1999-2003

Edito June 1999

Y2K passage is very important for our Life. What is the Y2k , by the way ? As I understand, it is a technical matter. Modern Society relies on machines in order to grow and survive. The buzz word Y2K was created by the Media for the happy few, whom I pertain. Is the focus on Y2K issue so bad ? Indeed, the Y2K issue is a boon for the Computer industry. It creates jobs unheard of five years ago. It boosts the Human creativity and so on. It is a marketing gimmick. It provides anxiety and hope at the same time. Very efficient. We choose to place Technology in the first place. Humanity will follow. Have we any choice ? With the Media (TV, Radio, News papers, Internet …), I can have my own opinions on the matter. It is good. But he majority of Humankind does not have the means to receive the gift. So, it is bad. The burden is huge on the shoulders of the “happy few”. The mightiest part of the “happy few” could decide what is good or bad for Life to come. Some do folster the idea of Bio diversity preservation on Mother Earth. Others try to control this very Bio diversity. The two genders are convinced of their credo Truth. Bio diversity, if it follows to its ultimate logic could create Life tensions and strive. It is what I would say, Life Schizophrenia. Bio control, if it follows to its ultimate logic could create Life of the fittest. It is what I would say, Life fascism. Well, which way will I take ? Definitely, I opt for the Bio diversity. I am not a god. So with doubt, I suffer Schizophenia.

Edito July 1999

Bio and Business diversity in Geneva ? From my point of view and personal experiences, there is situation that isn’t healthy. Public Administration in general does not apply the laws equally to every body. Explanation: I went to the public service in order to have some information for what I can do in order to be officially registered as a Business shop. As I stood behind a man, waiting for my turn to talk to the public desk clerk, I heard clearly what was the content of the conversation and the man was clearly a foreigner by his accent. The clerk was very helpful to the man. He’s got all the administrative task done smoothly. Then it was my turn. I smile sheepishly, thinking that this will be a simple matter. Oh dear me, the clerk looked at me with a severe face as he barked: “What do you want ?” I stammered that I would like to have information in order to do business legally. He said that I should go to see a Notary. But I don’t want to go there just to pay a handful of money to have information. I insisted to have those informations for quite a long time, by questioning him, at last he reluctantly gave away some papers, saying that those were his personal copy. Unbelievable. Some days later, I came back and there I got through the the registration as independant worker. The process was handled by another clerk than the one I saw the first time (he was occupied by something else, but recognized me, still with his haughty face). I am quite disturbed by this very simple fact. I am wondering why I was treated like that. It was not the first time that I encountered those kinds of “problems” in Geneva. Not only public administrations have bad manners, “private” institutions as well. Even with my official registration paper, I have quite a lot of trouble to do business as partner with Computer representatives in Geneva. It will be too long to relate here. Suffice to say, I prefer to make those contacts from outside of Geneva, where I am kindly treated . Conclusions, Geneva is a bad place to live and work for some minorities. PS: I live, work and paying taxes in Geneva for at least 24 years. Don’t tell me that there is equal opportunity in the Republic of Geneva. Even if you were Swiss citizen. Disgusting fact. Less and lesser people in Geneva seem to retain the values which had made Swiss trademark well known. There are two faces in Geneva: One is for marketting stuff. The other face is murkier, unwritten habits. I don’t think that I exagerate or paranoid (or maybe of this). Some zealots would do anything in order to trap the unawared, by pushing the later in illegal activities. I have clues that those Adminisration people use booby traps. One has the right to say that I have to prove the assertion. Well, old stories recur again and again. I can as well say by contraposition, prove that I am wrong.

Edito August 1999 Is Small still beautiful ?

As we come to the end of Millenium, the current hip-hop in Economy is GO GLOBAL. Swell. It is nice for the Industry Captains.

From a layman point of view (which I am), the discrepencies are quite incredible. It is like a World monopoly game but with Theory of games.

The laws of physics can be set upon Economics, buzzwords like critical masses, impetus, inertia, point of lever, minimum effort versus maximal gains …

The buzzwords sound naive certainly to the Ones in the Know.

As I said, I am a layman.

From my School days and still a Student of Sciences, I have retain certain disturbing notions:

– Eureka. You know, the Greek guy who discovered the law in the bathtub.

– Communicating vessels.

– Entropy.

– Conservation of matter/Energy.

– Strings theory and so on …

I’ve always heard that Modern Economy would/should create “Richesse” for Humanity (dixit Humanists).

On the other hand, “Conservatives” say that a tight control must be deployed between North and South, in order to maintain a quality of life. That is, for the happy few (myself included).

Now, in order to create riches (or Richesse), the “raw” matter has to come somewhere.

To create machines, ores have been mined and molded with a very important human labour contribution.

To create houses, Food and so on, the same parallel is assumed.

To put blandly, assuming :

1) Riches = Commodities.

2) Commodities = raw materials + Human labor.

3) Raw materials = sum(organic(Energy),inorganic(Energy))

4) Human labor = sum(human creativeness,human workforce).

5) Human creativeness = HumanBody(Head(nervous system(neurons(Energy) …))).

6) Human workforce = HumanBody(muscular(Energy)).

7) Energy = Quid + entropy(decay).

8) Quid = Whatever forms Physicists can prove.

This chain reaction leaves us with Energy and decay.

In order to sustain Commodities growth, more Energy is needed hence more decay will ensue.

