This is the first excerpt from one of my texts, entitled in french "Paradis d'enfer". "I see myself there, sitting alone in the darkness of the locked room. I take refuge in my memories, and with the little strength i have left, i grab a feather and with difficulty a thin sheet... My life without her... That would have been like a sunless planet. An immensity in the dark. This would have been a real nightmare. One winter night, cold, hell, no way to warm up, same slightly. I remember a wise person once said, although his name has escaped me over time, that if paradise existed, we were already in hell. That the Earth, our beautiful planet was in hell. I do not agree. More fully. Yes, for many, maybe the Earth was Hell, that their life is only a succession of failures and despair, made them believe in this false reality, but for me this is not the case. Since i know her, i know that heaven exists. Not the paradise described in any bible or in a fictional world. No. A real paradise, an amazing opportunity, than I lived every day, from this unimaginable event. It is a world, our world, to she and me, made of real happiness. And, because she was there, because she never left me, i can say that I do not believe in Paradise, i had the boon of living there. "