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Thank you.

After a sea trip of several months, Foli is back on land.

He decided to take advantage of this stay to finish it.

Finish it with what?

With an image.

With the image of the woman he has in his skin.

Foli is a sailor, but he is not an ordinary sailor.

If there are any of you who know what it is to be envied by a woman, then they

will understand me more easily.

I was waiting for you.

Everyone here knows your story.

And my job is to predict the events before they happen.

You have told your story to the fullest extent.

You will have to tell it one more time.

But first, I would like to see.

Of course.

The first time I met him, it was in a Singaporean mess.

My trips to Singapore were rare, but it wasn't the first time I came here.

Yoko, there's nothing for you.

She goes on and on.

what happened

Now.

Foli then fell into fervor and delirium.

When he could finally get up, it was daybreak.

He only had time to join his boat, which had to sail.

When did you notice that you had his image in your skin?

A few weeks later.

In the meantime, I had come to think of this rather unique adventure.

But it was more and more a dream that preceded sleep.

How did it happen?

One night when I was on the ground, I suddenly felt my body burn.

My fatigue was such that I had to lie down.

The image first appeared on her hand.

Then, a few days later, she won her breast.

If it is true that the jealous lover feeds her misfortune by imagining the

object of her love in the arms of her rival, imagine what madness could feel,

since these images imposed themselves on him day and night.

As long as I was at sea, anything could happen.

Sur un bateau, il n'y a vraiment pas le temps de ne rien faire.

Je n'avais pas le loisir de regarder longtemps ces images.

C'est lorsque je suis rentré à terre que les vrais problèmes ont commencé.

Il était au courant du moindre de ses gestes.

Et quand il ne voulait plus regarder, des douleurs terrifiantes lui

traversaient la poitrine pour lui rappeler qu'elle vivait bien là.

Son esprit vacillait.

Parfois, il arrivait à se persuader qu'elle n'était qu'une victime.

D'autres fois, au contraire, il pensait que c'était elle qui instrumentait tout

le monde.

Il n'avait plus aucune certitude.

Il ne savait plus s'il faisait le plus délicieux des rêves ou le pire des

cauchemars. En fait, cela dépendait des jours.

Thank you.

Okay.

Madness no longer knew if he was living the most delicious of dreams or the

worst of nightmares.

In fact, it depended on the days.

Little by little, new images were imposed on him.

Yoko was no longer necessarily the only subject.

In this madness, one could understand that he was the victim of the evil

experiences to which this man, whom he learned his name was Alban, was being

delivered.

I heard what you were saying earlier, dear friend.

And let me tell you that I don't agree with you.

How can I explain it to you?

The man and the woman are the two parts separated and suffering from the

primordial androgyne of the original dhamma.

The symbol of the menstrual blood is magically the symbol of this sex

operation.

The Covid is only the reminder of the primitive corporal unity.

the resurrection on the material plane of the primordial Adamic orgasm.

It is for him, and for himself only, that man can once again find his

primordial state and his divine, fascic power.

Listen to this.

When a woman wants to have a man, she must wait for the time of her rules.

Drop 9 drops of her menstrual blood on a bread.

She must then bleed her finger.

Drop 9 drops of her blood on the bread. Put it in the oven.

She will dry everything in the very hot oven until complete desiccation.

and will reduce the piece obtained into powder.

The next step will be to put it in the food of the desired man.

This powder will be mixed three to five times in the meal that the man will

take, in the soup or in the coffee, for example.

Normal.

The operator will have to hold his gaze fixed on the image by formulating in a

low voice the wish he desires to see come true.

The sexual energy, which expands the sex sense, amplifies and increases

prodigiously its power of physical projection.

And such an operation, repeated as much as possible at planetary times, weak or

malefic of the person to taste, according to the fatalistic method.

It can

only

serve to strike.

L'opérateur devra tenir son regard fixé sur l'image en formulant en basse voix

le vœu qu'il désire voir se réaliser.

Au début de votre histoire, vous m'avez dit la première fois.

Vous l'avez donc revue.

Oui, une fois.

Laissez-y raconter.

Mon bateau venait d'accoster New York pour une escale de 24 heures.

J'avais suivi un groupe de marins dans un de ces bars, comme il en existe dans

tous les ports du monde.

J'y étais à peine installé.

A man sat next to me and looked at me and said, She's waiting for you.

Follow me.

He put so much gentleness in this order that I followed him without asking

questions.

I warn you, I have instructions.

You can watch, that's all.

If you speak or if you manifest in any way, you will be punished.

Your beautiful sailor has just arrived.

We will be able to start the representation.

No, don't do that.

It's enough like that.

Come on.

When I came back, the sun was up.

It was late.

I had a terrible headache, and I didn't have time to look for the house where

they had taken me.

My boat was in Paris, and I left.

I can help you.

Trust me.

Do you have anything else to tell me?

Yes.

Go on, tell me.

I had just landed in Macao.

I had followed a group of sailors...

We live here.

Do you want to pass that cable, Matelo?

I've been waiting for you.

You too.

I know your story.

All the sailors are against you.

I learned that your boat had arrived this morning.

That's right.

But you have the same story.

Look.

How is that possible?

C'est dans ce bar que Folie fit la plus étrange rencontre de son étrange

histoire.

Le marin raconta à Folie que c'était arrivé à Malmeux.

Son bateau devait appareiller le matin.

Il était descendu à terre une dernière fois, et comme tous les soirs depuis dix

jours, au même endroit, il rencontrait la même femme.

Il ne pensait pas qu'elle soit une prostituée.

Elle ne lui avait jamais fait d'avance.

Mais ce soir-là, il ne réfléchit pas davantage et s'installa au volant.

The Venus.

Comment allez-vous que c'était eux?

La photo était bien celle de Yoko.

Mais le marin ne voulait jamais dire comment il s'était débarrassé de son

image ni d'où lui venait cette horrible cicatrice.

Hey, calm down.

Hey, calm down.

Hey, calm down.

Hey, calm down.

Hey, calm down.

Hey, calm down.

Hey, calm down. Hey, calm down. Hey, calm down.

Hey, calm down.

oh

Oh.

No.

Oh,

my goodness.

Don't fall away.

Thank you.

No! No!

No!

Why do you want to see her again now?

To end it.

How do you want to end it?

One way or another, it doesn't matter.

It's only in the stories of sailors that there are immortal sailors.

You can't live a life like that.

It will end badly, you know it.

If they do it.

Anyway, it will end badly.

You are close to your goal.

Don't be too impatient.

I must leave.

If I am too long, lie down.

Rest.

You need it.

Come. I imagine that since the beginning of this story, I won't have to ask you

any questions.

No, no questions.

Just a bunch.

N'allez pas plus loin si vous tenez à la vie. Il faut en finir. Il va vous tuer.

Vous savez que j'ai tout vu? Vous êtes plus qu'une simple complice. Laissez-moi

passer. Attention, le voilà.

They swore to make me crazy.

Good evening, you're waiting.

Since the time we've been living together, it was time to meet, right?

Would you like a drink?

Don't cry, Fonny. I was waiting for you.

It's been so long since we were together.

Yoko, it's been so long.

Fonny, it's been so long.

Mm.

I love

you.

well

I want to keep you in me, Holy Momotolo.

Now, I am Salomonatorium.

To keep in me my madness now, for as long as your travels.