The Dance of Una Ecclesiam et Deus- Journey in a Broken World

(Journey in a Broken World)

Article by Marc Aupiais

She felt it like silk against her skin: anguished, as though a soft brush of needles has been combed over her naked heart. She was worried, and pranced back and forward like a fearful horse after a loud noise. Shadow and light combined, her face hid a small scar, her eyes pierced, yet she was almost blind now.

She waited, and awaited her dance- as the announcement reverberated, and the audience quieted. They had come so far, to see her: to support her and jeer at her. She was a prodigy, a paradox. An example of foreign oddness.

Fear sailed up her shivering form, and entered her veins, and conquered her heart. She breathed, and calmed, as her heart pounded, and her chest beat against solid air. Things slowed down, then began to speed up, as she closed her eyes and hoped. She trusts, does she not? Calm enters her, as she is left conflicted. On the stage, the music starts, it enters one, and encompasses. Ahead lies a leap of faith. She goes through the logic, as she prepares to run, her legs move, yet she calms her conflicted self, and feels her veins contract.

The rivers inside her skin move slower, and she steadies her heart rate as much as viable. Ahead lies a sharp light, and around it- all is dark. She breathes in, and brushes her hair, combing with naked hands, and then she walks forward. Her heart is now like a log, tossed in the sea, and it beats as though buoyed in a hurricane. The beat is constant in her ears, as her face becomes pale beyond comparing.

The figure walks towards her, and peace begins to radiate, like the sun shining on her form. The rhythmic beat hits like a soaking in torrid ocean waves. She prepares to faint, and faintly stumbles into view, as around the lit up area they stand on- darkness surrounds. She cannot see the crowd, she ignores them as best she is able. She nearly closes her eyes, as she prepares to dance, as gentle, and perfect hands clasp her waist, and as a beam of light shines against her. She notes now, she is wearing clothes- a shining, translucent pale blue dress, which shines and reflects- sparkling, swirling like waters turning: in the light.

Dressage. She prances like a horse... Together: as one flow, together- form molds. She floats, like a strand of shrubbery, blown in the wind. She sways- like the savanna- in torrents before the storm. There is electrical energy in the air- a calm coolness preceding the power of an ancient storm.

The crowd is agitated, some want to hurt her, some devalue her- she senses their stare, and shivers. Other admire, others are jealous- others still wish they were her, and still others want to see her dance. Her moves are sudden, dramatic in this act of passionate rhythm. She hardly knows to trust her partner, as he leads her in a dangerous pose. In every move she senses his stare- it sustains her more than love- fear of betraying him, who trusted her is greater than that of the watching crowd. In every moment, he watches her technique, it is flawless: least he grimace, it is perfect, least he leave her and no longer dance. She is scared, a fear twirling, like a black horse swirling: she is terrified, as one who loves the mirror of her soul, whose heart would fade, should she disappoint. She barely trusts, but movement takes her, she barely knows- but logic sustains her.

"Ecclesiam", Deus whispers her name, as she recognizes barely her partner, and they prepare to move again. She realizes she was frightened now, she sees the swaying crowd, and watches as they move.

"Ecclesiam... Dear, dear friend!" Ecclesiam glances up at Dues, at the partner she so loves... and sees her partner, barely flashing against the flowing of movement and light. Her heart takes longer to beat, surprise takes her, she dares not meet his eyes!

"You did... good...!" She barely remembered it, these near foreign words he said. It was soft, it was quiet, barely could she hear... "Now follow me, we have more to dance... ... ... Do not disappoint"

She holds his hand, she feels steady now. Her fears are lost, she's bathing in his tearing love.

Her form is perfect, technique matters so much. She aims in her self: now barely to please- her heart wont pass this down.

They do a dance, as light flashes around. She holds his hand, daring not to glance up. Her fear remains, yet so now does her hope. She dances now, freed: by her very technique; extravagant- for her exacting specification of pose. Her feet move faster, her eyes glance around. She stops, then moves, then isn't sure until her partner carries her forward into the blissfulness of dance.

This is her chance- the only one to please, this is her promise- her actions will make her married. She is God's fiancée, the church of the living God. This is where she has the opportunity- to impress him into marriage. When in love: we cherish our foolish loving, when in love- every risk is enough: yet, when in love with truth: truth must lead all things. We dance not with the audience, no: we make them wish they were us.

