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Jay WorldMan | Aventure, humour et philosophie
SPACE Mafia Werewolves

SPACE Mafia Werewolves

You may have heard of the game « Mafia » also named « Werewolves » according to whom is selling it to you and in which country. As many other games, those are old popular social games that clever money-maker-dudes have turned into commercial products. They just had to...
Pourquoi les végétariens sont chiants ?

Pourquoi les végétariens sont chiants ?

Je considère avoir pris le parti de la vie, des animaux, de la nature, de l’amour, de la tolérance (et plein d’autres trucs cools !) en adoptant un régime végétarien et un mode de vie végan (ou pas loin: je suis encore largement perfectible… mais en...
Bon appétit !

Bon appétit !

Petit poème sur l’appétit, à lire à vos convives avant de commencer les festivités ! Servez-vous ! Bon appétit ! ;) Ah ! Mes très chers amis, vous tous, ici présents, Autour de cette table déplorons un absent Il ne saurait y avoir de banquets réussis sans un...
Shamanic journey and Power Animal

Shamanic journey and Power Animal

Don’t ask me how (because that would lead to a different story) but: I was with a shaman last summer, in the slovakian’s mountains, to undertake my first shamanic journey. – There are three worlds, he said: the under-world, the upper-world and the world we live...
Self-Confidence & Secret wounds

Self-Confidence & Secret wounds

Did you ever witness such phenomenon ? I did, again, this morning, during my singing class… and I thank Plop it causes me wonder… Plop is a non-too-serious god of mine : to say the truth I’d rather tank parents and education… what for ? I am...
Mamie

Mamie

It was one of those peaceful autumnal afternoon, when nature undresses leaf by leaf, and brown cheeky animals, having fully enjoyed their last days of summer, are somehow ready for the pale season of silent : they await the first iced flakes, white, blue, pales, etc....