Writtings

On the Weakening of the Conspiracist Religion

In a previous text, I attempted to describe the deep causes behind the accelerated spread, over the past two or three decades, of what I call the conspiracist religion. The expression is not a stylistic flourish: it conveys the idea that we are not dealing merely with a scattering of beliefs, but with a structured…

On the Culture of Contribution

Taxation. It is rare that a single word concentrates so much tension. Taxation is almost always evoked as a burden, a constraint, a levy on what each person believes they have earned by the sweat of their brow. It appears as a pure loss, seldom as an opportunity. And yet no society has ever survived…

On the Obstacles to Introducing Psychology Education from Primary School

If psychology education seems to me today one of the most essential disciplines to introduce from primary school onward, it would be naïve to imagine that such a reform could come about easily. The reasons are many, profound, often rooted in the very structure of our institutions and in the social forces that traverse our…

On the Necessity of Teaching Psychology from Primary School Onward

When I try to identify what is most lacking in our societies in the face of the peculiar challenges of our age, I invariably return to the same observation: what is missing is not only a material resource, nor even a technical skill, but a form of fundamental education. Not education in the general sense—for…

On My Pseudonym

I write under the name ThresholdHuman. This choice is neither a whim nor a decorative mask. It is a philosophical decision, a methodological tool, and a discipline of relation with the reader. I wanted a name that would say the era I inhabit and the place where I stand: on the threshold. A threshold of…

On Conspiracism

For several years, I have nurtured a genuine passion for conspiracism. I use the word with care, for it is less a fascination with the stories themselves than with what they reveal about our time. I see in it the equivalent of a new religion, born in a world where the old dogmas are faltering,…

On Nonviolence and Nonhumiliation

There are ways to make a human being bend: physical constraint, threat, fear. All of these fall under violence. But there is another way, more insidious and sometimes more destructive still: humiliation. It is a weapon that does not always leave visible traces, but that strikes directly at dignity, that breaks self-confidence, that locks one…

On Curiosity and Honesty

I am on holiday in Loire-Atlantique, running this morning along the beach, under a gentle sun, with only the cries of seagulls as background noise. Running often brings moments of free thought. And suddenly I realize that I have never written about curiosity and honesty. This surprises me, almost stuns me. Why? Because the project…

On Running

I have been running for a long time. I started around the age of fifteen, but for years it was an irregular practice: once a week, sometimes less, often interrupted by long periods of silence. Yet running remained one of those persistent resolutions I carried from year to year, like a wish never fulfilled. On…

On Fictions

We are the living that has become conscious of itself, and this consciousness does not leave us in peace. It drives us to seek order in what would otherwise seem chaotic. We connect the scattered points of our experiences, we build chains of causes and effects, we draw mental maps that tell us where we…

On Freedom

When we place ourselves again on the scale of the cosmos, freedom as we conceive it takes on a particular relief. We are the living that has become conscious of itself, appearing on a small planet, in the spiral arm of a galaxy among hundreds of billions. We depend on extraordinarily precise conditions to breathe,…

On the Human

We are the living that has become conscious of itself. This sentence contains everything: our origin, our singularity, our vertigo. It reminds us that we did not appear outside the world, but arose from it, shaped by the same forces as the tree, the stone, or the bird. We share with all that lives the…