Perhaps, we are only the shoe, or a tiny part of her, but as long as we, as man and as woman: are the cherished woman: Ecclesiam: that pristine woman we call church: we dance with God himself, and we are entitled to what follows! We are like royalty, or the couple at their day: let us not forget our dignity, our birthright should we not forsake it.

All watch, and some applaud- as Ecclesiam and Deus end their dance- all around people begin to stand: inside her heart, the wild horse dances. All are impressed, she finished her dance, and shall dance forever with Deus: her partner. Her form won him for her, and his goodness, true oneness won her for him. Let us become Ecclesiam's flesh, let us be good- true and morally sane!

Journey in a Broken World- What can true love be?

(Journey in a Broken World)

Article by Marc Aupiais

Some have said that true love is insanity- that one who loves is utterly insane- but my view of the topic is as utterly different from this view, even to the very extent that this view is infinitely wrong.

Love is not insanity- rather an illusion we think to be love is.

Love is the very nature of Reality, our Mediator of life- God. To love is to act justly, and sanely- to treat things as they truly are. True love is not an emotion- nor an evolutionary reaction- in fact it has very little to do with these.

True love is not about how another feels about one, we do not stand at the borders of nations to determine whether or not to love, or be hostile- in fact- to truly love a person often means to be in the eyes of the world, what some may believe to be utterly hostile to them- even to destroy them in a blizzard of obstacles and what to the world may seem hatred. Our prototype- God for instance threatens to destroy all who do not obey sanity- he himself has given us a warning shot, killing all but eight persons in the ancient world. True love cares for the state of body and soul, and to quote a dear friend, sometimes entails begging for forgiveness, and this can be painful- yet forgiveness and sorrow at wrong truly allows such resonance between two in love- and truly- resonance is damaged by sin- and so God himself, and we also- sometimes must seem cruel to those we love- even as it is for their goodness, or for goodness itself. There is no excuse of course for unjust cruelty, or disrespecting another's basic dignity.

So let us look at the emotion we call love- it is like flying without one's stomach, or diving into nothingness, or looking into the unknown. This is to say that the person in love considers loss of the one they love to be a danger- and would be hurt in this. What of the joy of seeing one we love, or of empathy- that we like to share views, or do similar things to these wondrous people. Like synchronizing clocks, we often synchronise views with our loved ones, as though careful to avoid conflict within this. More than that- on seeing them we feel great joy- sadly- this joy is largely born out of fear. We fear losing them- and this is why we do all of these things, whatever we call them.

Now- love also has something to do with the resonance of souls, yes we often fall deeply into chasms of hope and joy- to love one like us for fear of loss, but this is not what I now speak so gently and softly and briefly on. To see a soul one loves is to see a soul in resonance of God- what is appealing to one is that which seems to much like what our perfection is. We so love our perfections- the mauve, or the lightly wooden skin, or the pureness of white, and the smoothness of wonderful snow-like complexion. In our love we seek that which is most healthy- most likely to survive- best reflecting the being in which we exist, yet I do not even glance at this as I now speak.

I have said that true love takes the form of justice- what we call cruelty, or kindness or mercy, or pain- often is a result of love, whether proportionate or not- seen acting in but one situation where we give it other names.

Some in one of our neighbouring fields believe that the source of every emotion is eventually love- and that mental issues often come from the ripples on the top of this body whose body's form, and depth we have yet to measure.

So what is love- is it shared moments of great joy, or is it the actings of desire and joy, or rather something deeper- a great deep well of life and death within. Truly, to love another is to firmly resonate God within our small receiving soul so strongly- yet the insanity we speak of in love- comes when one loves with wrong proportion- and for this does not pay justice to others, nor to reason and truth- who should be married to this love, in a ceremony of great effect, and wonderment.

Without love- it is said we cannot live- yet to me- life and love are the same thing. Love is the deepest nature of life- the perfection of Its nature, and actings.

If love is the nature of life itself- and our souls are that which resonate the Perfection of Life- God, however imperfectly into the animation of the physical form- which itself resonates better or worse this life- then to truly love may well be to recognize a soul which resonates with a frequency one with our own.

