Si je j'essaye de classer ce que j'aime faire dans la vie, en une vaine tentative de lui trouver un but, il n'y a finalement que peu de choses qui viennent à mon esprit.
Il n'y aurait pas de feux d'artifice dans mon pauvre classement,
Manger, boire, mais ça ne fait pas vivre.
Si, tout bêtement, je me posais cette question pour apprendre à me connaître, débarrassée de toute pudeur et de toute considération existentielle, il n'y aurait toujours pas de feux d'artifices.

Bon sang, mais qu'est-ce que j'aime faire ?

Manger assurément, boire, fumer.
Le thé brulant en rentrant du froid extérieur.
Marcher la nuit en regardant les lumières de la ville.

Penser ma vie à Alexandrie n'est pas une action concrète, je le regrette mais elle ne rentrerait pas dans ce petit classement, car c'est de loin mon occupation favorite.

Lire, sans doute le seul leitmotiv de ma vie. Mais mieux que lire, écrire.
Ne rien dire juste le contact du stylo, les mots qui se forment, les idées qui se matérialisent : je ne sais penser qu'avec un stylo.

Une lettre au hasard, sans sens autre que sa propre beauté. Un trait noir sur une feuille blanche, l'encre qui sèche et la magie de la lettre naît d'elle-même.
Il est inutile d'écrire le mot entier, ou alors faut-il en inventer d'autre, sans autre but qu'esthétique, le signifié n'existe plus et ne devra plus jamais exister. Ceux que les autres, bien plus doués que moi assemblent ont bien plus de valeur pour que je m'aventure à essayer de rivaliser.

Une lettre donc, la lire, la comprendre, la saisir, la reproduire.

28 d'entre elles à qui j'ai dédiées ces quatre dernières années. 16 formes et 3 points. Tout y est et à jamais incha'allah.

Et d'autres, j'espère, viendront les rejoindre.

• Pour se réveiller :
  

• Pour affronter le monde extérieur :
  

• Pour travailler :
  

• Pour une soirée :
  

• Pour s'endormir :
  

Dans ma bibliothèque alexandrine idéale, en plus des quelques qui m'ont suivi jusqu'ici, je réunirai :

• Tsirkas, Cité à la dérive
  
• Ungaretti, Carnet d'Egypte
  
• Fausta Cialente, Le figuier de Cléopatre, et Belles Levantines
  
• Edouard al Kharrat, Alexandrie, terre de Safran, et Belles d'Alexandrie
  
• Abd el Méguid Ibrahim, Personne ne dort à Alexandrie
  
• Forster, Alexandrie, et Pharos et Pharillon
  
• Cavafy, Poèmes
  
• Béatrice Commengé, Alexandrines
  
• Cocteau et Sved, Maalesh
  
• Robert Solé, le Sémaphore d'Alexandrie, et l'Egypte d'hier en couleurs
• Alexandria ad Europam et Alexandrie : une communauté linguistique ? ou la question du grec alexandrin, de l'IFAO
  
• Florence NIghtingale, Morgenland
  
• les Hymnes, Origines et tout Callimaque
  
• Pseudo Callisthène, le Roman d'Alexandre
  
• André Aciman, Revoir Alexandrie
  
• Jean-Yves Empereur, Alexandrie, hier et demain, et Alexandrie redécouverte
  
• Le goût d'Alexandrie au Mercure de France
  
• chez Autrement, Alexandrie 1860-1960, et Alexandrie III° siècle avant J.C.
  
• Robert Solé et Carlos Freire, Alexandrie l'égyptienne
  
• Jacques Hassoun, Alexandrie et autres récits, et Histoire des Juifs du Nil
  
• Daniel Rondeau, Alexandrie
  
• Pascale Ballet, la Vie quotidienne à Alexandrie, 331-30 av. J.C.
  
• Eglal Errera, les Contes d'Alexandrie
  
• Alexandrie entre deux mondes, Revue de la Méditerranée
  
• l'ABCdaire d'Alexandrie, chez Flammarion
  
• Marine Estrangin, Visages d'Alexandrie
  
• André Pelle, Les couleurs d'Alexandrie
  
• Julien Solé, Alexandrie sous tes voiles
  

Mais d'ici là, il faudra que je gagne beaucoup d'argent.

Le débat est, à mon sens, extrêmement intéressant.
S'exprimer, c'est se révolter ?
L'art, c'est faire du beau ?
Comment concilier alors les deux : montrer au monde que l'on existe toujours sans jouer le jeu de l'ennemi ?
Comment faire de ce mur un symbole, et son contraire ?

La Croix-Rousse c'est :

- des églises.

- des petits coins sympas.

- des balcons.

- des escaliers, des escaliers, toujours des escaliers.

- et des vues superbes sur Lyon.