One interpretation (biased of course) is that whatever we do or more importantly the Imminents Gurus say, we need the smallest part of the sum and dearly.

So, be nice with the small.

Small is and will still be Beautiful (Schumacher dixit).

To make the Edifice stands, one may reason by absurdity.

But this, I’ll let those who disagree to do the work.

Edito December 27th 1999
Tuesday 13 December 2011
by philippe Vo cong tri
popularity : 33%

Edito December 27th 1999

Testimony of a half century old Vietnamo-Franco-Suisso-Belgo.

“Of hate and love, there is a thin space, like a coin.”

To my fellows of “comite d’association du plateau de Bel Air” and “Sauveteurs auxiliaires” of Chene Bourg – Geneva.

To those anonymous who do their tasks without waiting any reward in return.

To those who do not seek fame by all means.

To those “meaningless” components, humble workers, ants who do build the anthill.

1 – Edito or how to feel like a fish trying to go upstream …

2 – Events from my memory.

1 – Edito:

The editorial will be the last for this century.

Frankly, I do not know which topic to start with.

My mind is boggled down and sad. I was hoping that there will be a pause during this month as so many would have expected.

During the last three months, I tried to think to other matters by having a good contact with other people in another Land. Quite a contrast.

I felt better, despite having had difficulties to communicate due to my lack of the language skill. But no sneers and nasty attitudes. I even tried to learn the language and using it in my emails. People there, chuckled friendly.

The situation in this Land is similar to several ones I use to know, e.g. here in Switzerland, and more specifically in Geneva.

Well, I cannot say that I am unhappy to be here. Because I am lucky enough not to be in hectic Lands where misery and sufferance are the daily life lots.

I do care for my little family as so many of us out there. But I am ashamed for not having more time and courage to help other people in needs. I have always some excuses for not doing or postponing positive actions.

My questions are:

Can I “help” other people if I have not done so with my own kins, at least correctly ?

Have I to strip off Paul in order to don Jack ?

Have I to protect myself (and thereby those who depends on me for a living), for example by accepting a non-written suggestion from your contractor boss that I should do anything to get rid off an unwanted permanent employee ?

Do I have to accept insults and administrative harassment because of my nationality or

for whatever reasons ?

Do I have to accept in silence blames for whichever hierachical power wedgers?

Do I have to accept the status quo or such thing as Guilds are closing up their trades ? I have some hints about this matter. There are blacklists.

Do I have to give up my constitutional rights of a citizen, because of threatening and nasty public servants ?

MY ANSWERS: NO, NO ,NO.

My point of view:

I live here in Geneva for more than twenty five years, since I met my lovely and faithful wife. We met during a vacation time in Greece. By then, I didn’t know what Switzerland was,except the cliches “Cows,Alpage, watches, chocalates” not even its “famous banks”.

By the time I came first visit to my future bride in Geneva, I was completely subjugate my the beautiful City of Calvin. Its polite and friendly people.

# My first job here was wonderful, this due to my boss Mr. Garnier, who believed in me.

Despite difficulties, he encouraged me so well that I made a wonderful project for the Netherlands railways. I think I’d never meet this kind of person never again. I never thought that I couldn’t achieve something worth. In fact, I was able to introduce new ideas and improve technical equipments and proposing quite a few technical gimmicks which were incorporated in the machinery.

Once, I proposed to use and develop microprocessor based equipments for railways. More specifically embedding control systems. He believed in it. I even proposed to make a electronic calculator whose instructions are entirely burned in silicon (eproms containing a kind of mini operating system and control programs) and would be integrated in the trains control systems (by then the main technoligical trend was analogic). This was proposed during 1975-1976. We have presented the project to the highest level of technological experts in Zurich (Company headquarters). No one seemed to be interested. That’s it.

# Once, I applied to CERN (during 1977-1978). Of course niet.

There was a panel of experts to make interviews. There was a fucking guy who asked me how comes I happened to be born in Europe. How comes my mother was there. I did shut up his mouth and made him swallow his words.

Another guy asked me how a numerical oscilloscope was done. Of course I told him, that it suffices to use an A/D and stores the result in RAM (very expensive by this time and low capacity). In fact the output were applied to display directectly.

Some years later, a well know company in Geneva has produced the analysor as described above. And their main customer are CERN of course.

Thiefs. Believe it or not, that won’t change my feeling any way.

# As no one seems to be interested by my point of views, I prefer to take my chance in my country (France).

There as well, after a long search for a good opportunity , I stumbled in a development unit which are part of a conglomerate (french, of course). There again, after a year of hard work to catch up the current technology I tried sucessfully to improve the equipments (computer periherals, multifonctions). Again, my boss did believe in me (Mr. Cousin, then Mr. Klein). There I improved my skills and gave back those skills by improving products.

Unfortunately, it was the time where political hiccups made economic upheavals…

# Back again to Geneva (with my little family of course).

After some short term jobs, I found two good jobs in computer fields.

One for an research institute where I learned textual retrieval and other one where I was able to carry on projects for downzing treatment of ticketting fares. First intoducing UNIX and TCP/IP and Oracle database.

# Once I tried to set up a company in Geneva. As I was not Swiss citizen. My wife was in charge of it.

Once I tried to get help from a well known company (american) in Geneva, by proposing a project. One of my correspondants blandly asked where and how I gathered the necessary amount of money to set the company! I told him it was my wife and my own hard labor ones. Fuck him. I never talked to him nor to this company again.

