哪个地方能让人听见自己的心灵？
哪本书能让我再找回自己？
哪把吉他能唱出今生的歌？
无限的天涯，辽阔的脑海。
走在岸边，
找回自己的你，找出自己的她。
六月十三日 的那一天，大老早就起了床（5am)。不知怎么搞的，就写了这一些。。。 。。。
Thursday, June 25, 2009
One Rubber Robot Day
This note is three days late. Um, make that four.
What do you wake up for? Does anything give you reason to live another day? What do you think about when you brush your teeth in the morning? Does anyone make you breakfast? Do you even eat breakfast? Do you read the papers? Oh? For the news? Or of numbered horses and bouncing chances? Do you leave the house and kiss someone goodbye?
Do you go running after buses that goes by as fast as you behind the wheel? Do you work for someone? Is there someone you are working for? Oh? Is that so? What are you having for lunch? That's lunch? A little early for that, no? Ha. Well, I should've know better. The occasional splurge? Or the usual? What's your usual? I never knew.
Do you have a purpose? What's your purpose? Was I a purpose? Were we ever a purpose? Or were we too much to handle? Where are you going? Back to work? You forgot something. You always did, you know that? Oh? OK. OK...
Hey, uh, you wanna hang out this weekend or something? Oh, OK? No problem. What's that? Really?! What, now? Yeah, sure, I suppose... Yeah! Movie? OK. There's that one with the robot, would you mind? Cool. Oh just us? Love it... I mean, yeah, let's do it! That was nice, wasn't it? Oh wow, you got me this? Awesome! You have no idea. Seriously... Wow. I'll keep it close, always. What? Heh, yeah, I'm kinda happy today! (That day) Why did you even have to ask? (You must love me, I hope.) So uh, time to head back huh? Yeah, I had a great time too. Let's do this again. We'll do it again right? Huh? Oh, yeah, I got to go do this one thing. Too. Yup, um, sure... See you. (Yes?) Thanks for the robot! It's great! Bye! Bye...
Hey wait, what's this? Ah, thanks. Here's some mandarin oranges. Happy Chinese New Year. Again. Nice tiles you got there. Uh, all the best? See you again next year maybe suppose probably. Bye. Bye...
Oh that robot? It broke. I'm too clumsy (I played with it all the time), wasn't careful (I didn't want to let it go), lost it sometime (I couldn't look at it without thinking about you). So what's going on? Hey, where are you... going... Right. Of course. What was I thinking? Heh... Yeah it's late. A little too late. Should get going. No, really. No, bye. Go. Go home. Go...
What do you go back to? A home? A house? A space? A memory? Or nothing? Like nothing you have done. All the nothing you did. The nothing you did for our sakes. Poof. Too many years. Too far away. Too insignificant. Too nothing, too late. Why? Did you have to? It would've been nice, but did you? No. Thanks for nothing, I guess.
Ever wonder? Wonder what could've been? How do you go to bed? How do you fall asleep? Do you sleep? Can you even sleep? Do you sleep wondering? Do you sleep dreaming, reliving, redoing, reloving, reworking the possibilities, the... nevermind. Huh, me? Naw, I stopped long ago. Stopped the wondering, the pondering, the longing, the dreaming, the you–can't–give–us–much–but–it's–OK–we–can–do–this–I don't–blame–you–a–single–bit. Just do your thing, that's all there is to it. Screw expectations, we had none. I had none. You could've at least tried. But you didn't. Yeah, I left it in that bin where the robot went. You might have to look for it a little bit. Might be hard. Ask around, you might find it. Maybe inside. Yeah, look inside. Maybe the robot ended up there, inside you. I hope you find it maybe. Maybe.
But it's OK. really. Oh, cos you are the robot see? The rubber robot. That's what you are. And no, I don't have the robot with me anymore, like I told you. It's in the bin, and I don't quite remember which bin. If you wanna look, look inside, inside you. You might find it once again. But do you want to? Maybe you won't dare to look. Well, it's OK. Nevermind. Hope you had a nice day. As nice as rubber robot day. Because that's all there is and all that it'll ever be. For me.
I think I'm forgetting something. But hmm. then again, there's nothing to remember. Heh. Nevermind.
