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By PhilippeTahiti (Dec 1, 2022 )
J’faisais semblant de m’amuser. Mais au fond d’moi un gosse pleurait. Incapable de bâtir quoi que ce soit. Les papillons, ça bâtit pas
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Cultiver les oiseaux

By PhilippeTahiti (Nov 30, 2022 )
Poème en hommage à Philippe Darius, permaculteur à Tahiti
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Janjan et Polo

By PhilippeTahiti (Nov 28, 2022 )
Poème en hommage à mon ami Janjan
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Instit' à Bora Bora

By PhilippeTahiti (Nov 24, 2022 )
On y parquait des enfants de douze à quatorze ans pour lesquels le système éducatif avait jeté l’éponge, mais devait bien les garder, instruction obligatoire oblige. C’était un concentré de naufrages. Le triangle des inaptitudes.
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The 100,000 Dollar Gift

By PhilippeTahiti (Nov 17, 2022 )
What I would need, thought Julien, is not to put myself behind the wheel of a new car, it would be to change the driver! Not getting a wish but owning the wonderful lamp.
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Kid’s games, shocks and emotions

By PhilippeTahiti (Nov 16, 2022 )
Through the window of his fare pinex [modest Polynesian house], you could see the beautiful Mareva, his older sister. She was a year older than us and it had not escaped us that her nascent titis were surreptitiously pointing under her blouses which had not followed the hormonal…
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Lest We Forget

By PhilippeTahiti (Nov 13, 2022 )
For more than ten years, Julian Assange could have hoped that the democracies, on which his fate depended, would put an end to the disgraceful treatment he suffered. It has not happened. Sweden, Ecuador, and, today, the United Kingdom have on the contrary lent a hand to the…
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The Love Note

By PhilippeTahiti (Nov 10, 2022 )
He watches Leone out of the corner of his eye as she receives the love note. She reads it then writes something on it and sends it back. Julien, with beating heart, unfolds and reads the message...
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Time

By PhilippeTahiti (Nov 8, 2022 )
A poem by my friend Efraima Hunter which talks about the time we would like to stop but which flows inexorably like sand through our fingers.
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My Hidden Fears

By PhilippeTahiti (Nov 5, 2022 )
Whatever he does, Julien feels like it's not good enough. This anxiety always manifests itself when he is with people. He's fine, and suddenly there it is.
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Adrenaline on the way to school

By PhilippeTahiti (Nov 3, 2022 )
The driver then opened his door and walked towards Julien. “Are you hitchhiking or jerking off? spat the guy, out of nowhere. Julien was taken aback. He saw this adult striding towards him. In Tahiti, he did a bit of boxing with his friends in the garden, but that was a…
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Inner Travel Beyond the Gates of Perception

By PhilippeTahiti (Nov 1, 2022 )
This is when I started to see the table waving. Literally. "Wow! "I said, "Did you see that? The table is undulating!" The server turned around, like WTF (although the expression did not yet exist). Sony gave me a kick under the table. « OK, guys, let’s move…
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Step into Julien's World

By PhilippeTahiti (Nov 1, 2022 )
He daydreams constantly and no longer understands what the teacher is saying. He invents a world where he would be the hero of the story. For his father to love him.
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Good Old Dangerous Games

By PhilippeTahiti (Oct 31, 2022 )
The game consisted of cutting the opponent's string while avoiding having our own cut. When the string finally let go, the puck thrown at high speed came out of its orbit and was rocketing through the air, risking each time to stick itself in the face of the players or the…
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I'm A Legal Alien - A Frenchman (From Tahiti) In Rio

By PhilippeTahiti (Oct 22, 2022 )
I asked the taxi to drop me off at Copacabana beach. The only place I remembered the name. Night had just fallen. I put my sleeping bag on the edge of the shore on this huge mythical beach and I fell asleep rather unaware of the dangers that did not exist on my island. In the…
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The return of the scammers