Wednesday, November 20, 2013

thorn.

Perhaps people don’t understand the meaning of thorn on the rose.

They think the thorn is used for defense.
Even more people see that as a symbol of her difficulty.

Think she is different, the rose.

The truth is,
the delicacy of her petals compels and puts a spell.

The truth is,
she is too naïve and tolerated.

With no consideration and separation,
she freely opens up to those who flock to her titillating beauty.


Perhaps she thought that is a way to get along with this world.


In order to make more people feel her wholehearted,
rose, she uses love to purify jam.
She brings dew to extract as aroma.

She even yells out :
“My petals!
Can refreshing your skin! “

After getting the guarantee from the rose,
The greedy ones provoke her limitation with impoliteness.
Taking advantage of her goodness.

Taking,

Taking,

and taking,

like a new born.



They take it madly,
like it never meets the end.




Empty.


She realized,
What left for her is just the debris of the heart.


She is so lonely,
Then watching friends who got spoiled by her:
Teasing, laughing.

In a place that she can’t reach for.






The debris became her thorn.
Pricking the greedy ones.

Only the bleeding hurt.
Making her be remembered.




She was so willing to bloom splendidly for everyone.



About thorn,

She has no choice.

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

玲。

自從1953年世界大解構之後
玲 就再也沒展顏歡笑過
不 應該說 為生活中假笑的機會很多
但真正發自內心地那種歡笑
PAS DU TOUT

玲在想 究竟世界大解構
和它的笑容有何詭譎關係?

她想破了頭也找不到滿意的答案
每個想法都像是藉口 牽強而強辭奪理
可以確定的是
那個失去的笑容不會再回來了

所謂的失去 就是這麼回事吧
玲想著。
不過連她自己也訝異的是
她今天異常平靜沉著
在思考這些問題的時候

有些人會不願意承認自己的悲傷
因為把自己赤裸裸 太丟臉了

但玲向來不是

她通常不去思考自己的情緒表現
因為那太累人

所以當她不是處在悲傷憂愁中的時候
就是