l'Allemagne, (qui n'avait pas craché un mark), sombrait dans le marasme. Suivie par les inventeurs du pragmatisme appliqué : l'Amérique avait pourtant su retarder son entrée dans la tuerie, (le temps de fourguer la vieille ferraille contre des lingots; à Verdun tout poilu pouvait partir en vacances contre remise de ses ducats); puis voler au secours de la victoire et nous offrir notre or en prêt-bail,. Pour en sortir, l'Allemagne appela Hitler, tellement efficace qu'il relança la machine américaine. Ne sachant plus à quel saint se vouer, Pé Pierre! invoqua ce champion de l'anti-chômage. Curieuse réponse: pour un hoquet d'honnêteté intellectuelle et morale, on lui lança des "chiots pisseux" aux trousses. Pour défendre le Français le plus admiré, le plus aimé, il n'y eut qu'un hautiste et je fus celui-là. Que de questions pour les éconauds. Depuis 1945, il manque deux guerres: où sont passés les milliards économisés ? Quel comptable, (formé au "Gros-Barre", "pas de débit sans crédit"), nous trouve ce Potosi épargné? piqué par de généreux inconnus prêts à me prêter les intérêts de ma dette. Pas demander à l'argentier youro, mis en examen juste avant nomination, (probablement pour l'obliger à accepter un sale boulot ?) : "La monnaie"? notion philosophique, demandez aux philosophes!". Qu'il nous donne au moins sa philo-liste ! (attention, aujourd'hui, on devient philosophe par auto-promotion, par cul-cul-poussette, par loi du vide et du bide, par la Sorbonique et l'aNormale Sup). Capital selon ma définition de la définition, ("La qualité d'une définition dépend de la qualité de la définition de l'environnement de cette définition"): il suffirait de définir "monnaie" pour éclaircir toute la science économique. Un mot correctement défini contient, trahit, nécessite toute la cosmosophie de son utilisateur. Et je connais quelques mots qu'il faudrait développer de cette manière, "philosophie", "religion", "racisme", et surtout "juif", (ce mite disparu lors de la création du "chrestinisme"). Et la liste est longue pour les nouveaux venus, "bras séculier", "satammisme", "rédactionnisme", "psychOS"... Pour utiliser l'Ordino, il faut un nouveau cadre, (une nouvelle logique), ce qui correspond au rôle de la vraie philosophie. Un bon départ est la vision des trois bonds, (enseignant l'effet sur notre manière d'utiliser notre cerveau, de découvertes comme l'écriture, le papier, et surtout l'ordinateur). En finale, la "totalité", id est la synthèse des connaissances, (opération immédiatement déclarée impossible par nos "philosophes"). Simple aveu d'une incapacité de la réaliser. La "philosophie" est réduite à "50% de little-rature plus 50% de mémoire", (définition par un connaisseur, Robert Aron), solidifiée par des "méthodes" de blocage mental comme l'aristotologie et le cartésiânisme, (qu'il faudrait, d'abord cracher, aussi simple que de changer
les moteurs
d'un avion en vol). Lire les "philosophes",
(cela vaut même pour
les meilleurs), c'est continuellement s'étonner: "Pourquoi il ne
fait pas le pas suivant ?", (il suffit de s'entraîner
à
dire "NEXT",
devant chaque résultat). Exemple: à peine
découvert, par pure philosophie, le bicaméralisme,
je me
demandai: "Comment programmer ce
cerveau muet, silencieux, (qui
préoccupa Schopenhauer mais son burinage platconique lui fit
chercher la solution dans les "Idées").
