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A tree, a single, a gingko ... On our planet now without greenery or natural light, that is all we have left of time and mythical paradise where our hearts, our eyes, our bellies are fed on fruits and beauties Earth. […] The life of the Ten Thousand Ecus Tree governs our laws, our fantasies, and our seasons in uniform gray skies. His time highlights are ours. Its changes punctuate our celebrations and our mourning. We who are eternal watch him die with envy. […] From big fans, agitated by young men entered his service, stir gently air motionless and seem then to enter an unspeakable and musical ecstasy tremor. To all spectators of this phenomenon, life, for a time, is light. Their devotion increases even more for anything that risks disappearing and escaping them. […] Once a notional year (a cloud of dust we cover in permanently heaven) occurs the moment sublime when, in a thrill gold of his whole being, the Wise to Roots Deep undresses suddenly its foliage and spreads the crown at his feet in a magical and silent circle . […] It is a great moment of philosophy. Others who have the beauty to madness by measuring the irremediable remoteness. Counting, consent, death for what possible rebirth? In this lesson, you would like to see the key to our salvation: also each leaf, thus bequeathed, becomes the object of a careful study, of an exhaustive count, under penalty of remaining insignificant. […] In its leaves to writing nerve is located without doubt written reply saving the life that we fled to not dying ever, in the future, which closes on us in eternity. In its enigma we still hope to find the science of the inexorable journeys of our species and thereby an exit to the infinite spirals of our anxieties. My role is, after the ceremonies collection of leaves (ceremonies that give rise to unimaginable excess), to collate the collected material, according to the count in the deal for its perfect conservation in large books. […] The news quickly filtered: between the accounts of the collectors and mine, there is inexplicably missing a sheet. It is panic. I can't help it, but the fault already seems to fall on me. Already, obscurely, I accept it. It is therefore for me, Master of the Great Numbers of Writing, that should be repaired if possible. […] I left like a thief. My road will be lonely and unknown. […] Without hope of dying, I don't need any food. It is not from this hunger that I suffer. No. It's the desert that always wants more and wears me out. It takes my stuff. He replaces me in me. I gradually become the dead world around me. […] I don't meet anything. Not an insect, not a clue. I cling to distances that never diminish. In this space my thought awakens, my spirit strengthens. I knew how to take, I learned to give, I learn to receive; soon, I feel it, I 'll be all around the subject of the transaction. […] The time has no meaning, not the space. I just go with more and more pain and pleasure . I sharpen myself, I sharpen myself… […] In any case, I can not return back. I move forward without asking any questions. Perhaps this is a way of returning, without knowing it, to my starting point ? But again, what does it matter? A great excitement took hold of me. It is quite unusual. Something is going to happen… […] That's it, I'm still in shock. I come to meet something: a foam, all small and dry, driven by a slight wind from nowhere. I do not know for how much time I could walk, but now it changes every day and every step brings me his harvest new. […] With each advance, the creation of the world advanced. Soon I was hungry, thirsty and other even stronger sensations . I felt that to be alone is to live incomplete. The love of another, without whom I could no longer be, came to me like a fever rises . I began to look for this, this missing silhouette, this profile on the horizon… […] I am at the end of my journey. Here is the place where to be born and die, where to meet the other and to love him, where to be met and loved. I know nothing more about ginkgo except that here they are legion among other legions of different species. I know nothing more about the closed circle of the future except that its swirling column irresistibly carries me towards a love ... A time will come, where, who knows ?, I will wake up, a young monk at the foot of a single tree , worried about a lost leaf , desiring it for myself alone and reassuring myself of the order of the worlds, of the place of things, from the void of God ... Or on the contrary of ...

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木、単一、銀杏...緑や自然光のない地球上で、私たちの心、目、腹が果物や美しさの地球に与えられる時間と神話の楽園が残っているのはそれだけです。 […] 1万エカスの木の寿命は、私たちの法則、空想、そして均一な灰色の空の季節を支配します。彼の時間highli

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Trees, singles, ginkgo ... On an earth without greenery or natural light, that is the only time and mythical paradise that our hearts, eyes and bellies give to the earth of fruit and beauty. […] The lifespan of a 10,000 Ekas tree governs our laws, fantasies, and the seasons of a uniform gray sky. His time

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木、シングル、イチョウ...緑や自然光のない地球上で、私たちの心、目、腹が果物と美しさの地球に与える唯一の時間と神話の楽園です。 […] 10,000 Ekasの木の寿命は、私たちの法則、空想、そして均一な灰色の空の季節を支配します。彼の時間

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Trees, singles, ginkgo ... on a planet without greenery or natural light, our hearts, eyes and bellies are the only time and mythical paradise that gives to the planet of fruit and beauty. […] The lifespan of a 10,000 Ekas tree governs our laws, fantasies, and the season of uniform gray skies. His time

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木、シングル、イチョウ...緑や自然光のない惑星では、私たちの心、目、腹は、果物と美しさの惑星に与える唯一の時間と神話の楽園です。 […] 10,000 Ekasの木の寿命は、私たちの法則、空想、そして均一な灰色の空の季節を支配します。彼の時間

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Trees, singles, ginkgo ... On a planet without greenery or natural light, our hearts, eyes and bellies are the only time and mythical paradise to give to the planet of fruit and beauty. […] The lifespan of a 10,000 Ekas tree governs our laws, fantasies, and the season of uniform gray skies. His time

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木、シングル、イチョウ...緑や自然光のない惑星では、私たちの心、目、腹は、果物と美しさの惑星に与える唯一の時間と神話の楽園です。 […] 10,000 Ekasの木の寿命は、私たちの法則、空想、そして均一な灰色の空の季節を支配します。彼の時間

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Trees, singles, ginkgo ... On a planet without greenery or natural light, our hearts, eyes and bellies are the only time and mythical paradise to give to the planet of fruit and beauty. […] The lifespan of a 10,000 Ekas tree governs our laws, fantasies, and the season of uniform gray skies. His time