I believe in the soul mate, in the rib removed from my complacency- that I may find it in another. I believe this because- so often we sense the soul of another- we feel a presence, and look, and glance, and see, even cannot pull away as we are sucked into the memorisation of danger- and note how we always glance as they enter a room- and always seem to feel a tug to where they now situate themselves.

Truly- the soul mate is one with a soul similar to ours, who was designed for one like ourselves, or adapted to be our mate. This is perhaps why the sacred text says- "And the two shall become one"- for our souls may not seem to resonate the one we are meant to find, we may have damaged them- our hurt them- so that the resonance is no longer clear- and this is why- for the sake of a sacrament- God must sometimes strengthen the resonance between souls. Truly- in any true marriage of this form- even a strong bond of soul must often be strengthened- so that the heart feels the pull whether or not we knowingly feel it, or ignore this true effect. Truly- in the true marriage- we are made one- through resonance of the waves of self.

This is also why it is better to marry one endowed with grace- for one endowed with grace has a healthy soul- and the healthier the soul, and the more sane the soul- the more defined, and strong the connecting force- the greater the envelope of truth which combines one to another- and with the aid of angels, and guardians- combines us and maintains us in the Holy Sacrament.

Imagine a lady standing in an icy wasteland- surrounded by evergreen forests, as a small stream trickles past the snow, from a warm mountain source. She stands by a cabin- alone, and lonesome, but not lonely, as she stares into the distance, hoping, longing for something unseen to others.

The reason we are so concerned for all those we love- is that it is good for our souls to resonate- and the healthier others souls- the more joy our soul feels as they also become more like us, and as our own song is strengthened on the winds of bliss, and sorrow, and as the chords we play in love of God are resonated, and echoed in those around.

We love to dance with the souls of others- and it is healthy even to dance around unhealthy souls- for even in small amounts- we heal them if their dance is not too askew.

We love to resonate the soul of another- and this is why man is made for marriage- unlike the animals- he is composite- of aeviernal and temporary, and not simply a mix of temporary soul and form, he, everlasting is soul, and he is body, which also one day will be everlasting- and the body's actions affect the soul- so that certain actions tune the Melody of our souls in such a way- that they can put it off- and destroy it's sustaining connection with Truth, or else cause it to mould, and change ever more defined.

The greater the truth we simply manifest- the more powerful the ability of the soul, and the soul can only hold the truth- the life, the grace- it is renovated to hold. The more we follow the tune of truth- like balloons blown up, or plastic bags which expand in the wind- the greater our capacity to sing with the invisible winds of truth.

Marriage- in the truest perfection of it- is mimicry of the very relations of the Father and the Son, who are love, and through their love does subtly, and for all eternity- form the Holy Spirit. And marriage and family also is the mimicry of the relations of these three persons who are one.

The family is such a manifestation of the basis of our universe- that nature has endowed us with such strong bonds within. Love's acting in marriage gives such joy because certain acts are such manifestations of God's perfect unity- that God wants man to take joy in these. When representing a book, those who see a play based on it can either be pleased or angry, even furious- if it is misrepresented. Marital love is meant for marriage, and seeking sexual pleasure apart from marriage, the actings of just love, which is unitive, and the chance of creating a child, or openness to this- is like misrepresenting the relationship of the Divine Triune God, who we name as The Holy Trinity. It is to defame God through actions- no wonder God, whose nature is love, that is to say that truth manifests itself in love- should for the sake of this truth break the connection between offenders and their soul's life's source- God.

And so true love- and justice are actings of truth, are us echoing the events our souls do observe and intuition is able to sense, and faith does clarify- and refine to form.

True love does make one fly beyond all else- as our form does better move into position- so as to fly like a butterfly, leaves, or flowers, or dust, or ashes- on the wind or stream of cool life- which is God, our Basis, Mediator of Existence and Creator.

Journey in a Broken World- What we are as self, and how this affects how we continue

(Journey in a Broken World)

Article by Marc Aupiais

Reason which denies faith is faulty, is a black hole with no purpose, not a small amount of substance or meaning. Faith is a light whose light appears as a darkness of deathly silence, through which we learn to listen- and to hear in intuition and essence- the voice below the nothingness we first hear.

I was terribly disappointed when a friend of mine from outside the Divinity of Mother Church (Acts 5 chapter verse 4; Acts chapter 15; I Timothy chapter 3 verse 15)- stated that all they knew for sure would remain after death was memory of another in their hearts, and mental capacities.