Finalement, le vrai philosophe rechercher et passe sa vie à perfectionner.un cadre, une "grille de déchiffrage". Etonnement ? Pourquoi Laborit ne m'a pas coupé l'herbe sous le pied ? parce que, satisfait de sa découverte, il se reposa, parce qu'il n'avait pas commencé par le commencement, une formation reçue d'un vrai philosophe. La philosophie devient "An Unending Quest", (merci Popper!). En vous souhaitant de comprendre vite que la solution des grands problèmes, (et de tous les sous-problèmes et sous-solutions), se résout par leur dissolution. Voilà introduit le chapitre dédié au philosophe le plus important du siècle passé, au point que personne ne le comprend, (surtout en France où il est pratiquement inconnu). Maintenant, je vais m'étonner comme si l'étonnement pouvait baser la philosophie, comme l'ont conté les dames philosophes comme la Simone Veil, (la Twiggy, pas la Fatty), ou le chère Jeanne Hersch, (qui aurait fait une bonne philoprof de secondaire après études sérieuses sur le sort qui attend les étudiants l'année suivante). Donc, je m'étonnes que la philosophie française ne soit pas la Lumière des Penseurs, la phare dans la nuit pour tous les hommes. Avec quantité de "raisons", parce qu'aucune nation n'a tant fait pour la diffusion populaire de l'aPhilosophie, secundo, parce que "astonihment" se dit en français "stupeur". 0.3
L'histoire de France, suite de "stupeurs" et "sauveurs"
En début d'interview demander l'âge de l'interlocuteur, id est : "quelles 'stupeurs' lui ont buriné le lobe droit ?". La Révolution frappa tellement les "nantis" que le siècle suivant fut consacré à l'élaboration d'un "spiritualisme à la française", une réaction anti-Lumières, (elle n'est pas terminée). Nabot et Guizot essayèrent de refiler à l'Université la place de l'aReligion, (incapable désormais pour encadrer les "bestiaux"). Défilé ininterrompu de "grands-prêtres", Bonald, Chateaubriand, de Maître, Cousin, (le prédécesseur de Ferry-Raffiot), Dupanloup, Bloy, Ozanam le béatifié... Aujourd'hui, véritable ruée des sorboniqueurs, (mes "athéo-chrestiniques") sur la philosophie de l'aMorale, qu'ils prétendent découvrir! Tous héritent des efforts de Pascal, Descartes, Malebranche, et même Kant, déjà axés contre l'athéisme des classes moyennes, (quelle occasion d'une solution-dissolution !) La France devint "Fille Aîsnée" et fournit au monde des "doctores que pueden contestar a todo y todos". Grandes stupeurs nationales ? 1789, Waterloo, Sedan, la Séparation, juin 40, (avec 2 sauveurs: au-dedans, au-dehors). Puis Sauveur-Charlot nous expliqua que Sauveur-Pétain était un traître, (pas l'avis de Roosevelt souffrant de gastro-hystérie au seul nom du Gaullard). Sans oublier mai 68, avec résurrection d'un joKriss. Stupeurs et sauveurs, (les deux mamelles de la France), nous ont donné 14 constitutions. Les entreprises, foi de "philomanager", pullulent de "sauveurs", chacun avec 20 solutions pour tout problème qui sera signalé. Kif, chez les athéistes, c'est plein de "sauveurs" , (pas un seul pour s'étonner que Voltaire, Renan ou Nietzsche aient échoué...) Les "stupeurs" ne sont pas notre exclusivité, (l'Allemagne en connu en 1918 et 1945). Elles existent à titre individuel, (imaginez Pio duce se rendant compte qu'on lui a fait un "bras séculier" dans le dos, Churchill sauveur du monde civisé, obligé de liquider l'empire britannique! ou mes copains d'études"vaticanants", que j'informe de mon "incroyable traversée du 20ème Siècle", pour lancer la seconde auto-couillade...)
Sauveurs, stupeurs et peurs s'engendrent et se
répondent :
La vraie philosophie,
(qui ne peut être que la
créativité cachée
dans le World Two de Popper) enseigne que devant un changement, il faut
chercher le changement qui a précédé, produit ce
changement... Idem
pour la "stupeur". Mais il
faut chercher après. Après la
grande stupeur
de mai 68, il faut chercher la "stupeur-après",
qui a
submergé l'Establishment,
les "nantis" et leurs "fermiers généraux",
ministres,
préfets, ENÂnes
en formation ou en place... Une telle situation attire automatiquement
une espèce très adaptée, (de "fermiers
généraux" repreneurs de la
formule babylonienne).
