@SaidSai07102728 Pour en revenir au sujet … Il y avait une noblesse dont l’allégeance au royaume restait sacrée … c’est la dilution de cette sacralité qui est d’une tristesse absolue
@michel_denisot Cher Monsieur @michel_denisot cette sage décision est tout à votre honneur ❣️et je dirais même plus… elle vous préserve à la fois mentalement et physiquement pour que nous puissions jouir de votre regard sur le monde qui vous a chamboulé toute votre vie et que votre aura a musel
C'est super de vous savoir à l'écoute !
https://t.co/xEibrWsmJu
Et merci à toutes celles et tous ceux qui donnent, participent, produisent, encouragent et illuminent
@StationSimone !
Vous êtes la #TeamSimone !
@thierrychanu
@pierrelescure Avec tout le respect que je dois à l’électorat d’Hénin Beaumont qui a tant souffert du charbonnage des fausse Darcy et du Mulot, je me dis que l’HUMAIN va réussir à voir combien il est BRILLANT sans avoir à haïr les artisans des bâtisseurs
���🇷 INSOLITE : Pendant la canicule, un homme a eu la bonne idée d’installer une simple bassine d’eau dans un coin isolé, entre champs et bois… et d’y placer une caméra !
Résultat : les sangliers et d’autres animaux n’ont pas tardé à débarquer pour se rafraîchir. 🐗 🐿️
Il y a 50 ans, Michel Sardou présente le groupe Kraftwerk sur le plateau de "Midi Première" de Danielle Gilbert et pr��dit l'avènement prochain de la musique électronique.
Tout simplement.
#prophète #schnock #kraftwerk #michelsardou
A Heartwarming Afternoon
In May 2016, in Austin, Texas, 15-year-old Karinya “Yaya” Chen lay in the hospice at Hospice Austin. She had been battling cancer for years. Her small body was weakening, but her heart was still full of dreams. Among them was a ticket to a concert by Florence + the Machine – a band she particularly loved.
As the concert approached, Karinya's health deteriorated. She couldn't sit up, couldn't get out of bed, and couldn't go to the theater. That small dream seemed destined to remain just a dream. The staff at Hospice Austin didn't want that to happen. They contacted the band, told them about her and the ticket she could no longer use.
Florence Welch arrived.
Along with guitarist Rob Ackroyd, she entered the small, cramped hospital room. There was no stage, no colorful lights, no thousands of spectators. Just a thin little girl lying on the bed, a few relatives standing around, and the heavy atmosphere of anticipation. Florence sat down near the bed, holding a microphone, while Rob gently began the first chords.
They sang “Shake It Out.” Then “Dog Days Are Over.”
Karinya sang along. Her voice was weak but clear, blending with Florence’s powerful vocals. There were moments she smiled. There were moments her eyes lit up. In that room, time seemed to slow down. Cancer, pain, and even the approaching death temporarily receded into the background. Only the music remained, only two people sharing the same melody.
Florence didn’t perform from afar. She sat close beside her, looking directly into Karinya’s eyes, clapping, smiling, and singing as if this were the most important show of her life. Relatives in the room silently filmed, capturing each precious moment. No one said much. No one needed to say much. The music spoke for itself.
A few months later, Karinya passed away. She was only 15 years old.
But that afternoon lives on. In the family's memory, in the hearts of those who witnessed it, and in the preserved video footage, remains the image of a little girl living fully in her own joy. Not because the disease had disappeared, but because someone cared enough to bring music to her bedside.
Sometimes, the smallest act of kindness becomes the greatest moment in a person's life. Florence Welch didn't just come to sing. She gave Karinya a gift no medicine could ever give: the feeling of being loved, of being listened to, and of living life to the fullest, even if only through a few songs.
That is the beauty of compassion. That is what makes us believe that, even in the most difficult times, good things can still happen.
« Qu’est ce qu’il vous arrive encore ?
- Je ne sais pas je m’enfonce.
- Pourquoi ?
- Je ne sais pas je vous dis.
- Vous allez arrêter de faire le pitre quand je vous parle ? »
Genialissime « La Chèvre » de Francis Veber
Il y a 50 ans, le 15 août 1976, pourtant parue 2 ans plus tôt en toute discrétion et utilisée par la suite pour le film "Cría cuervos" de Carlos Saura, cette chanson devenait numéro 1 en France
Jeanette - "Porque te vas"