Alexandrie ne s'offrait jamais au regard, si ce n'est peut-être de la mer, loin déjà du port. Et encore.
Je redécouvre la joie, après quelques marches, de se retourner et de profiter d'une ville, toute entière, étendue à mes pieds.

Enfin, ce n'est pas moi qui le dit.



L'on trouve plein de choses sur les murs lyonnais, des jolis dessins et des mures pas vraiment cools.
Cette ville regorge de petites merveilleuses et je n'ai pas encore su en profiter.

Au boulot !

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General Overview
France is a medium-sized foreign country situated in the continent of Europe. It is an important member of the world community, though not nearly as important as it thinks. It is bounded by Germany, Spain, Switzerland and some smaller nations of no particular consequence and with not very good shopping. France is a very old country with many treasures, such as the Louvre and EuroDisney. Among its contributions to western civilization are champagne, Camembert cheese and the guillotine. Although France likes to think of itself as a modern nation, air conditioning is little used and it is next to impossible to get decent Mexican food. One continuing exasperation for American visitors is that the people wilfully persist in speaking French, though many will speak English if shouted at. As in any foreign country, watch your change at all times.


The People
France has a population of 54 million people, most of whom drink and smoke a great deal, drive like lunatics, are dangerously oversexed, and have no concept of standing patiently in a line, the rest are small children. The French people are in general gloomy, temperamental, proud, arrogant, aloof, and undisciplined; and those are their good points. Most French citizens are Roman Catholic, though you would hardly guess it from their behaviour. Many people are communists, and topless sunbathing is common. Men sometimes have girls' names like Marie, and they kiss each other when they meet. American travellers are advised to travel in groups and to wear baseball caps and colourful trousers for easier mutual recognition.


Safety
In general, France is a safe destination, though travellers are advised that, from time to time, it is invaded by Germany. By tradition, the French surrender more or less at once and, apart from a temporary shortage of Scotch whisky and increased difficulty in getting baseball scores and stock market prices, life for the visitor generally goes on much as before. A tunnel connecting France to Britain beneath the English Channel has been opened in recent years to make it easier for the Government to flee to London.


History
France was discovered by Charlemagne in the Dark Ages. Other important historical figures are Louis XIV, the Huguenots, Joan of Arc, Jacques Cousteau and Charles de Gaulle, who was President for many years and is now an airport.


Government
The French form of government is democratic but noisy. Elections are held more or less continuously, and always result in a run-off. For administrative purposes, the country is divided into regions, departments, districts, municipalities, cantons, communes, villages, cafes, booths, and floor tiles. Parliament consists of two chambers, the Upper and Lower (though, confusingly, they are both on the ground floor), whose members are either Gaullists or communists, neither of whom is to be trusted, frankly. Parliament's principal preoccupations are setting off atomic bombs in the South Pacific, and acting indignant when anyone complains. According to the most current State Department intelligence, the President now is someone named Jacques. Further information is not available at this time.


Culture
The French pride themselves on their culture, though it is not easy to see why. All their songs sound the same, and they have hardly ever made a movie that you would want to watch for anything but the nude scenes. And nothing, of course, is more boring than a French novel.


Cuisine
Let's face it, no matter how much garlic you put on it, a snail is just a slug with a shell on its back. Croissants, on the other hand, are excellent, though it is impossible for most Americans to pronounce this word. In general, travellers are advised to stick to cheeseburgers at leading hotels such as Sheraton and Holiday Inn.


Economy
France has a large and diversified economy, second only to Germany's in Europe, which is surprising because people hardly work at all. If they are not spending four hours dawdling over lunch, they are on strike and blocking the roads with their trucks and tractors. France's principal exports, in order of importance to the economy, are wine, nuclear weapons, perfume, guided missiles, champagne, high-caliber weaponry, grenade launchers, land mines, tanks, attack aircraft, miscellaneous armaments and cheese.


Public Holidays
France has more holidays than any other nation in the world. Among its 361 national holidays are 197 saints' days, 37 National Liberation Days, 16 Declaration of Republic Days, 54 Return of Charles de Gaulle in Triumph as if he Won the War Single-Handed Days, 18 Napoleon Sent into Exile Days, 17 Napoleon Called Back from Exile Days, and 112 France is Great and the Rest of the World is Rubbish Days. Other important holidays are National Nuclear Bomb Day (January 12), the Feast of St. Brigitte Bardot Day (March 1), and National Guillotine Day (November 12).


Conclusion
France enjoys a rich history, a picturesque and varied landscape, and a temperate climate. In short, it would be a very nice country if it weren't inhabited by French people. The best thing that can be said for it is that it is not Germany.


A Word of Warning
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De tous les cartons que j'ai réouverts cet été, je ne sais pas dans lequel était ma motivation, mais je ne l'ai pas retrouvée.
Il semblerait qu'elle soit partie à la poubelle ou restée à Alexandrie.