La révolte des petits délinquants a-t-elle provoqué une "stupeur"? (question de "petit Chose" parti en Afrique, il y a 55 ans, pour établir que tous les hommes ont le même cerveau). Quelle contradiction à la règle de Darwin : "Lorsque la Nature réussit un être, elle le multiplie par milliards, (microbes), par millions, (lapins), par milliers, (petits Einsteins)". Les BabelBanlieues offrent le cadre qui a produit Vinci et Newton. Alors, où passent ces milliers de "génies" ? Le dressage réussit à tous les transformer en comptables, flics, cordonniers ? On essaie une synthèse ? Qui a braillé: ![]()
"Quand
vous
aurez 500.000 chômeurs, vous la fermerez!", (il recommande
aujourd'hui la créativité pour battre les Chinois!);![]()
"La
France ne fait pas assez d'enfants!", (le joKriss
mono-géniteur qui, selon préfet de Paris, sut ne pas
aller trop loin en mai 68! qui reparut en grünen feldgrau); ![]() "Les
Français devront admettre 20/30 millions de
sub-mèds!", (le fils adopteur du Matois Mittereux!).
Une
solution suintant le racisme divinisé, basé sur la
croyance que les 20/30
millions de Fouins et "Cotton-Niggers", (remplaçant
les aborigènes rebelles),
continueraient de manger leur pâte à la patte... (Les
monithéistes dorment tranquilles, avec 10% de
chômeurs: les
bestiaux sont groggy).![]()
l'opération
néo-babylonienne, "A
chaque rue son
pidgin".
Alors,
dans
les BabelBanlieues, on vit des groupes se former, de même
âge, un
power impuissant qui me rappelle les Ethiopés de mon temps
chargeant à la
sagaie les tanks de Musso. (L'aDroite a-t-elle laissé les
voitures brûler pour jouer les "sauveurs" ?)Ajoutons: ![]() la
délocalisation des usines vers l'Orient, ![]() le
cadeau ethnocide de
la MerVeille
aux Picardes-Bretonnes,![]()
le
truc de la dette, repris des négriers
brésiliens et déjà adopté par la mafia
sicilienne employant du Polonais.Pour une telle synthèse, il suffit du niveau, (intellectuel et moral), de mon copain d'études, Lulu cardinaval@cademlifrancisé, qui cria: "Les Lumières sont la cause d'Asch-aux-Schwitz!". C'est le moment de ne pas faire l'erreur des "philosophes", se reposer. Donc, les nouvelles découvertes doivent, ou "péter" cette synthèse, (et on la repensera, bien mieux), ou la mener vers la seule fin acceptable pour la nouvelle logique: la solution par dissolution.
Evidemment, j'utilise mon droit à l'ouvrir, étant parti dès 1950, pour quatre ans et demi en Afrique, (afin de comprendre ce continent, de la seule manière possible, en résolvant des problèmes ensemble); ayant cessé de travailler en France et en Europe dès 1974, (devant l'incapacité des "élus bestiaux" à comprendre ce qu'on préparait à leurs électeurs). Ce qui me permettait de constater l'ignorance des "fermiers généraux repreneurs". A cette époque, chaque village africain avait son "premier de cordée", parti pour finir des études en Europe, pas revenu, (pour ne pas dégénérer intellectuellement!), et installé médecin, avocat, député youropéen. Normal qu'un débarqué de patera déclare, (pas en français!): "Je viens finir mes études d'ingénieur!". ("Chirak ! une usine pour notre "auto-invité!" ou bien re-direction vers les délocalisées). Continuons la quête d'éléments pour notre synthèse, (la "totalité" permettent de relier des revendications syndicales et des mesures de type "religieux") : ![]() la
"subsidiaritas ecclesiastica",
(une
des premières
décisions de la youRope), complétée par ![]() la
loi Gay-Sot, (le
théo-coco-logien capable de déterminer
qui a reçu la visite du YWHL auquel personne ne croit !)Mon "dressage" me fait voir l'aReligion comme nuage de fumée. Devant la farce des "trois-religions", (jamais vues en EspaÑazie), j'ai souri au premier jour . Einstein me soutient et la réponse à ma déconstruction de la Xristouille lui donne raison: "En science, peu d'idées; et aucune dans l'aReligion". Prouvé par le renfort par "mille-religions" qui débarquent, (adventistes, baptistes, méthodistes, anabaptistes, presbytériens, épiscopaliens, mormons, quakers...), et les offres de "religieux sans religion", des "spiritualistes à la française", des "rédactionnistes transubstantationnés "athéo-chrestiniques". Un jeu de les "péter", hélas sans grandintérêt: ![]() comme
