"...under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness, all we want from you are the kicks you've given us..." is the kind of "Motorcycle Emptiness" expressed by Manic Street Preachers. I got something similar today... to visit a cosmetic exhibition in Villepinte, I went to the fairground by motorcycle for the first time in France to test the speed on the highway. An experience quite different from riding on bicycle indeed. Surfing (and bumpering too...the road in Paris have such kind of character) on the highway was like emptying the soul. Speeding seems a way to reconfigure the inner part of the body, where you feel yourself. At the moment when the strong wind is all around you, there was a kind of hollowing-out effect where my soul does not really want to bother anything else. This kind of feeling is different from the one on a roller-coaster. In the amusement park, the kind of amusement is too artificial and cold. The effect is just so mindless and aimless. When you leave the park, you get actually nothing. The joy on a bike is something more. Instead of the strong force, it is the lightness of tranquility inside the body that gives me a relaxing mind. Adapting the "adverse" surrounding, I felt like insulated from the world just in a second. A way to meditate? Perhaps...
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