星期二, 3月 29, 2005
星期日, 3月 27, 2005
星期日, 3月 20, 2005
星期五, 3月 18, 2005
星期二, 3月 15, 2005
星期一, 3月 14, 2005
這個深夜我在舊居中燒信
紛飛-13/3/2005
我們討論規條
生活模式的改造
我們唯一質疑恆久不變
一切不復昔日
讀你的信
你說
曾經我們共渡的時光
總像過得很快
那時
我曾經以為我們會一起看著這個城市
從光明走到黑暗
從青春走到白頭
但是
傾城之戀不是告訴我們了
一切都回不去了
我什麼都不擁有
若果要尋找生活意義
我只願生命短暫美麗
我們討論規條
生活模式的改造
我們唯一質疑恆久不變
一切不復昔日
讀你的信
你說
曾經我們共渡的時光
總像過得很快
那時
我曾經以為我們會一起看著這個城市
從光明走到黑暗
從青春走到白頭
但是
傾城之戀不是告訴我們了
一切都回不去了
我什麼都不擁有
若果要尋找生活意義
我只願生命短暫美麗
星期日, 3月 13, 2005
星期六, 3月 12, 2005
reconstruction
i almost fall into tiny pieces
please put me all together
and reform my world into brittle stars of many colors
please put me all together
and reform my world into brittle stars of many colors
星期五, 3月 11, 2005
什麼是愛
迷醉美麗
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A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:
* "When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca - age 8
* "When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4
* "Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." Karl - age 5
* "Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy -age 6
* "Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."Terri - age 4
* "Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7
* "Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss" Emily - age 8
* "Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." Bobby - age 7
* "If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate." Nikka - age 6
* "Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." Noelle - age 7
* "Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6
* "During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." Cindy - age 8
* "My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare - age 6
* "Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine-age 5
* "Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." Chris - age 7
* "Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age 4
* "I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4
* "When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." Karen - age 7
* "Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross." Mark - age 6
* "You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget." Jessica - age 8
And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.
The winner was a four-year-old child whose next-door neighbour was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbour, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."
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原來我們都久違了愛．
她說愛就是committment．簡單直接．
他苦口婆心的對愛除了用心．還要用多點腦．
她說playboy視愛情就如食buffet.
他們說他所謂的關心不過是戲言
p.s.嗚謝phy．別後我抬起頭看天．有許多星星在閃爍．我終感到厚重的愛
比．我要借用你的豪氣．讓我也宣告這個遊戲我不玩了．我操．壁玉．我們改天去食buffet (metaphor)
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A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:
* "When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca - age 8
* "When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4
* "Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." Karl - age 5
* "Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy -age 6
* "Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."Terri - age 4
* "Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7
* "Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss" Emily - age 8
* "Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." Bobby - age 7
* "If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate." Nikka - age 6
* "Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." Noelle - age 7
* "Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6
* "During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." Cindy - age 8
* "My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare - age 6
* "Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine-age 5
* "Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." Chris - age 7
* "Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age 4
* "I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4
* "When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." Karen - age 7
* "Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross." Mark - age 6
* "You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget." Jessica - age 8
And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.
The winner was a four-year-old child whose next-door neighbour was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbour, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."
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原來我們都久違了愛．
她說愛就是committment．簡單直接．
他苦口婆心的對愛除了用心．還要用多點腦．
她說playboy視愛情就如食buffet.
他們說他所謂的關心不過是戲言
p.s.嗚謝phy．別後我抬起頭看天．有許多星星在閃爍．我終感到厚重的愛
比．我要借用你的豪氣．讓我也宣告這個遊戲我不玩了．我操．壁玉．我們改天去食buffet (metaphor)
星期四, 3月 10, 2005
Hyde Park回憶
rory
這些天來
我很想念海德公園
和親愛的rory
" Sigh.
It sounds like we are both stuck in a blue meanie at the moment. I will cross my fingers and blow dandelion clocks and make wishes that things will get better on your side of the ocean if you will do the same for me.
What I need is some sunshine and a long walk through Hyde Park with Bambi's hand in mine.
Close your eyes and hold tight for better times.
Rx"
Next time when i see dandelion i will blow a wish for you for you
這些天來
我很想念海德公園
和親愛的rory
" Sigh.
It sounds like we are both stuck in a blue meanie at the moment. I will cross my fingers and blow dandelion clocks and make wishes that things will get better on your side of the ocean if you will do the same for me.
What I need is some sunshine and a long walk through Hyde Park with Bambi's hand in mine.
Close your eyes and hold tight for better times.