dit, c'est
déjà fait, (voir la débandade vaticanante); ![]() ce
serait confondre le Vatican avec Monaco. Le premier n'est pas autonome et son existence dépend de son utilité pour la "monithéisme". Cessons de nous étonner si le super-rigide Bénêt Hexadécimal se révèle girouette... Ce n'est pas par hasard si la "colonne Herzl" se présente en France au moment où ses prédecesseurs, (de Pio Nuevo à Pio Décimator), sont frappés de stupeur: "Nous avons perdu la classe ouvrière!" Et le grand malheur de la France fut de laisser le problème de la première tentative d'invasion yidEast à RothChild, pas disposé à scier la branche qui le portait. La CHOSA était en marche. Mais ce qui me stupéfie, c'est la prétention des "athées". Aucun ne se préoccupe de comprendre l'échec répété des Voltaire, Renan, Nietzsche... Ils se croient supérieurs à ces surdoués ? Il faudra du temps pour qu'ils comprennent qu'ils ne peuvent qu'améliorer ce qu'ils croient combattre. Suffit pourtant d'écouter Celsus, 'Les décrire les fait fuir..." et c'est déjà fait. Si en religion, "Tous les chemins mènent à Rome", en logique : "La solution par dissolution s'obtient de mille manières". Vraiment urgent de me présenter pour continuer à l'ouvrir. Avec occasion d'une première rupture entre vrai philosophe et "sorboniqueur". Ce dernier ne voit pas l'intérêt d'une biographie. Nomal si la vivisection de son cerveau révèle : "50% de little-rature plus 50% de mémoire". Faux, cher Aron, car les "psys" admettent que "tout se joue avant quatre ans". Donc, je m'intéresse aux philo-niches, l'environnement qui les a burinés irréversiblement. Et je vois le même dressage par toutes les philo-niches, la "Brico-Bagnole, la "Cantonnier", la "Gaveur d'Oie Argentée", la "Gars de Ferme"... Donc, description de ma philo-Niche et premier temps de ma valse: 1/ 0-25 ans: apprendre DSM-IV: criterium 2. "Qualitative impairment in communication... Delay in, or total lack of, the development of spoken language (not accompanied by an attempt to compensate through alternative modes of communication such as gesture or mime)" 1.1 Enfance d'un "volontary late-talker" A six mois, je fichais une paix royale, à condition de me mettre sur une couverture avec des tas de choses. Indifférence totale aux personnes. Grave au temps où l'idiot du village était une tradition: les psys locaux, (médecin, maire, instit), me dispensèrent d'école jusqu'à l'âge de 65 mois, (cinq ans, cinq mois, quatre jours). Aujourd'hui les médecins connaissent "autisme" et quelques-uns, (très rares), diagnostiquent "prosopagnosie", (voir des hommes à tête de hibou!), la confondant avec "prosopamnésie", ("ne pas se souvenir des visages familiers"). "Indifférence aux visages, premier signe de l'autisme" décident les connaisseurs. Moi, je sors mon besoin de logique: "qui ne reconnaît pas les visages est prosopamnésien". Aucune preuve d'autisme mais on peut le devenir grâce à ce libel-label et aux traitements encourus. Grandin échappa aux drogues. Grâce à Dieu, j'ai échappé aux "psys". Mais la solution de ma mère n'était pas mauvaise, puisqu'elle me poussait à une activité intellectuelle certaine. Elle s'offrait une semaine de paix royale, pour quelques sous achetant une pincée de pointe. Alors je disparaissais dans « l'atelier » et je me construisais un monde. Je finis aussi habile manuellement queNewton et même ambidextre comme Vinci. Aujourd'hui, tout "psy" me colle dans le "spectrum", sans comprendre que l'autisme n'existe pas: il y a des autistes, tous très différents, (et c'est encore plus vrai pour les "génies"). Le certificat de "type le plus distrait jamais vu", me bloqua jusqu'à 60 ans. A cet âge, je fus surpris d'apprendre que les autres retenaient un visage comme moi je pouvais réciter la Marseillaise dans ma tête. Et il me fallut bien davantage pour le pas suivant, le cas très rare parmi le super-rare, le "volontary late-talker". Mais je recommande aux autistes mieux que réclamer comme leurs, Newton, Einstein, Vinci, Wittgenstein, (j'ajoute Darwin, Descartes...) Vraiment la philo-niche de tout génie est décisive. 1.2 La
