2017年2月27日 星期一

外放

沒有上工的日子
會帶Hachi到處跑
孔廟旁的忠義國小操場  在夜裡  可以看見星星

成大的下午  有練習棒球的學生  偶或遇到玩橄欖球的兩個大男生
Hachi會想跟它們的"大球"玩
也有各自帶來  在朱銘的太極旁玩耍的狗狗主人們

帶上Hachi的小熊娃娃
我和牠  也練著傳接球  touch down, 高飛球接殺, 滾地球  接殺
Hachi和我  在偌大的草場  玩著

2017年2月25日 星期六

The Big Short - Adam McKay

導演Adam Mckay在"The Big Short"電影
敘述故事的方式  有著紀錄片的影子  片段的剪接
交錯著  影像和Mark Twain, 村上春樹"1Q84"小說的文字  有趣著
直視觀眾的演員獨白  讓我想起Sally Potter的"Orlando"電影裡的
Tilda Swinton
是Brad Pitt的自我存在感  散漫了整部影片的氛圍

2017年2月24日 星期五

City of Stars - Ryan Gosling

City of stars
Are you shining just for me
City of stars
There’s so much that I can’t see

Who knew
Is this the start of something wonderful
Or one more dream that I cannot make true

2017年2月23日 星期四

perception - Henri Bergson

to perceive means to immobilize......., we seize, in the act of perception, something which outruns perception itself.

2017年2月21日 星期二

莊子 - 莊周

入遊其樊而無感其名,入則鳴,不入則止

詩經 鄭風

清人在彭,駟介旁旁。二矛重英,河上乎翱翔。 
清人在消,駟介麃麃。二矛重喬,河上乎逍遙。
清人在軸,駟介陶陶。左旋右抽,中軍作好。

2017年2月19日 星期日

Hachi的等待

清晨  天未亮時的陰冷
我起身煮了5粒水餃

手沖  耶加雪夫咖啡
Hachi等待著  我
不理會我的  等著我

沒法  必須工作的自己
是沒能帶牠到成大棒球場跑步的
9個小時後
飛奔  聽見Hcachi嗚嗚地  低聲

開門
牠興奮地往我身上撲
前前  後後地跟著我
緊緊地

帥小狗  Hachi

寂境 - 郭英聲

攝影是我視覺的經驗與眼睛的回憶
我喜歡城市中景物裡的情緒
一種不經意地看見

2017年2月17日 星期五

以後別做朋友 - 蕭敬騰

習慣聽你分享生活細節
害怕破壞完美的平衡點
保持著距離一顆心的遙遠
我的寂寞你就聽不見

我走回從前你往未來飛
遇見對的人錯過交叉點
明明你就已經站在我面前
我卻不斷揮手說再見

以後別做朋友 朋友不能牽手
想愛你的衝動 我只能笑著帶過
最好的朋友 有些夢 不能說出口
就不用承擔 會失去你的心痛

劃一個安全的天空界線
誰都不准為我們掉眼淚

放棄好好愛一個人的機會
要看著你幸福到永遠

以後別做朋友 朋友不能牽手
想愛你的衝動 我只能笑著帶過
最好的朋友 有些夢 不能說出口
就不用承擔 會失去你的心痛

忍住失控 太折磨 我自作自受
回憶都是我 好不了的傷口

以後還是朋友 還是你最懂我
我們有始有終 就走到世界盡頭
永遠的朋友 祝福我 遇見愛以後
不會再懦弱 緊緊握住那雙手

2017年2月16日 星期四

法華經 - 鳩摩羅什

究竟涅槃  常寂滅相

2017年2月14日 星期二

無聲

痛苦到了極點是無聲的……
- Augeste Rodin

The Dot and the Line – Norton Juster

But be soon grew tired of self- decpeption
and decided that perhaps the squiggly line
might have the answer at all.

“ I lack spontaneity. I must learn to let go,
to be free, to express the inner passionate me.”