Perhaps we should look deeper within this- those who concern themselves too much with their own physical life and not their soul, rarely are remembered fondly if at all. Over time- whether moments or centuries, we desecrate and decimate their poorly woven life, and strip their evil form of all colour.

The good are different- not only are they remembered by those they have affected- but also have an infinite influence- through the slight molding of those who come into contact with those they know, and for much else- always their wisdom in life is spread and grows other souls infinitely. Even the good who are defamed win out in eternity.

When we want to preserve ourself- selfishness can only make sense to one with reason and faith- we are eternal, and so care for ourselves- by being wise- and godly towards others. Those who cannot believe- must not be selfish- if they want their memory to be fondly remembered- but put on a charade- so as to be remembered as good- or have any good impacts. Evil only survives when piggy backing on some proportionate or out of proportion goodness.

I am utterly selfish- and utterly selfless all at once- this is what it is to be part of God's body. I am so selfish that my selfishness extends to the care of others- that seeing their similarity in their humanity to my own self- I determine to care also for all others who seek after Reality.

Selfishness is equivalent in some ways to insanity- true care for self is care firstly to that closest to our self- God, and then care of our fellows in descending order of importance- as accords their similarity to Reality- to the mediator of our existence- God.

Those who believe there is not more- are those who do not sense the intuitive undercurrent- in the veins of truth itself, who do not feel the cool desert breeze, or the harmful arctic dust against their form. These do not sense what others do- their intuition, and reason has never formed into what the saints see as a world, a fantastic wonderment beyond what the intuitively blind cannot sometimes comprehend.

Let us pray for my friend, and for all who feel so- truly- to reject the Church, the effect God has on the earth, or simply not to know of it, or find it, or to see right through it- is a sad endeavor- and those who have been crafted through circumstances so that they are not yet within the fold of our foundation of truth (I Timothy 3 chapter verse 15)- as yet have only the ghost of hope which still can doubt- as compared with the substance we experience in every mutual prayer, when peace conquers us, and truth caresses us, kissing the very bends of our seen and unseen form with the feel of grace- swirling, and roaring around our cocoon of self.

Truly- to survive in eternity- we all must become utterly selfish- extending the self within us firstly to our life- which is reliance on God himself, and secondly in order to all other life- for what is alive has at least one attribute of God- life itself- and so we must treat all with justice- knowing that justice is the true form of love, and love is the true form of justice, which both are described often as mercy, or powers.

The Substance of true beauty

(Journey in a Broken World)

Article by Marc Aupiais

Sometimes when one is in a place- one senses a presence, whether it is other people, who soon show themselves, or animals- or something one truly does not have an explanation for from experience, but which our soul and body says is there.

Now intuition has many forms, sometimes it is memory, sometimes our senses knowing something too complex to explain in individual thoughts, and sometimes it is something deep within the essences of our nature telling us something.

When praying- Catholics have been known to feel the tugging of intuitive truth, and this is often how we explain the answering of prayers. The more we delve into the intuition, and trust it- the more our form is encouraged to perfect this sense.

Now, whether the culmination of past experience, or else seeing pictures or images which should be there, but are not, or perhaps the results of memory, or any other thing, I have had such interesting experiences before- and will tell of the result of them. No, it is not seeing things, but sensing things that we speak of- knowing as though from expirience- even when we do not know from the physical.

To me Saint Philomena is not the image we often associate with her- that of beautiful images of the young beautiful girl. She may well physically have this form- but when I pray- images enter my mind- once I saw her as nothing but blood, with but a bit of flesh or bone floating within it- and it scared me, another time a image entered myself, of an old lady- with gray hair- longer than time itself, looking down on me like an old seer. My thought of this image within- was firstly lowly, fearful and humble, but understanding surprise, and secondly a realization of true beauty- in her aged form was a softer beauty than in her powerful youth- the beauty of one who exists- despite all in opposition- the beauty of a soul who will forever fulfill her purpose- the beauty of one in true happiness.

What is the source of these intuitive thoughts- to me it matters, but to Mother church- all that matters is that they are free from moral and doctrinal error. I don't know if they would say that of this or not- I do know that to me beauty is that which is what it is designed to be- that which is perfect and natural- where the limited, though oft seeming dynamic, simplicity of the borders of what is natural is what is moral!