logique "Late-Talker"
Déduire quelle logique développe un cerveau qui ne pose jamais de questions. Je vous livre un de mes préoccupations de cette époque: "Que fait mon cerveau la nuit? Il rêve tout le temps? Il devrait être très fatigué le matin. Il s'arrête? Alors je comprends pourquoi tant de gens meurent au lit. Je m'entraînai à saisir mon rêve dès le réveil. J'améliorai l'introspection avant de la connaître, ce qui me permit d'échapper à la Freudouille),
(pour moi, du Gilgamesh en sauce porno). Appliquons la
logique de la qualité des définitions:
le rêve doit
s'inclure dans un ensemble. Je choisis le darwinisme: le rêve ne
peut être que préparation à survivre dans une
situation similaire, à
prendre la meilleure décision dans le temps minimum.Point remarquable, peu remarqué: lorsqu'un "volontary late-talker" parle, c'est immédiatement par phrases complètes. Le plus célèbre d'entre nous est Einstein, le recordman serait Sellin Birger, qui sortit de son silence à l'âge de dix-huit ans, écrivit ses mémoires, 'un peu aidé!); et, dit-on, le regretta. Vous comprenez mon intérêt pour les "petits délinquants". Beaucoup grandissent dans l'environnement qui a produit Newton et Vinci A tout "late-talker", je demande à quel âge remonte son premier souvenir. Le mien? très clair, à 27 mois, oui, 38 mois avant de prononcer ma première phrase. Un
fermier vient prendre mon
frère en vacances. Je le vois hurler, il ne veut pas quitter
maman. Elle me propose, me fait un baluchon. Je suis
indifférent. Je me rappelle le cul du cheval se dandinant entre
les brancards. A la ferme, tous sont prévenus: on me donne des
ordres: "Lave
tes mains, va au lit..." Un
autre jour, deux gars de ferme se moquent
d'un curieux oiseau qui fait de curieuses crottes. Je serre les dents:
"Réponds
pas, ils
recommenceront!". Et la fermière me
donna des ordres jusqu'à la fin de ces vacances. J'acceptais les
ordres contre ma tranquillité.
Bien entendu, j'ai une "cause"
pour ce fait
paradoxal, un autiste trop sage à six mois devenant un
"late-talker" refusant de parler mais mentalement très actif,
(une explication dont je me méfie - comme de toute explication -
qui remonte
peut-être à 14-18 et au Chemin des
Dames).1.3
La "primaire"
comme tremplin
"Prosopamnesia
is known but so rare that
no psychologist cares about
it..."En quatre ans, j'en avalai huit, rattrapant et dépassant mon frère aîné. A 11 ans, je faisais ma première communion, avec dispense d'âge. Connaissez-vous un seul autre cas? Ma mère me parla religion une seule fois: "Faut faire sa communion. Si tu te marries avec une fille qui veut l'église, le curé te laminera". Ici, faut comprendre la relation entre le "volontary late-talker" et l'idée divine. Pour moi, athéisme et théisme, c'est comme moulage et moule, (je comprends pourquoi Schopenhauer fut attiré par le bouddhisme, sans y tomber). Et la meilleure preuve: toutes les discutes-disputes entre thées-athées terminent en match nul. Confidence que je fais pour la première fois : lorsque j'entrai en dernier cours de la "primaire", je me promis d'avoir 10/10 à toutes les questions. J'échouai une seule fois. Au lieu de résumer les deux pages, j'entrepris de les écrire sans oublier un mot. L'instituteur arrêta alors que j'en étais à la moitié et un 9/10 détruisit mon perfectionnisme. Par la suite, heureusement, ce travers fut rectifié, m'évitant de finir "diplômocul memoris causa". De toutes façons, j'aurais cédé la place à mieux préparés que moi : le muezzin de Khartoum, (capable de réciter son talmud d'une traite, à l'envers), et surtout le sorcier Yourouba. Une fois mon frère dit : "Il n'a pas de tête", très en avance sur le "psy" qui me déclara: "le type le plus distrait jamais vu", un "psy" ignorant du cas Newton qui accrut mon obsession de culpabilité, ("Fais donc attention, tu vas encore avoir des ennuis!"), et retarda sérieusement mon auto-diagnostic. De fait, l'énorme "Mind", écrit par un certain Gardner, présentait une note en toutes petites lettres:
Mais,
en symptômes et conséquences sociales, la
distraction totale n'est pas plus recommandée que la
prosopamnésie.