From me. For you. Happy F. Day.
What do you wake up for? Does anything give you reason to live another day? What do you think about when you brush your teeth in the morning? Does anyone make you breakfast? Do you even eat breakfast? Do you read the papers? Oh? For the news? Or of numbered horses and bouncing chances? Do you leave the house and kiss someone goodbye?
Do you go running after buses that goes by as fast as you behind the wheel? Do you work for someone? Is there someone you are working for? Oh? Is that so? What are you having for lunch? That's lunch? A little early for that, no? Ha. Well, I should've know better. The occasional splurge? Or the usual? What's your usual? I never knew.
Do you have a purpose? What's your purpose? Was I a purpose? Were we ever a purpose? Or were we too much to handle? Where are you going? Back to work? You forgot something. You always did, you know that? Oh? OK. OK...
Hey, uh, you wanna hang out this weekend or something? Oh, OK? No problem. What's that? Really?! What, now? Yeah, sure, I suppose... Yeah! Movie? OK. There's that one with the robot, would you mind? Cool. Oh just us? Love it... I mean, yeah, let's do it! That was nice, wasn't it? Oh wow, you got me this? Awesome! You have no idea. Seriously... Wow. I'll keep it close, always. What? Heh, yeah, I'm kinda happy today! (That day) Why did you even have to ask? (You must love me, I hope.) So uh, time to head back huh? Yeah, I had a great time too. Let's do this again. We'll do it again right? Huh? Oh, yeah, I got to go do this one thing. Too. Yup, um, sure... See you. (Yes?) Thanks for the robot! It's great! Bye! Bye...
Hey wait, what's this? Ah, thanks. Here's some mandarin oranges. Happy Chinese New Year. Again. Nice tiles you got there. Uh, all the best? See you again next year maybe suppose probably. Bye. Bye...
Oh that robot? It broke. I'm too clumsy (I played with it all the time), wasn't careful (I didn't want to let it go), lost it sometime (I couldn't look at it without thinking about you). So what's going on? Hey, where are you... going... Right. Of course. What was I thinking? Heh... Yeah it's late. A little too late. Should get going. No, really. No, bye. Go. Go home. Go...
What do you go back to? A home? A house? A space? A memory? Or nothing? Like nothing you have done. All the nothing you did. The nothing you did for our sakes. Poof. Too many years. Too far away. Too insignificant. Too nothing, too late. Why? Did you have to? It would've been nice, but did you? No. Thanks for nothing, I guess.
Ever wonder? Wonder what could've been? How do you go to bed? How do you fall asleep? Do you sleep? Can you even sleep? Do you sleep wondering? Do you sleep dreaming, reliving, redoing, reloving, reworking the possibilities, the... nevermind. Huh, me? Naw, I stopped long ago. Stopped the wondering, the pondering, the longing, the dreaming, the you–can't–give–us–much–but–it's–OK–we–can–do–this–I don't–blame–you–a–single–bit. Just do your thing, that's all there is to it. Screw expectations, we had none. I had none. You could've at least tried. But you didn't. Yeah, I left it in that bin where the robot went. You might have to look for it a little bit. Might be hard. Ask around, you might find it. Maybe inside. Yeah, look inside. Maybe the robot ended up there, inside you. I hope you find it maybe. Maybe.
But it's OK. really. Oh, cos you are the robot see? The rubber robot. That's what you are. And no, I don't have the robot with me anymore, like I told you. It's in the bin, and I don't quite remember which bin. If you wanna look, look inside, inside you. You might find it once again. But do you want to? Maybe you won't dare to look. Well, it's OK. Nevermind. Hope you had a nice day. As nice as rubber robot day. Because that's all there is and all that it'll ever be. For me.
I think I'm forgetting something. But hmm. then again, there's nothing to remember. Heh. Nevermind.
From me. For you. Happy F. Day.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
What will you make of it?
Life is a mess
Plans unravel, hopes dash
But from these fragments
We are to seek perfection
Life is beautiful
The broken restored, the lost found
But in that place where all is good
We find our imperfection
Plans unravel, hopes dash
But from these fragments
We are to seek perfection
Life is beautiful
The broken restored, the lost found
But in that place where all is good
We find our imperfection
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