The true emotions, and feelings- to understand is to be able to control

(Chastity South Africa)

Article by Marc Aupiais

When we are brought under the waves of sin, and feel them eat away at the breach like cold, deathly acid- we truly must know that our control of our self, and self awareness, and comprehension are intimately connected, like two souls destined to be one, yet living chastely within prayer and God.

Now the mind is not the soul, we know already that the soul is our invisible part closest to our Loving source- Life, whose being, perfection and essence, we call God.

The mind is the body- moulded by her fabric- edited by evolution, or whatever manner God made us in. Original sin does not make our deepest nature evil- rather- it causes us to weaken.

When we are fighting for breath while drowning in the oceans of temptation, and feeling a tide, not our own pulling us back out to sea- so strongly that it feels as though it were our own desire- we know intuitively if at all- that we must fight the tide least we are carried out to sea- and the subtle connection between God and soul is broken as we can no longer resonate his substance with our own.

Our war is between Reality and illusion, and so the more real we are- so also the more Godly, but when we follow desires which truly are not natural, when we endorse these illusions as though they were real and ours- we commit the sin they are named after, and become less real. We possibly only become less resonating- as with venial (Latin Venia- Forgiveness) sin. When we sin mortally- the gash is deep, and causes the connection to for all intensive purposes break.

Now- when we are tempted by this ocean of sin- let us firstly define what we truly want- what natural desires are combining, and being twisted by illusion and weakness- to appear to be a desire which is not ours.

Whether the desire for happiness- which ultimately all desires are a manifestation of, or that for comfort, or that for desire.

We look at what we truly feel and aim for her purpose- we get angry- sometimes because things are not as we believe they should be, and sometimes because it is an evolutionary desire to defend our self.

We often see people who could or have hurt us as evil- this is because our body sees that which is harmful to it as ugly, or as evil- quite naturally. It is this form of judgement, as with judging based on another's wealth- something we fear for empathy- which is so dangerous.

Now, when we define what we truly feel, and why we feel this- we do not endorse the sinful desire- and never become guilty of what sin ultimately is- treating something as something it is not!

Sometimes habits are sourced in habit- but what is the trigger, is it a wrong perception, or is it because we have lied to our body through treating something as something it is not. Seeking pleasure of a sexual nature tells our body that someone is our spouse. Human beings are designed by God for lifelong marriage.

Now, there is the false argument that what animals do is what is natural for man, but this is wrong- what animals do with temporary souls- is what is beneficial to their physical form, man has an eternal (Aeviternal technically- only God is eternal) soul, and this means his self is greater than that of an animal.

Animals eat of their own kind, rabbits commit infanticide, and hippos also.

Dogs naturally seek many partners, but only when they are on heat- what is most natural for an animal is what is most beneficial to its entirety, but animals are infinitely different from man- their current souls are temporary, like their bodies are, like our bodies are.

Man is soul and body- the soul being the invisible part of the body most like God- and it is by the actions of the body that the soul, which is part of the form is effected. Man must work forward- so as to protect his self- which is body and soul. What is natural for man is that which is of benefit to him!

Now- when faced with sin- it is not sinful to say it is this or that and resist it- and fight it- for indeed- the definitions of sin are definitions of the form illusion takes- and we define it to conquer it in the confessional, but when fighting it- it is always good to show it is not our desire, but rather an illusion that we sin in ever endorsing.

The Moon and the tides, and the effect of morality, soul and form

(Journey in a Broken World, Chastity South Africa)

Article by Marc Aupiais

When the moon rises, we watch in awe sometimes at the beauty of her reflective luminescence.

When the moon is full, or crescent, or in any part of the cycle- the tides of the blessed oceans are affected by her magnetic magic. When we look at our own effect, we must remember the moon, and how our every action indirectly affects others, and how our own glow can silently glow in the night sky, and be reflected on the waves- which hide countless creatures- some deadly, some friends of ours.

When we classify an animal as evil- we really mean that it could harm us- as people- what can harm us is inside of our evolutionary library as ugly, or as evil. What is beautiful is what seems most healthy. This is why faith saves- because a correct connection with reality- sanity as we call such- is what determines how we view our surrounds and how we also act on them.

