Thursday, July 26, 2007

《Forgotten》



證明。

我枯槁的意志再次因仁慈而柔腸寸斷,
藉吸吮一口苦菸,嚐一次血淚的腥甜。

那根針始終懸在心上,僅需小於一厘米的力道,從回憶的深度穿入,
縫滿傷口邊緣,如螞蟻般標註著一記難忍痛楚的記號。

橫渡記憶的兩年,多久才夠?
使勁拋出的回力鏢,再次擊中心臟─
是你!


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Tuesday, July 24, 2007

《無秩的領土》



想像針插進心臟,測量痛苦的指數,是一種準則。

但事物總並不在妳認知的範圍以內,孤獨的極致妳尚未領略,純粹只是抵達封閉的狀態而已,尚不足以釐清很多事,如同見不著光,妳無法辨視何謂黑暗。

花了很長的時間適應人群,但萬中選一的模組仍只是個贗品,摘掉Label跟價錢,剩下的再與腐臭的垃圾爭寵,連妳自己都挑三撿四地被別人評斷,好了,妳不如一雙棄屣能夠得到尊嚴啊,拍賣會結束,大家可以收工清算自己的報酬。

那些換得了什麼? 還有什麼比生命更有價值?

所以妳在夢裡死去好幾回,幽魂折返探望妳是否無恙。
「給我一點知覺罷! 縱使是一根針!」

電影結束,發黃的牆面刻簡短的手寫字:
「在漫長的歲月中,我們不是偶爾垂淚?」

原來在黑暗的領土裡,我的醜陋才得以滋養,
任世界在黑洞中毀滅吧,在音樂割破的聲線中爆炸!

妳需要的不是完整的人性,而是以一種極優雅的姿態怒吼。
I will pray for my evil.

我,又重新找到了呼吸的方式
各自以荊棘的樣態貪婪地滋長著─

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Wednesday, July 18, 2007

《All Start》



I felt so exhausted, beside of my willing that going on to a strangely road.
“Did it fun?”
“I don’t know yet”
I got to know what I need to figured out.
What could make me feel exciting?
How long I will quite to play the role in the unreal life?

You must say:” you’ll never stop!”
I admit myself to ignore these regulations by the One,
I am not my shadow, even while I looking at the mirror!

Watching this world by my cold eyes or warmly heart,
yelling or laughing, crying or having no feeling,
these are really what I do so hard to!

Catch your dream before you left at it, or you can’t see what it looks like.
Let’s all start!

Friday, July 13, 2007

《Run Away》




「我與這具驅殼,似乎沒有太大的關聯。」
「我認識它嗎?」

藏在驅殼底下,認真地去翻翻撿撿,縱使爛泥也是一物,但我卻撲了空。
原來我疏離的不是人群,是自己!

多可怕的一件事實。

向來只向他人索求存在感,在宇宙中尋求軸心轉動自己的快樂,
到後來呈顯疲態,放棄了音樂、放棄了生活、放棄了遠點,
只扒著眼前不盡豐盛的美景,貪求短暫的興奮喜悅,
取悅所有自己愛上的玩偶,上演現實的肥皂劇。

到頭來,我只是一個平庸的人。

因極度快樂而罪惡、因麻木不仁而存活
請好好認識,我究竟是這樣的人,將慢性地還原更醜陋卻真實的表情,
正在對著世界學習擺出最稱職的微笑。

I am sorry about that what I am.

Friday, July 06, 2007

《True or Fault》




Once Rey who is my teacher said:
“Please make mistakes.”

I hate cliché, but this time I got the point.
“How could you realize what the truth is before you didn’t make mistakes?”
He’s right.

All we human beings have guilty.
He’s so selfish that could protect him to get away from hurts.
Innocence is every thing; you are the one who was sacrificed.

About love, how do you think it be true or fault?
“Please make mistakes.”
Unless something he did without let you know, that would be true.
But, what’s reality?
Who knows!

By the way,
Never try to find me, or searching about me.
I’ve make a mistake, please don’t do it again.
Life always tells a lie if you like.
You just be cheated by a joke.

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