# After that, I went to Health Administration in Geneva. There was nothing in terms of personal workstations nor communications, except some islands around the Republic. The boss who hired me has let me to continue the deployment in terms of network and applications servers for diffrent departments. This did run smoothly, and collaboration with other agencies where good in overall.

Unfortunately, again polical matters and gibbering came on board. I was caught in between.

This is the end of my creativeness in Geneva. And the start of my nightmare.

# The year was 1992-1993. I will never forget this.

At least during 1990, a well known economical magazine has published an article concerning the way to cope with workers in two categories (on one side, those who did have diplomas freshly acquired and pay attention to them only. The other category of workers would have no future). The article paid a special attention to workers in computer field.

This was just about the time of Economic theories of a new kind (third ?).

Make place to “gestionnaires”. Kick off technical gurus from decision makers. A revolution, that’s it.

“Young and bold” are beautiful. (one theory says that by thirty years old one is no more good at any thing, economically speaking).

Economists, DRH started to promote new theories with the help of statistics in order to decide who is worth to keep on board, who were the “black sheep” to get rid off or could be disposed of (indeed, once their hard work has been done).

Number crunchers just spilled out names according to nebulous criteria implemented in estranged and smogged algorithms.

Managers were “encouraged” to follow special courses. Psychological ones. Their fate was decided.

Now, the avatar of all this is GLOBALIZATION. One is more than an economical entity with a rating in terms of usefulness. Like hardware commodity, a component should be replaceable.

NB. Of course, there is a catch here. Those who have the power of decisions ARE NOT REPLACEABLE.

As I say earlier, since 1993 I have got quite a lot of problems (layoff for unclear reasons) , “oh you know, it not because of your quality of work , but …”.

Some time “You see, we told you not to be friendly too much with the guy who was in charge of the system …”.

Another time “You shoud not do that (so quick, because we do know what to give you to do, and hence it is not economical for us to retain you …), one week later they hired a freshmen to the job.

Another time, two services are bickering because one would not give supervisor passwords, because I was external. And when I asked who I should asked for, in order to do my integration work, no body was answering to me. Anyway, I found another way to do it.

Another time and another place, I was asked who the hell have authorized to do the correction of the program during an application migration. I told him who it was. And in fact I told him that the algoritm was not changed but only the treatment of exceptions.

Another time and place, I was told or so, that I am a liar for saying that I know such a thing.

It is the time of rationalization. The time of maximal return on investment.

WITH ALL THIS , AM I AN ALIEN ?

Conclusions

– I have good fortune to meet men and women (les justes). Still, to detect the “justes” I have to see the opposites (law of 80/20).

– Never work for an administration only if I do not pertain to a party. I want to keep myself as neutral as possible: no way.

Once I got a problem with those gangsters, I won’t find any job anymore in Geneva. Hey, there are blacklists.

– I am myself (even an alien), no body will dictate their will on me, just to justify that their theory is right.

– I have always a plan of escape from Hell .

– I don’t trust anymore the Geneva institution, except my friends.

– The world is great enough.

– I will stay here to live as a Nabab (there so many ones out there). Why not.

– I am a European citizen as well. So, darn the UDC extremists and its Genevese succursals gangs.

– I try to do my work well. I don’t listen to the bad mouths, because I won’t stay forever in a company. Let them eat themselves up. I am not paid to trap unwanted employees.

– No body will dictate which way I should go, because they just decide so on blurred thinking. I suspect they do not know themselves what they are heading for.

– Please, I am tired to hear the stuff like : have you any knowledge of the latest version of such products which are not released yet but the job required you should have at least two years of experiences.

– Please, placement agencies follow your theory (max ROI, that does not mean stupidity in application.).

– Stop to control the course of life of a simple quidam. Or may be this quidam is so important piece in their”Master plan”.

2) Memory:

1951 – Good year for me.

1953 – 1963 Happyness in Vietnam.

1964 – 1972 France (douce). Teenager history ,quiet.

1973 – 1980 Switzerland . Nice era. Married, kids, good jobs, good people.

Xenophobia – Schartzenbach.

1981 – 1986 France. Nice place to live and work.

Upheaval.

1986 – 1993 Switzerland. Good period. Participate in social activities.

1993 – 1999 Switzerland. Hellish and elation at the same time (queer ?). Havoc and amok.

New theories social and economics in Geneva and in some other areas.

Technical advances elsewhere.

Some good people try new ways to handle social and economical issues.

2000 to be written.

Edito May 2000
Tuesday 13 December 2011
by philippe Vo cong tri
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Edito May 2000

@ maze (d) … I have let passed the y2k … till May 2k. Why ? Because of the announced y2k of course ! I expected disasters, be it computers going amok or natural phenomenons. Despite of my education, some primitive part of my mind is still supertitious despite science facts. Well, well … To choose or not to choose, that is the question (cf. a famous William S.). Or better yet, to believe or not … What is the difference between my naive superstitions and the modern ones ? Answer: mine is alimented by era of unproved beliefs carried on upto now, the others are our contemporary previsionist sorcerers. For most, the later are using msterious jargon as well as the former (at least for most of us, I believe). So what ? I feel hapless, that’s what ! I don’t know who to believe ! In both cases, I feel that those guys treat me as a little boy, immature. Both parties will preach for his credo. Normal: “when you(r) sermon is where you(r) grab” (wysiwyg). Now to the point:
– I want to make you believe me.
– I want you to be happy.
– If you are happy then I will be also (by the way I will become famous and rich!).
– To attain happiness, I propose solutions.
– As I have been trained as a techie, I will try to use my analysis tools.
– Lo ! the results are shown to you.
– Now, I will wait as you will for something to happen. No negative thinking ! Good boy. At least I have tried to do something and not just wait and see like a vegetable ! ( well, even vegetables are reacting … that’s another story.). As I have said, I am a techie. So I use my knowledge to overcome my fear of unpredictable catastrophic events. Am I so different from the shamans of yesterdays and todays “primitive” People ? That’s meaning I need you, you dumbs, for If not, to who could I digress ?