The soul also is much like this- with God as our moon- and our soul as the magnetic field- causing the tides of sprinkling, swaying waves below to dance upon the beach, and throughout the ocean as the clock which shows us life. The body in this is the ocean- both are one phenomena- through the body- we see the magnetism of life- of our soul, yet the actions of the body are equally of this phenomena- as both are the same unit- the soul is like magnetism on the ocean of our body, and the body affects the connection the soul has with God.

Now the moon is beautiful- because it gives us light in darkness- and beauty is actually in its perfection- the measure of how useful we see something as. God therefore is utterly beautiful. When we instill morals- we are not attempting to force our morals on others- rather we acknowledge just how easily broken the connection between our body and God is, and how this connection is our soul. When we do right- the magnetism strengthens- and our unseen part which is closest to unseen God becomes a powerful channel and conduction of grace- which is in fact life, breath- into our body- so that the magnetism- the soul animates the tides, and waves- which are our seen bodies. When this connection is observed- it is so fragile and breakable- and because the magnetism is eternal, but the waves temporary-

Heresy watch- how to spot bad doctrine- even from bishops, and why sometimes the heirachi errs!

(Scripturelink Catholic Watchdog South Africa)Now, we know that the magisterium of the church speaks from God- but that the individual bishops do not divinely preach the faith- but rather are trained to be good judges of heresy.

Unfortunately- many bishops- the heirs of Arius, and Eusebus- choose to front ideas not from inside the church- but from their culture and society.

Politics makes this worse- people are told to attend protestant churches, or not to put their moral code on others- or not to judge in any circumstance- or to forgive without justice or repentance-

So, how do we attempt to save our beloved church from such-

from an environment where Orthodoxy is often punished,
and separatist groups sometimes grow faster than the church?

The answer firstly is to focus on yourself!


If the litergy is abused- make sure this is in no way your sin.
If you read something from a church authority- judge it according to what you are accustomed to hearing from a bishop, and try to find what the source of this information is.

Is it the infallible Magisterium, or a bishop's personal opinion.

Opinion is oft unfortunately disguised as dogma- books like the "Modern Catholic Encyclopedia", carrying imprimatur often attack the teachings of the magisterium- this particular book's one author attacks the divinity of Christ.

Another popular book to be sold by Catholic bookstores is "a concise history of the church", it claims to be more conserative- but its statements about confession fall under the anathemas of Trent, and it often misrepresents information.

Other heirachical structures say that all religions are equal- and we must not judge or preach to those of other faiths- or must keep away from making laws in accordance with our morality.

Simply put- those things which come from the Traditions we are told in the bible to always hold to, those who hold to what we heard in the start- are those who are not pruned off of the vine, which is Christ.

When listening to a priest, confessor, bishop, diocesan official-

Be realistic- they are as likely to fall into heresy as any person here-
They are better trained at times, though often Seminary can be the source of their problems- rather - look into the backing of what they say- see where in the magisterium and tradition their words corrolate-

If you cannot find a correlation, but only a rough meaning they wrongly believe to be the "spirit" of works, like the spirit of a crowd, then discount their statement, and look into what the truth is- further- try to aid your fellows in this truth.

Unfortunately two things often occur- firstly, the best of speakers are misquoted, or misunderstood- or speak in a specific context.

Secondly- some bishops and priests and deacons and laymen believe they have a grasp of Catholicism, but without the true Reality of it within- and so front what their culture tells them to, or what that more radical teacher at seminary said.

With both- discussion of your scandal (harm caused by another's sin on a fellow) at this- may either clarify the issue, or save your fellows from the heresy of but one small section of the church- acting in isolation from truth.

Now- a small amount of good in an evil organization has an evil effect- in justifying and maintaining the evil, but a small amount of evil in a good organization- while it should be cleaved off- does not always affect the working of the whole- and it is God who works in the Divine Magisterium, and in the Sacraments- the mortal state of the worker of these- is not needed to be safe for them to work.

As even the Early church said- the feet are not to be the head of the church-
yet, the bishops will have to answer for how they pruned the flock of God.

It is those guilty of sin, or who are silent about this- who partake fully in it.

Admittadly the Church, in western society- has in some places a deadly cancer-

But organizations like Opus Dei, and like internet apolostates, and the Vatican website- are there- but we must not rely on others solely to grow us- we must ourselves research the truth, even as the inspiring Catechism of Baltemore- tells us to!

-Marc Aupiais