2017年2月11日 星期六

I never talk to strangers - Tom Waits

Bartender, I'd like a Manhattan please

Stop me if you've heard this one
But I feel as though we've met before
Perhaps I am mistaken
But it's just that I remind you of
Someone you used to care about
Oh, but that was long ago
Now tell me, do you really think I'd fall for that old line
I was not born just yesterday
Besides, I never talk to strangers anyway

Hell, I ain't a bad guy when you get to know me
I just thought there ain't no harm
Hey, yeah, just try minding your own business, bud
Who asked you to annoy me
With your sad, sad repartee?
Besides I never talk to strangers anyway

Your life's a dime-store novel
This town is full of guys like you
And you're looking for someone to take the place of her
You must be reading my mail
And you're bitter 'cause he left you
That's why you're drinkin' in this bar
Well, only suckers fall in love with perfect strangers

It always takes one to know one, stranger
Maybe we're just wiser now
Yeah, and been around that block so many times
That we don't notice
That we're all just perfect strangers
As long as we ignore
That we all begin as strangers
Just before we find
We really aren't strangers anymore


Aw, you don't look like such a chump (aw, hey baby)

2017年2月10日 星期五

Nightfall - Octavio Paz

What sustains it,
half-open, the clarity of nightfall,
the light let loose in the gardens?


All the branches,
conquered by the weight of birds,
lean toward the darkness.


Pure, self-absorbed moments
still gleam
on the fences.


Recieving night,
the groves become
hushed fountains.


A bird falls,
the grass grows dark,
edges blur, lime is black,
the world is less credible.

2017年2月7日 星期二

“奢侈 · 寧靜和享樂” - Sempé

回去吧! 風向改了

楞伽經 卷一

名相覺想  自性二相  正智如如  是則成相

2017年2月6日 星期一

American Pie - Don Maclean

A long long time ago
I can still remember how
That music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while


But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step


I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
So


Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die

This'll be the day that I die

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?


Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues


I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin'


Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die


Now, for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But, that's not how it used to be


When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me


Oh and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned


And while Lennon read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singin'


Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die


Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast


It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast


Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance


'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
We started singin'


Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die


Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again


So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the devil's only friend


Oh and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan's spell


And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singin'


Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die


I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away


I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play


And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken


And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died
And they were singing


Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die


They were singing
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die

Le mauvais vitier – Charles Baudelaire

Et, ivre de ma folie, je lui criai furieusement : La vie en beau! La vie en beau!

2017年2月5日 星期日

影像的宿命 – Jacques Rancière

一個象徵首先就是一個縮減的符號,人們可以在其上加諸精神性和靈魂;相反地,也可以將其壓抑在簡潔形式的功能上。但這兩者都有一個共同的概念核心,意即容許了所有的移置。

影像的閱讀 - John Berger

生命不是走過一片空曠的原野

2017年2月3日 星期五

海邊的卡夫卡 – 村上春樹

這片森林可以進到多深,我想試走看看,我知道那裏藏著有某種危險,然而那到底有多危險,那危險是甚麼種類的東西,我想親眼去確認,以肌膚自己去感受,我不能不這樣做,有甚麼在背後驅使我這樣做

風見雞 - 陳昇

這個季節的風啊是往那個方向吹 你站在高高的屋上是否能聽見
風裡有我滿滿的鄉愁 淹沒了許多 我們年少的時候曾有過的許諾

如果有那麼一天揚起了風雪你要學會躲開
看見你已經疲憊的穿上了滿身的斑駁
我夢中的故鄉在霧霾裡甦醒 它已不是我 記憶中的模樣

曾經有過的懷疑 你不要再提起 我異鄉人的身影漸漸的清晰
母親為我買了一張單程的車票 但是我嚮往的風兒往那裡吹
也許我應該相信風中的殘語 母親在革命的激情裡被狂人綁架而去
突然發覺自己已不再哭泣 除了思念如今我已一無所有

那個季節的風啊為什麼都向一個方向吹
你站在高高的屋上是否能看見
風裡有西方的誘惑 淹沒了許多 年輕的時候 我們曾經有過的許諾

不曾因為我信仰的堅定而覺得偉大 只是沒有理由的愛上了孤寂
也許我習慣了自由 踩著繽紛的腳步 我認識的真理已逝去
如果有那麼一天 我隨著信念死去 讓我躺在微風徐徐金色的草原
是否我也背叛了我自己 遺忘了許多 年經的時候我們曾有許諾
啦啦啦
那個季節的風啊是往我的故鄉吹啊吹
你站在高高的屋上是否能聽見
風裡有我滿滿的鄉愁 淹沒了許多 年少的時候 我們曾有的心願
啦啦啦

2017年2月1日 星期三

Les règles de l’art - Pierre Bourdieu

真實效果」就是文學虛構所生產的這種特殊形式的信仰,其生產方式就是對所指涉的真實進行某種參照又予以否認,如此即可在拒絕知道真實狀況的同時又知道了一切