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Edito June 2000
Tuesday 13 December 2011
by philippe Vo cong tri
popularity : 1%

Edito June 2000

@ LLO … Do you hear me ? This month seems to pass as a breeze I wander around to look for Peace Mind and lambs want a kiss Ashamed Am I , have to cease. Well, well. Moody blues. At the dawn of the presupposed Golden Age, I am definitely a naive being. I am amazed that tourists are still held as hostages in the Far East region. A Region which is supposed to have a tradition of hospitality. My mouth sags. What’s wrong ? To have an idea of wrongness, rightness should be invoked (I presume). Binary thinking. Simple. On one hand I do care for my little family. On the other hand, I was thinking about those hostages and their captors. I wish I have more hands to tackle more thinking. But I only have two. So, more than two musings is not advisable. Right is to look for Happiness. Wrong is the opposite. As I am looking for happiness and keeping it safe for what I have got, I am in my right to allow nasty breaches against any actual or potential menace. Then, the wrong are all others. I suppose the others have similar feeling as I do. So Wrongness plus Rightness make a vicous circle. No progress. I am jailed as well as the opponents in a finite hole. No perspective inside a hole. Nothing new. Any sentient being knows that. To end this murky brooding, I will make a citation : “Only the first step costs a lot …”. But who cares ? @LLO..HA. I have let passed the y2k … till May 2k. Why ? Because of the announced y2k of course ! I expected disasters, be it computers going amok or natural phenomenons. Despite of my education, some primitive part of my mind is still supertitious despite science facts. Well, well … To choose or not to choose, that is the question (cf. a famous William S.). Or better yet, to believe or not … What is the difference between my naive superstitions and the modern ones ? Answer: mine is alimented by era of unproved beliefs carried on upto now, the others are our contemporary previsionist sorcerers. For most, the later are using msterious jargon as well as the former (at least for most of us, I believe). So what ? I feel hapless, that’s what ! I don’t know who to believe ! In both cases, I feel that those guys treat me as a little boy, immature. Both parties will preach for his credo. Normal: “when you(r) sermon is where you(r) grab” (wysiwyg). Now to the point:
– I want to make you believe me.
– I want you to be happy.
– If you are happy then I will be also (by the way I will become famous and rich!).
– To attain happiness, I propose solutions.
– As I have been trained as a techie, I will try to use my analysis tools.
– Lo ! the results are shown to you.
– Now, I will wait as you will for something to happen. No negative thinking ! Good boy. At least I have tried to do something and not just wait and see like a vegetable ! ( well, even vegetables are reacting … that’s another story.). As I have said, I am a techie. So I use my knowledge to overcome my fear of unpredictable catastrophic events. Am I so different from the shamans of yesterdays and todays “primitive” People ? That’s meaning I need you, you dumbs, for If not, to who could I digress ?

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Edito October 2000
Tuesday 13 December 2011
by philippe Vo cong tri
popularity : 1%

Edito October 2000

The Beast is back ? …

Ram,ram,ram,dam

The flood is here

Is the end near ?

War, cry, hate,tear

Man god battle fear

Puny things wear

Ram,ram, ram, calm.

Ram,ram,ram,dam

One,two,three wipe

Out hates to ripe

Two, drown rancor

Out love a’bit mor’

Three, kept the faith

Out flowers ’ wraith

Ram,ram, spam.

Ram,ram,ram,dam.

Ar’ ants thinking ?

Ar’ they raising

Cattle, younsters ?

City builders

Tame waters

Neighbor fighters

Are they creating ?

and forecasting ?

Have they notion

not to mention

Nationalism

and Heroism ?

Do they hav’ God

In their abode ?

Why do they keep

continuing trip

aft’ disaster

sooner later ?

Do they hav’ craft

Witch,Art, War, Shaft ?

Ar’ they witless

dumb, meaningless ?

Do they feel pain

sorrow unchain’ ?

Why ar’ they there

lurk in them lair ?

Ram,ram,ram,dam.

Ram,ram,ram,dam.

One craft better

Two destroyer

Three discover

Ram,ram,ram,dam.

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Edito November 2000
Tuesday 13 December 2011
by philippe Vo cong tri
popularity : 1%

Edito November 2000

Who are thee ? …

Toc, toc, toc, toc

What’s your name ?

From wher’ you came ?

Right door to knock ?

Own Land, feel thee.

Surprise to see

Alien is me.

Treat like’a flea.

Come, view, vainquish.

From, to Caesar

Motto in par.

Fear they sheepish.

I do at will,

As far bisness

not yours, Highness.

Downlop the Hill !

Lux, is the Light

Post, aftermath

Tenebra, Night

Mare to me Rath !

