Frédéric Neyrat
@atopies.bsky.social
Philosophe(r)
Website: Atopies (https://atoposophie.wordpress.com/)
Website: Atopies (https://atoposophie.wordpress.com/)
Their meaning could not be isolated from their distant past or their destination; they invited to become music and to become aware of galactic equality. The emblematic word they drew across millions of years was: “openness.”
October 14, 2025 at 1:44 AM
Their meaning could not be isolated from their distant past or their destination; they invited to become music and to become aware of galactic equality. The emblematic word they drew across millions of years was: “openness.”
No human being could have understood them without the machine they had invented in the Exophore ocean: the MushRam.
October 14, 2025 at 1:44 AM
No human being could have understood them without the machine they had invented in the Exophore ocean: the MushRam.
Prophecy in the Fog, 3 : Thinking
Once the calculation of the plastic had been accomplished, virtual thoughts detached themselves from the sovereign stones. They moved as slowly as the suns take to form and disappear.
Once the calculation of the plastic had been accomplished, virtual thoughts detached themselves from the sovereign stones. They moved as slowly as the suns take to form and disappear.
October 14, 2025 at 1:44 AM
Prophecy in the Fog, 3 : Thinking
Once the calculation of the plastic had been accomplished, virtual thoughts detached themselves from the sovereign stones. They moved as slowly as the suns take to form and disappear.
Once the calculation of the plastic had been accomplished, virtual thoughts detached themselves from the sovereign stones. They moved as slowly as the suns take to form and disappear.
Un livre, je le sais depuis que j'écris, a des cheminements insoupçonnables qui ne croisent que rarement les échos de la presse. Et ce que j'ai rencontré dans ma vie, cela a toujours été des êtres, un(e) par un(e). Tel est mon vœu : que persiste la joie des imprévisibles rencontres !
September 28, 2025 at 4:25 PM
Un livre, je le sais depuis que j'écris, a des cheminements insoupçonnables qui ne croisent que rarement les échos de la presse. Et ce que j'ai rencontré dans ma vie, cela a toujours été des êtres, un(e) par un(e). Tel est mon vœu : que persiste la joie des imprévisibles rencontres !
l y a en France une réelle difficulté à faire entendre les livres étranges, qui ne sont pas catégorisables, ni ne proposent des solutions sociologiques immédiates à des problèmes qu'il reste encore à poser correctement – c’est quoi, ça, de la théorie ou de la fiction ? De l'aphilosophie ?
September 28, 2025 at 4:24 PM
l y a en France une réelle difficulté à faire entendre les livres étranges, qui ne sont pas catégorisables, ni ne proposent des solutions sociologiques immédiates à des problèmes qu'il reste encore à poser correctement – c’est quoi, ça, de la théorie ou de la fiction ? De l'aphilosophie ?
