My stay at the Mittag-Leffler Institute (in the suburb of Stockholm) comes to its end. I spent there almost two months. It is difficult to express how wonderful this period was without feeling sadness. It seems that I was free to think. No. I should rather say that I felt freedom.\u00a0 In the core of the library, hidding in the tower, and surrounded by old books, sitting at the piano, walking on the coast, listening to the whisperings of a melting sea breaking the perfect reflection of a nordic sky.<\/p>\n
After tomorrow, I will be back to the \u00ab\u00a0real world\u00a0\u00bb. But, aren’t dreams more real than reality? Probably, I will continue to live in a dream of life, and try to share the same dream with others. Until when? Will I see again this island and its surprising inhabitants? Who knows?<\/p>\n
I feel as if I were abandoning a temporary love. But I did not only like the people I met there, I also liked the time<\/em> we spent together discussing about mathematics. Mathematics is entangled in<\/em> eternity<\/em>, and when we think together in<\/em> time<\/em>, we experience our true nature.<\/p>\n Six years ago, I got the same impression when I was about to leave. I was not only leaving a charming house and beautiful people: I was also leaving an old me behind and about to (re)discover extraordinary people. Without dying to myself, I would have probably been unable to contemplate the touching spectacle of human relationships. This time, which beauty will I meet? Will \u00ab\u00a0I\u00a0\u00bb be, in six years?<\/p>\n My ephemeral boat is waiting on a poisoned river, under the laws of a crystalline sky.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" My stay at the Mittag-Leffler Institute (in the suburb of Stockholm) comes to its end. I spent there almost two months. It is difficult to express how wonderful this period was without feeling sadness. It seems that I was free to think. No. I should rather say that I felt freedom.\u00a0 In the core of […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":68193,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-philosophie"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.univ-angers.fr\/nicolasraymond\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.univ-angers.fr\/nicolasraymond\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.univ-angers.fr\/nicolasraymond\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.univ-angers.fr\/nicolasraymond\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/68193"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.univ-angers.fr\/nicolasraymond\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=18"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/blog.univ-angers.fr\/nicolasraymond\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":25,"href":"https:\/\/blog.univ-angers.fr\/nicolasraymond\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18\/revisions\/25"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.univ-angers.fr\/nicolasraymond\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.univ-angers.fr\/nicolasraymond\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.univ-angers.fr\/nicolasraymond\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}