Tender my Kins,

All I care.

Think, nihgtmare

feel own skins.

Blackmail corner.

Somes real Fear

Unknown secrets

Unveil sunsets.

Name I have

Proud to pave.

Even not think,

Those stink !

Hathred reasons

Wipeout me Being.

Free of irons

Am I to wring.

Steering Wind

on opposite

I used to seat,

be confined.

Same Alchemist

Who from Yonder

looks for Wonder

Nature in the Myst.

Gold from my Own.

Help from who care

Keep the fare,

Till last Dawn.

Waste no Time,

Precious Life,

cutthroat knife,

miss not my aim.

Who are thee ?

Boast likea Dog ?

Even reach the Knee

Of US, The Rogue ?

I don’t believe.

I don’t trust thee.

You’re nobody.

Go under Sieve.

Thou are stupid

Childlike Puppet.

Us came to Pet,

Train write, read.

Thanks not utters.

Only to Humans,

Thinkers, Healers,

Who deed cams.

I, same as US,

enjoy Knowledge.

I, not US, sledge

hammer mor’ US.

Look on Unknown.

Peer on Beauty.

Rave to see

Nature has sown.

Computer age

Was I born in

New formaling

for me rampage.

Universe

Is great enough.

Time is rough

to Mind rivers.

As Thinking Ant

Not disposable

As US want feable.

Ego will Ante.

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Edito January 2001
Tuesday 13 December 2011
by philippe Vo cong tri
popularity : 5%

Edito January 2001

Century what to do ? … Happy Birhday to my daughter Agnes.

Hundred years head

are waiting

for us doing

right things instead.

More and more,

our future

to nurture,

is Own’s chore.

Is fate written ?

yes and no same

time to tame,

as what is ten.

for ten we choose,

one plus nine,

two plus eight, fine

further to muse.

Written is it ,

from forebears,

making from tears

and joy and sweat.

Written is not,

for us to learn

from past concern

to cut the knot.

None is created,

none is wasted.

Transformation

is the motion.

Laws are out there

to learn to sum,

equilibrium

not from nowhere.

To exist, need

others, be they

small, grand may

reflect own creed.

Freedom’s limit

only by Nature

as Man’s mature

mind can see it.

Economia,

not for happy

few have only

but all to share.

The Productors

the consumers

are one timers

benefactors.

Or slaves

needeed still ?

Who wish the mill

runs by shames ?

Freedom, a price

to pay or leave.

Ace sleeve,

fate to dice.

Evasion Dreams

outer Earth

newly hearth

brothes Realms.

Escaping Boats

through Space

to new place

saved from bloats.

I am elated

by living at the

Century hinge

Hope not too late.

Earthquakes here

Floods arise

there despise

everywhere.

Hatred and Fear,

sorrows, despair,

Men snoop leer

to each other.

Death in India

Earth shakes free

Bleeds anger fee

Cold in Russia .

Floods Vietnam

myriad to die

hunger needs rye

children to calm.

Nicaragua

South as it is

mourns all of this

mare passa.

Hoy Africa

The Continent

without consent

suffers razzia.

Hoy Ethopia

Without hope

Land of the kopt

Land of rastas.

Natures’s Land

Life spawns

Witness the pawns

witless to sand.

From North to South

From West to East

crosses the Beast

tear drops the mouth.

Black art, black dance

drumbeats heart beats

hover the kids

hover the trance.

Head without body

body without

legs may it shout

without thee ?

In the Name

Name of whom

Realm of Doom

It takes its fame.

Near East on fire

takes toll on kids

just see light lids

then meet mire.

Yonder is fame

Man Battle cry

replaced by

cunning maim.

I wish to hide

albeit aloft

feel so bad oft

better to glide.

Have to face

human fate

as the mate

of joy to pass.

Why then create

sufferance, pains

to have gains

over any rate ?

Can I say that’s

not my problem

have to blame

others big hats ?

Use the wit

to overcome

fear from some

thinking the feat.

If I were

the One above

I will solve

with laws mere.

One Observe

Two Understand

Three Withstand

Four Resolve

Five Maintain

Six Modify

Seven Satisfy

Break the Chain.

Break the circle

find new path

avoid the wrath

Nature quirk.

We are killing

aged Mother

Earth and Father

Oedipe sibling.

Are we exil

Garden Eden

again, again

Uhuru seal.

Humble pebble

so important

but impotent

fragile, feable

before Man’s foot

unwitty shoot.

I am amaze

of such many

artcraft beauty

Human size

able to create

at same time

be so cruel

to his fellows

put on gallows

toys telltale.

Goodness, badness

Human has both

from caldron froth

to trod wayness.

How to blame

judge other

when I neither

without blame ?

Choice, choice

I have it

for me to fit

more than twice.

For me to prove

one is not one

but two alone

not true to trove.

What is the Right

What is the Wrong

have to ask Throng

explain the Light.

Light is it so ?

or Dark burden

is it also

Heavy laden ?

Laden for what

purpose Aim ? Witless, its name to have for that.

That is not mean’t

to the crowd claim

but few extrem

is to keep flint.

Flint sharp edge

cracks up Fire

was first Dire

Men learn to wage.

Wage for Heat

quieting the Fear

lurking outer

there to eat.

Eat was not all

need Secure

shelter tenure

self Eternal.

Eternal Life

by means of youngs

sprung from loins

and wombs strife.

