Puisque "Les grandes importants personnes aiment les chiffres"
You statisticrats can write my advice down. You're outside the danger zone for too long. Too fragile for a soul yet can't compassionate and interact/behave normally. Is it the cause of the more adult way of profiling behaving. Because the creative way of a creative child and nostalgia can never take place in a statisticrat's mind
《Quand on veut un mouton, c'est la preuve qu'on existe》 elles hausseront les épaules et vous traiteront d'enfant! Mais si vous leur dites: 《La planète d'où il venait est l'asteroïde B 612》alors elles seront convaincues, et elles vous laisseront tranquille avec leurs questions. Elles sont comme ça.Il ne faut pas leur en vouloir. Les enfants doivent être très indulgentes envers les grandes personnes. Mais bien sûr, nous qui comprenons la vie,nous nous moquons bien des numéros!
One chance out of nothing. Numbers don't mean anything. They're necessary evils to coope easy dilemmma's with. My westerner's Karma can't take me on... no more. Numbers kill over and over.
- J'ai été sotte,
lui dit-elle enfin. Je te demande pardon. Tâche d'être heureux.
- Ah ! Voilà a subject. Bow for me, the king, when do you understand the small prince?
- mais les bêtes ...
No jokes in a statisticrat's adult mind. Only formulas are long enough to fit countless numbers in.
Asteroïde 361,362,363,364,...
ARGH >x< It's totally disgusting it's hitting the sound of silence ,but it's also all coming tomorrow again.
Well in fact. Don't just act like the 《big》adults. When a Turkish astronome non-famously discovered a star in 1902 and he showed this to a great geographic conference for all sophisticated dull people, he was not taken seriously because of his dress.
But when later a Turkish dictator rose to power and forced everyone to dress like the Westerners. The astronome tried again in 1920. Dressed in uniform he presented his sightings to the world in a great exposition for geography somewhere in a forgotten European city. The grandes importantes personnes saw that he was like one of them. So he was officially credited with his discovery of the planets and gained his name to stand in a couple of old, forgettable library books. Onwards the planet B620 was born. And why this name exactly? Because les grandes personnes aiment les chiffres. They are like that.
It's a life question I've asked this to myself earlier. We adults [this is ironic, I'm better referred to as a child, and perhaps you too] are obsessed with numbers.
To a point where you don't think the essential truth is really or interested in any of all.
When we engage in discussions we say "What's his age?" "How tall is he?" and "How many times have you..? " It's almost as if we're dependent on numbers. When we never say anything like "How deep did his voice sound?" "What's the color of his eyes?" "How did it feel when you first saw him?"
Because numbers are the only things adults care about in first place. We never know our true selves.
les grandes importants personnes ils sont comme ça
The truth is bare-naked as in a naked orang utang. Even now I'm indirectly getting all my information from a children's book "Le Petit Prince , I deeply made you reconsider to way you think. Maybe the essential way a child thinks is better than the way an adult thinks. And we need more childish goys in our society. It's what innovation really is.
The statisticrats have reigned their imperium for too long. If only we could drag less numbers into our daily lives.. and think more easily, creative and INTUITIVE like a child does! Its a sane boy in a sane body.
But you statisticrats are wolves.
Edited 5/22/2017 00:02:31