Rx"
Next time when i see dandelion i will blow a wish for you for you
星期一, 3月 07, 2005
星期日, 3月 06, 2005
don't ask me to explain my obession
'they were carried on in a language that does not exist, a language so simple, so direct, so transparent, that words were useless. it was not a silent language either, as is often used in communication with the "higher beings." it was a language of clamor and tumult - the heart's clamor, the heart's tumult' miller - plexus p.
inbetween the space of the universe there is only me and the wall
deartherearemanytimesiwanttoreachyoureachyoulike
thereisonlyaspacefor
theanttocrawl
between
usbutiputatoughwallbetweenusthereyouleavemeallalonein
thedarknessistarted
tovanishintothe
vacant
dustivanishtoflattermyselfmorebutifailithoughtiwillsucceedbutifail
iyearntoreach
youandirealizei
crave
foreverythingofyouthatnoonewilleverrequestofyouihate
myselfihatemyselfsinking
deepintothe
blues
iftomorrowitstheendoftheworldionlywanttoliveindreamsbut
idonotevendare
todreamijustmake
myself
afoolijustfoolmyselfallthetimeiwishyouhavetheearstohear
iwishyouhavemyheart
toperceivemei
wish
youknowmeknowingmyfragilityandmycommittedsoul
butthereyougoyou
shutyourdoorwedrag
we
falllikethebutterflieslightlyknockmeoveryoubringmedownyoulet
medownyoushineyousmile
everytime
iseeyouitslikeabrandnewstartofourdaysbutiknowyoudonot
needmeanymoreourwavesdonotgo
togetherdonotformthesamecircledonotformashapewhich
uniteeachotheriknowiwillforever
return
toyoubuticannotwaitanylongermyemptinessisgonnaburnmeover
itsgonnasealmeupmyloveto
you
iswaytooheavyicannolongerbreatheinicannolonger
liedownjusttohaveanicesleepiwishtoclose
my
eyesjusttoleavemydirtyworldletmeslideletmeslipawayletme
burnmyselfinsheermadnessyou
are
thewallthatshutmeinyouarethewalltheleadme
nowhereyouarethewallthattakesmeinto
confusion
ifidietonightwillyouholdmyhandwillyoutellmeyoustill
careirememberthedayyourworriedface
youtoldmehowmuchyoucareyoutoldmeyouwillwaitfor
meyoutoldmewearemadeforeach
otheri
misstheolddayiknowthereisnotimelikeyesterday
imdancingonmyowninthelittleflameof
desire
canulightmeupgivemealittlepushandtellmedear
itllbealrightpleaselietomeitwillbealright
thereisonlyaspacefor
theanttocrawl
between
usbutiputatoughwallbetweenusthereyouleavemeallalonein
thedarknessistarted
tovanishintothe
vacant
dustivanishtoflattermyselfmorebutifailithoughtiwillsucceedbutifail
iyearntoreach
youandirealizei
crave
foreverythingofyouthatnoonewilleverrequestofyouihate
myselfihatemyselfsinking
deepintothe
blues
iftomorrowitstheendoftheworldionlywanttoliveindreamsbut
idonotevendare
todreamijustmake
myself
afoolijustfoolmyselfallthetimeiwishyouhavetheearstohear
iwishyouhavemyheart
toperceivemei
wish
youknowmeknowingmyfragilityandmycommittedsoul
butthereyougoyou
shutyourdoorwedrag
we
falllikethebutterflieslightlyknockmeoveryoubringmedownyoulet
medownyoushineyousmile
everytime
iseeyouitslikeabrandnewstartofourdaysbutiknowyoudonot
needmeanymoreourwavesdonotgo
togetherdonotformthesamecircledonotformashapewhich
uniteeachotheriknowiwillforever
return
toyoubuticannotwaitanylongermyemptinessisgonnaburnmeover
itsgonnasealmeupmyloveto
you
iswaytooheavyicannolongerbreatheinicannolonger
liedownjusttohaveanicesleepiwishtoclose
my
eyesjusttoleavemydirtyworldletmeslideletmeslipawayletme
burnmyselfinsheermadnessyou
are
thewallthatshutmeinyouarethewalltheleadme
nowhereyouarethewallthattakesmeinto
confusion
ifidietonightwillyouholdmyhandwillyoutellmeyoustill
careirememberthedayyourworriedface
youtoldmehowmuchyoucareyoutoldmeyouwillwaitfor
meyoutoldmewearemadeforeach
otheri
misstheolddayiknowthereisnotimelikeyesterday
imdancingonmyowninthelittleflameof
desire
canulightmeupgivemealittlepushandtellmedear
itllbealrightpleaselietomeitwillbealright
星期五, 3月 04, 2005
letter never sent
the french sea
will u forget me day after day
as if i am the starfish sinking deep down to the bottom
will u forget me day after day
as if i am the starfish sinking deep down to the bottom
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