Strife to thwart

from oblivion’s

meaningless ions

in vacuum heart.

Heart in the Wood

Look for a mate

carry on Fate

till understood.

Understood why

past Emperium

fall short vacuum

not again shy.

Shy thinking clone

high price to pay

Self ill to say

feeling none.

None it be

Spirit search

no need lurk

ahead to see.

See for wealthies

to grab fountain

youth aim to reign

over slavishes.

Slavishes time

may come unheed

sooth tales as seed

cunning ways to tame.

Tame History

avoid repeat

same misfit

same scenery.

Scenery Science

creates to soothe

Life good not ruth

less silence.

Silence agrees

is to be led

to designed

forfeit Darkness.

Darkness the Mass

reveives gift

poison to sift

for the Race.

Race super

Race master

Race slaver

Race slayer.

Slayer is here

waits right time

snare the lime

press the tier’s tear.

Tear away fast

learn, understand

heed moving sand

good intent cast.

Cast name exists

then the notion

levels mention

are in the mists.

Mists necessity

for the Sunlight

reference sight

into Realty.

Realty is Life

have to thrive

to strive

from MidWife.

MidWife spawns

being sentients

to look for sense

life no pawns.

Pawns can wring free

look better place

create new face

dawn liberty.

Liberty fight

leads beyond Earth

set down the mirth

New Eden right.

Right for life

diversity

New arks plenty

outbound safe.

Safe to havens

out of con reach

New ways to teach

grown new sense.

Sense new lane

may they seem

may lead to Realm

unknown by then.

Then artifacts

ongoing created

developed

for coming tracks.

Tracks to ponder

extend the Mind

beyond Mankind

to consider.

Consider time to come near for Agnes dear Happy Birthday to you who say horrible lime light to unveil Fare well.

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Colors of Nights … To my dear Son Alexandre.

Suffering night

Unfathom sight

Fear daylight

Fear that you might

Enrage the fight

Right yours to height.

Is life so hard

Sour as it is;

You feel so bad

Once crisis

Upon you dawns, Random desease

Shears, tears, moans.

Future none

Away for long

Trip off my Son

Head lowers wrong

Eager a song

Reap the life.

Lone some

Often strife

Vision home

Escape sorrow

Surpass them all.

Yell the Yellow

Out the hole

Utter your ire

To Fate to fall.

On Up the Hill

On Up the Ill.

Bite the Apple

Eat swallow darn

No one be warn

Of your appeal

To Life, your life

Accept not once

Lap on your face

Ones announce

Never again

Echoing pain.

Hide your treasure

On your talents

Pity accents

Ever for sure.

Paint from your heart

Rainbow colors

In the mirrors

Depict horrors

Ever last Art.

Life unkind

Illness untame

Fear not flame

Enlight the feind.

Kingdom is yours

Night the colors

Incrust the gems

Grasp the anthems

Hurtle your Being

To the World seeing.

Proud so I am

Are you my son.

Inner reason

Not so common

To me to Mam.

Ten ailing years

Effect Manhood

Near to end mood

Yearn Life not tears

Effect your dreams

Abase your pride

Rack your ride

Steams off rims.

Oarsman effort

Fight against odds

Darkness its rods

Aim at the port.

Reject Badness

Kinship Easy

Not Heavenly

Eerie tales,

Scrape Darkness

Scratch lowness.

Moral you have

Emerge best

Moments the rest

Of life to save.

Regain stance

You had the sense.

Believe in you

Earn your fate

Leave any rate

Inside the rue.

Epic you love,

Value talents,

Enchain scents,

Spell luck rove.

Create your Worlds

On rock solids

Like Pyramids

Old aged Lords

Redskins erect,

South now neglect.

Odds you to fight

For you the right.

Night beautiful

In the Yellow

Green, blue, mauve

Hidden in Soul

Tight from the sight

Search them to light.

Rights to live

I am sure of,

God to give

Heaven who knows

The whys the how’s

Sears ones so tough.

The Men are not

Over you to rule.

Lone, are you knot

In this world foul

Valiant against,

Endure you neigh’st.

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Free,free,free,free ? … Happy Birhday to my son Alexandre.

Free to live

Free to speak

Free to stick

Free to leave.

Free to love

Free to choose

Free to muse

Free to move.

Free to stay

Free to travel

Free to marvel

Free to dismay.

Free to fathom

Free to sleep

Free to skip

Free to come.

Free from sickness

Free from wickdness

Free from shame

Free from lame.

Free from weakness

Free from recess

Free from the tears

Free from snears.

Free from resent

Free from consent

Free from the will

Free from still.

Free from the dark

Free from the hark

Free from the fence

Free from the sense.

Free to ponder

Free to plunder

Free to smile

Free to guile.

Free to be free

Free to be thee

Free to curse

Free to purse.

Play role of life

Play against odds

Play against Modes

Play role of role.

Free to be one

Free to be two

Free to be you

Free as you want.

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Five, a sad day.

Burning City High,

Death from sky,

spreads dismay.

The Man’s made,

is warfare.

Eagles dare

own life to fade.

So far, so near. possible with

technics beneath

dark side to fear.

To both, despair

killers, victims

to me it seems.

Protect their lair.

New York City

never again

ever certain

from Ennemy.

I used to live

there, in your heart,

made me hurt

shocked leave.

From teenage

to the manhood,

family stood

to give homage.

My first earning

was done with you

travelling through

States yearming.