1.4
Choisi pour traversée incroyable du 20ème
Siècle
"Pourquoi les autres ne ressentent
pas cette stupeur, ce besoin du
vrai, du correct, du moral?A 12 ans, je fus adopté par un groupe qui cherchait l'introuvable depuis 30 ans. Il faut replacer dans l'affaire DEMAIN que je raconte par ailleurs, (un cas de gentil papillon de Hawaï qui déclenche un tsunami, 100 ans après). Là encore, j'ai des explications possibles, des opinions. Surtout que mes quatre "sponsors" avait des buts bien différents. Curieux "dressage", (qui fonctionne toujours): je devais faire trois choses à la fois, écrire une page chaque jour pour moi-même; (et j'ai assez bien tenu). Mais le "best of the bests": l'enseignement du "baron" à lire les événements. Un autiste se colle sur les adultes mais un "hautiste", (label de ma fabrication), veut les éblouir, et percer un mystère "comment fonctionne leur cerveau?", (lorsqu'ils disparurent, j'étendis aux "génies", puis à toute catégorie professionnelle, comptable, abogadillo, militaire, médecin...). La défaite de 40 fut une stupeur, qui me servit longtemps d'explication pour ma manie de logique. A cette époque, je tombe sur ma première
analogie,
(catégorie hard-soft): un feldgrau demande un lapin.
Vingt francs, il donne un Mark. Le mois précédent, ce
Mark valait un Franc. Quel était le rôle du Mauser ? "Cours forcé", expliqua
l'instituteur, (derrière tout
billet, il y a un arsenal, policier, bancaire, justicier,
pénitencier...). Le curé divinisa le
phénomène: "Nous avions
péché..."
Lui-même prêta son église à un
collègue parpaillot et les visiteurs feldgrau chantèrent
le "Te
Deum Hitleribus". Je
lançai une "Unending
Quest": "Qui a
financé, m'a livré à Hitler?", incluant: "Comment
nos 'génies' avaient-ils pu se tromper à ce point?"
Cette recherche fut relancée en mai 44 par une série de
fusillés, (l'un d'eux, dans mon village, un qui fuyait avec son
fils de mon
âge supposé le protéger).
Question:Pourquoi les autres se désintéressent des occasions de comprendre?"
La ligne de
démarcation sépara le groupe et je me retrouvai avec
"Guru", le prêtre de
l'équipe, (plus intelligent que les
trois derniers papes, facile à prouver). Parlant allemand
et italien, il réussit à convaincre la
Gestapo qu'elle n'avait pas trouvé les "juifs" à leur domicile. Un sauvetage dû à
l'intelligence vieille France, (et à des paroissiens comprenant
peu mais prêts à aider tout
persécuté si Guru leur demandait). Une histoire qui
mérite rappel.
