Will you remember me... Will you?

Never say good-bye because saying good-bye means going away, and going away means forgetting.

Sleepwalking

I dreamed a king's and queen's dream...
Awake I dreamed and asleep I walked

I was there and my footsteps will always remain where they have been...

The Grand Arise

I've return not in vain without a single reason and despair, never less with the whole seldom upon my shoulders. I lived, laughed, walked and climbed more than I intended to. I stand here today with all those not memories to recall but momentos to withdraw into the deepest of my soul, where I will guard them as long as I exist, and when deceive I forget  to do so, it will be due to the fact that I cease to exist.  I feel again, as a free spirit feels its glory in the highest skies, not only free but with all arms and glances ready to conquer day by day what life and one itself purrs in their way. It is time; it is time to fly…

-La vie, le grand magnifique vie…