Hope my old friends

are not amongst.

Hope they be strongst.

Pray to your pains.

Avengers maim

the Innocents,

the Impotents

at them to aim.

Five, Pentagon.

Mighty fortress

easy access

to yearnest con.

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Zug is mourning, Zug the nicest to live earnest without churning. Pretty landscape beautiful houses under the clouds without scrape. Mad slayer thunders the City without pity self destroyer. The how and why deed can they be no one can see for sure but try. Madness they say Despair for some a lonesome among the fray. Care to fellows do not shun them don’t sneer them avoid sorrows. Violence calls Violence hatred circle shattered let free them all. Commentaires Edito October 2001 Tuesday 13 December 2011 by philippe Vo cong tri popularity : 1% Edito October 2001: Be neutral ? Am I neutral ? No. I am completely biased. My behaviour is dictated by education and experience of life. The day to day life environment eases my thinking. That is the least effort way to live. Why have I to bother ? All I care is the wellbeing of my family. It is a real challenge to tender a family. Can I dissociate the family circle from the rest of the community ? What is the community ? The nearest contact of my family circle is the neighborhood. On the other extremity,the nearest contact of the neighborhood is the village or the city . All of the closest cities form a administrative unit. All of the closest administrative units for a country. All of the closest countries form a community of interests. All of the closest community of interests form .... I will stop here the algorithm. It is one way amongst many to ponder upon the meaning of my life. As an individual, when I stay neutral to all outside contact, I am alone. Meaning: no show of personality, feeling, taking side, expressing "wrong" opinions, sensitivity. But am I alone ? No. I have the family ties. Even in this small circle of family ties, I must express my personality, my opinions, my belief. In short, I have to find my role, position. Even if I were "alone" and living amongst other people, with no family, I have to find shelter and food. Even if I choose to live "alone" in the woods. There, I will try to be neutral with myself and the rest of the nature. To be neutral, there should be a neighbor, be it sentient or not. Someboby or something to interact with. Stimulus and response stuff. As I choose to have a family and live in a community, I have interaction with other individuals. As I have to work in order to have a shelter and food, I become an economic entity. In short, to produce before to receive. That could mean a way of exchanging goods. If I were neutral, could I make any exchange of goods ? Yes, if I try to condom my contact at its minimum and I have to be fair in the act of commerce. Three possibilities for the other economic entities: 1) try to have and advantage in the process of exchange, "it is unfair business". 2) try to be fair, without neutrality. 3) is neutral. If the neutrality exchange is norm, then the exchange should be fair. It is a win-win situation. It is minimalist form. To do business, in my head, is to get a plus value. It is a maximalist form. It is the first two possibilities. The first two possibilities are not a win-win situation. I have to engage myself in the process of exchange. I have to express biased opinions to persuade. It is like playing chess. Then, I have to learn the rules of the play. If I am not smart enough, I will lose. No choice. If I were a pure neutral, the best and safest situation is to meet only my peers. Is it always possible ? I have tried to be neutral in my behaviour. All I received in return was sneers. Idiot, no personality, no respect. In a word: weak. If I fight back, then I will not be neutral. I choose to fight back. To fight back, just in case, para bellum pacem... The neutrality situation includes poor People, poor nations economically exploited by powerfull ones. Because the earlier stay mummed, fear of expressing opinions. Fear to fight back. Lack of personal resources. It is the silence majority. Politics and economics are entertwined. One is using the other to achieve something. To achieve something, one is using force whichever it is. It is in contradiction with the limited definition of the neutrality. As an individual, I am not neutral for the reasons described above. I have to fight for a living, at least decently. I have to win my respectability. In short, I have to express clear pro’s and con’s opinions to conform my behaviour and understandably to other entities. If not, then I am dead. Commentaires =========== 2002 ============= Edito April 2002 Tuesday 13 December 2011 by philippe Vo cong tri popularity : 1% Home Edito April 2002 : The Age of Light or Darkness, for who ? Author: Philippe Vo cong tri Email: ph_vocongtri@compuserve.com April 21 st 2002. The French people has made their choice: turning to the rightist politics. It is a surprise that the right extremist party has gathered seveteen percent of the votes. For me it is an unimaginable scenario. It is like an episode of the "Twilight Zone" serial i.e, the "what if" stuff. It is no more an exercise of the mind, it is in my reality ! The right extremist party is at my door, grinning and grimacing as to signify: Beware, we are looking at you for what you do and say. What does that mean ? Let me explain my interpretation for what might happen. I am not mostly of french stock descent, as it can be seen on my face, they could hastily accuse me of any wrong doing whenever that could be. The politics of scapegoating has returned. Two examples: 1) Last year , my wife and myself went to a french resort in the south of France. By crossing of the French borders coming from Switzerland , a French customs official asked me if I speak and understand French, and after that asked me if I have values to declare. This without looking at my passport (I have both French and Swiss citizenship) !! I was mad and upset. So I shouted at him. Because of the shouting, an customs officer came out of his office. I asked them why that sort of preliminary talking, showing them my passport. The official told me that he didn’t remark that I have a Swiss passport, that my face is not of European type ! 