En juin 40, dans une des paroisses de Guru, le nouveau commandant militaire rend visite à sa chère cousine, la marquise de Ch.Q, (noblesse gatantie par ce qui manque à la néo-crassie, nos Gis-Car-Déclin et autre Chodronnette, quelques guillotinés...) Si elle le reçoit, elle est coulée dans le village; si elle refuse, la Gestapo leur, (les deux chers cousins), compliquera la vie. Alors, elle lui tend une liste: "Je manque de personnel pour vous recevoir décemment...", (la liste de prisonniers de son village). Tous reviennent et les "Sang-Bleu" peuvent re-jouer la "Grande Illusion", (les prisonniers réintègrent lorsque Fritz von W. part en Russie). Donc, 'bis repetitur), cette circonstance aida beaucoup Guru, qui, (je me cite), à réussir à convaincre la Gestapo qu'elle n'avait pas trouvé les "médecin de la cousine de Fritz, Graf von Wermacht" à son domicile. Mon médecin savait me prendre. Alors que je m'étais ouvert la plante d'un pied dans la rivière, il me dit: "Je vais te faire mal mais tu guériras plus vite..." Comme la fille du toubib, de trois ans, aurait voyagé seule, (pour éviter une révolte des parents), je me sentis obligé d'en faire mon affaire, de demander des comptes à l'Adolf et à ses blonds aux yeux bleux, le Goebels le Himmler.. Je complétai mon "Unending Quest" par "Qui sont les Xfs et Hitler?" L'amour complété par la haine ouvre les yeux et rapidement, je me trouvai en désaccord de définitions avec la Gestapo, sur une ligne de démarcation, comme dit Popper, pas la ligne Siegfried(Maginot mais sur le Rhin, de Bâle à Amsterdam.. D'autant plus que nos aborigènes-juifs se sentaient parfaitement tranquille: "Les Boches en veulent aux Polacs, pas à nous!". Ce qui permet, aujourd'hui, aux KSDJ de Ben Gourion une démo de parler-cureton à faire pâlir un cardinaval: "La France à sauver les Xfs français en livrant les Xfs étrangers..." Donc, que nos pré-élus-2007se méfient. Un jour ils pourraient être accusés d'avoir sauvé les BanTouCouleurs en sacrifiant les Bantoutous... Pour les diffuseurs du mythe maintenant monté en épingle Borbón y Borbón, ("Ad Majorem KSDJ Gloriam"(, je signale la réflexion commune et communale devant l'arrestation de notre toubyid par la Gestapo: "Il
est roumain, il doit faire son devoir!"
Grand temps
d'écrire que le ressort français à cette
époque fut la "haine du boche" et que le seul
héroïsme possible était de sauver les
persécutés. Je vous dis, tout
était simple en mon temps. Mais, devant ce raisonnement, je me
demande si
"Si
le latin forme
l'esprit, qu'on
l'enseigne; sinon à la
poubelle". l'aristotologie
crétinisante est innée et j'apprécie le comique:
le médecin "juif",
sa femme et sa fille, firent leur
devoir de Roumains à un kilomètre du "Bordiot", la sinistre prison illustrée par un film, ("Le
Franciscain de Bourges").Comme la Wermacht pensait rester dans mon collège jusqu'à Conquête d'Angleterre, je décidai de faire ma cinquième tout seul. Guru savait le latin autant qu'un universitaire mais il l'enseignait "à l'ancienne", ce qui me permit de régler le dilemme :
A cette époque, on
insistait beaucoup sur la "maturation" et
Guru dut m'imposer pour passer en
quatrième et le directeur m'annonça que je serais
le
cataphote de la classe. Dès le premier trimestre, j'atterris
premier en latin et en français. Au directeur, Guru demanda si
je pourrais
suivre, avec un étrange commentaire pour moi-même :
« Pour mon frère, la
culture c'est latin-grec dans le
texte.
» Le baron
entrait dans ma vie comme argument. Par
la
suite, lorsque, hors hexagone, des admirateurs des Lumières me
prirent pour "leur" français, je commentais:
"Un
siècle qui dure quarante ans,
avec 40 'anormaux', la
moitié importés.Mais je fus peut-être formé par un survivant des Lumières».
Ma première rencontre
avec le baron fut des plus étranges. Un après-midi
d'août 41, j'ouvre à un monsieur soigné comme son
portrait, (par peintre Belle Epoque, Jacques Martin). "Mon frère", dit Guru. C'était le "Baron". Autant que je sache, il n'avait pas annoncé sa venue. Il s'est assis sur une chaise de la cuisine, m'a questionné; j'ai répondu en bon élève (je l'étais en ce temps!) Au bout d'un quart d'heure, un ange est passé et bon élève bien élevé, j'ai dit: " Je vais étudier..." "Le petit reste" dit Baron. Guru, l'homme le plus décidé et décidant que j'ai connu, semblait hypnotisé. Au bout d'une heure, je réessaies: "Je vais chercher un peu de viande..." - "J'ai mon train dans un quart d'heure... ", dit "Baron". Il a fouillé dans sa valise, m'a donné une poire de son jardin. Approbatio |