Jacques, Being of Light.
A silent presence hold my hand. I feel this sweet pressure in my palm. I am petrified, marveled, submerged by this sweet heat which freezes little by little my inside. I let me leading towards this little boy with ash blond hair, only a name: Jacques...
Encounter mystery of this Being who has the will to emerge from this shadows, from his silence and gradually opens this forgotten memory, his own, the one of a little girl sitting on the out door...
And together, hand to hand we will walk, under the incredulous gaze of this World, united by this thread stem from this Out there...
The whispers come to me: "Don't fear... Open your soul, liberate your heart, untie your bowels... All is inside you since the beginning, go, keep confidence..."
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