2) In January 2002, my wife and myself decide to go live in France as a secondary home, near the borders. As my car was broken, I had to use the public transportation. The first week I used the public transportation, I was spotted by the French customs. It was a Sunny Sunday around 13:00, my son and I took the public transportation (bus) crossing the French borders. The bus was stopped by the customs officials. As we have taken place in the front of the bus, we were asked for our passport. Well, I was surprised that the official asked me where I was heading for , since I have shown a French passport. I answered to him politely and asked him why such a question. He told me that because I have an address in Geneva (Switzerland). I was amazed and baffled. The other people in the bus were not asked to show their papers ... It was the first time in my life that I have experienced such a slapping in the face from French officials. From my learning of the past , I made a parallel with what has happened during and after the second world war . The massacre of the innocents, because of their origins and thinkings. I am puzzled that such "advanced" and "developped" countries could still be attracted by such policy. I don’t want to waste my time to try to understand the point of views of such extemist parties. All I retain as a lesson, that even I try hardly to integrate into the society where I live, I am not seen as a good citizen with his rights, by almost twenty percent of the People (counting the other dissident extrmist party). The Pareto law stands in its full luminosity here: 80/20. I interpret that the minority has always guided societies (minorite agissante), be it good or not, it depends for who. Those who do not act consent. Simplistic as it seems, the French are xenephobic. As the French is defined as of European stock, therefore europeans are xenephobic. (???). Sorry, it is not really what I mean ... Stupid of me and shame. I don’t want to waste my time to hear such thing as "oh well, I didn’t know that ...", because we all have the past knowledge of what could be led to by such conditions. In a democracy, if people want to be into such extreme, it is their right to do so. People like me has to take actions in order to save their families, democratically speaking. But is it possible still ? I doubt it. By the sheer proofs that those extremist parties are overtly xenephobic and negationistic, once in position of officiality, anointed by popular votes everything utterly infamous could happen. Dark scenario for People with no standard faces: - Be parked into reserves (like the North American natives). - Be offered compensations to leave the land. - Be ousted from their jobs. - Hassles from Administration and Justice. - Rights of birth and properties withdrawn. To achieve the target, why not to have already a master plan as to deploy detention camps, isolate infectious beings from contaminating furthermore ? Well, I mean the measures are aimed at the cattle, of course. The axis is in the process of building up througout of Europe, from Russia in the East to the British Isles in the West. Austria, Italia, French, next Germany ... Seems that this configuration of countries remind me something. I heard the leader of the extremist party saying that his lieutenant is a brilliant man, because amongst other topics he is a scholar of the Japanese language. I am wondering, how it could be so when one is overtly xenephonic. Unless ... Well I am tired of this kind of looking for clues to why, how, what. It is time to act with those who tolerate me (in french: à chacun sa chapelle). Democratically as it suits to a "civilized". Well, I am not sure of the definition "being civilized". For sure, I will take acute attentions from now on, and will act as the situation dictates. Remember, I have not wished this situation where I feel it is perilous for me and my family. Home Commentaires ===== 2003 ==== Edito June 2003 : Ave Maria Tuesday 13 December 2011 by philippe Vo cong tri popularity : 1% Home Edito June 2003 : Ave Maria ...To my dear mother. Author: Philippe Vo cong tri Email: ph_vocongtri@compuserve.com Ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum; Benedicta tu in mulieribus et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, ora pro nobis peccatoribus, nunc et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen. Au revoir, chère maman vogue vers ta liberté envol vers la Trinité Mémoire renie tourments. Adieu, misère, souffrance rancoeur de la vie d’en bas isolée des tiens trépas au delà de l’errance. Douleur sans fin tu portais opprobes et sarcasmes montrée du doigt fantasque indélibile portrait. Nue devant la populace une femme sans défence salie irrévérence ta plaie regard salace. Envoles toi à présent calme sainte quiétude unie au sein béatitude mère baignée par le sang. Bienvenue auprès des tiens encens, senteurs mérités noblesse de coeur chrétien elan éternel mené douce bonheur tranquille inquiète ne sera plus courage béni par mille tristesse ne sera plus au ciel tu seras reçue. Ton honneur est retrouvé unique mère tu l’es. Insoumise, tu l’étais noblesse et fierté. Maman, sais tu que je t’aime ? une fois, je n’ai pu te dire l’occasion manque au pire irréparable sème en blessure profonde ravine mon coeur perdu illusion trouble perçue bien au delà du monde une fois manquée est de trop seul, marqué avec le sceau. Sainte Marie la Bonté aide ma chère mère nulle peur des eaux amères crevasses à éviter ton Fils le Seigneur des cieux accueille mon don précieux. Mother, I miss you so much, alone we are on the Earth ravens in the sky rush inside my head and heart around me ominous. Mother of nature goodness angel messenger of news thwart the way from Darkness, enlighten my mother’s soul render bright in Paradise Deus, Creator, rule eternity, rise into thee my poor mother. oath parjury no more rear a step back in light adorn flowers to fore pity the feable in bright repel the foul down the hill. ode, Lady of mercy. nourish the soul with your seal of my mother purity. bear shame, sufferance in her life with force shorten indifference. Prayer to Lady to horse enshrined in robe white carry her off from hell cater her on way right away from the dearth and sill; Trinity, I believe on thy mercy and the Land revival from the sieve in the dark ennemy’s hand, banished the awesome, unleashed our own Faust, step in on welcome. Nausea in my heart unseen faults before too late, Nimrod falls, lions paws hurt coward, tremble for my fate. Etalent inutiles remords, Ineffaçables à jamais horaires justes des morts mort issue sans intérêt nostrae, nôtre effort. Commentaires