....L'homme qui parlait à l'ouïe des poissons.... 🐟 😁🐬
Few men possess such power, and fewer still use this ability for good. It is said they who wield such a gift are the ancestors of an ancient, mythical people; the last remnants of an unimaginable underwater civilization. With this power, one could, if they so choose, bring balance and peace into the destructive cycles of the present. Using the magnetism of their being, the eloquence of their delivery, and the potency of the words they have so specifically chosen, those blessed (or, indeed, cursed?) with this rarest of gifts can bring about the most profound of change. And with it, the most profound of peace. As you can see right here, witness the gravity of this gift with your own eyes as he kneels, humbly, before the tank, before its florescent blues and pinks, and holds his congregation in rapture. The awe, admiration, and horror are clear as day in their expressions as words, their words, are dispersed from the mouth of man and into their own ears, so very different.
Il est l'homme qui parlait à l'ouïe des poissons; to English speakers, he is the man who spoke to the ears of the #fish.
Look upon his works, listen to his words, and tremble, ye.
Sometimes it’s the only thing that keeps me grounded. To know true freedom you have to push the boundaries of life to know true freedom is to know bondage of self