三年了....那时的心情写照, 还清晰的很。
Friday, March 1, 2013
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
忙。玩。
好久没在这儿留笔。自去年,一桩接一桩的工作,忙得不可开交。压力是不停得加升,心情自然好不起来。假日连拖带滚的回到办公室,每天做到天昏地暗,感觉好像衰老了十年。
奇怪的是,也不明白,明知会做到这么累,当初坑都没坑一声就接下工作。但一心只想到这个是部门得完成的一宗档案。能力行的话,咬紧牙根,一起挨过去。可,中途发现不是每个人都一样的想法, 自己反而觉得像一个白痴。
所以琐碎就一字不提,不然好话没几句。
但被逼到角落时,也领悟到了,命只有一条,不可能就这样白白浪费掉。
走过来了,也应该豁然坦荡起来。
但再也不了。不要这么作贱自己,别把自己搞得这么累。今年我要出去玩~!
奇怪的是,也不明白,明知会做到这么累,当初坑都没坑一声就接下工作。但一心只想到这个是部门得完成的一宗档案。能力行的话,咬紧牙根,一起挨过去。可,中途发现不是每个人都一样的想法, 自己反而觉得像一个白痴。
所以琐碎就一字不提,不然好话没几句。
但被逼到角落时,也领悟到了,命只有一条,不可能就这样白白浪费掉。
走过来了,也应该豁然坦荡起来。
但再也不了。不要这么作贱自己,别把自己搞得这么累。今年我要出去玩~!
Friday, February 1, 2013
Fairy Tales
I had a conversation once about why fairy tales, still in their most original gory versions, are read to children as bedtime stories. Wouldn't it give them too much sense of violence to young forming minds?
The answer I got, or at least what I remember of it - they give the child, a sense of what was right or wrong about the world at its starkest, the sense of safety at its eventuality, when the threat was eventually removed or if the character reach their fated end, when justice was achieved, when a lesson is learnt after the protagonist completes his or her journey. And that helps the young child to learn about the principles of his world in his formative years.
Perhaps we should ban the Disney adaptations - too much glossing over the unsavoury details in today's society, that we forget that life is at its truest, is like the fairy tale of yore, violent, unforgiving, and not bright colours and cutesy as what we expect to be.
The answer I got, or at least what I remember of it - they give the child, a sense of what was right or wrong about the world at its starkest, the sense of safety at its eventuality, when the threat was eventually removed or if the character reach their fated end, when justice was achieved, when a lesson is learnt after the protagonist completes his or her journey. And that helps the young child to learn about the principles of his world in his formative years.
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Perhaps we should ban the Disney adaptations - too much glossing over the unsavoury details in today's society, that we forget that life is at its truest, is like the fairy tale of yore, violent, unforgiving, and not bright colours and cutesy as what we expect to be.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Newton Faulkner - Teardrop
Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Fearless on my breath
Gentle impulsion
Shakes me, makes me lighter
Fearless on my breath
Teardrops on the fire
Fearless on my breath
Teardrops on the fire
Fearless on my breath
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Sometimes, some people may just make some random comment, and thereafter forget that they have ever said those words at all.
Yet, the message get stuck on the recipient. And gets played over and over again.
Like how somebody just told me that no matter how one can worry or stress, the thing will come and pass, just like that. Not like any amount of worry or stress will make it go away.
And this little nugget kept tossing around my mind since then; still waiting for it to take root thought.
Talk about being mindfucked. But in a good way I guess.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
幽兰
前几天,为一群友人在家里搞了个聚会,聊的天南地北,说到我水盆是我人缘桃花的风水位,风水师叮咛得摆几盆花来增进增进点。
没想到,两天后,其中一位逛Ikea时,就顺便买了一盆兰花送我。
之前,都没真的养过任何花草的。兰花,印象中好想没那么容易照料,万一死掉了,还在风水位,不是赔了夫人又折兵?没法,上网略查了一下,其实即容易,但也满讲究。
容易 - 不用每天浇水,每个月施肥一次。
讲究 - 要注意沥水(最好是用雨水浇水),以防根部浸烂。不能暴晒,但也要阳光足够。看到一篇网页还讲到,如果能效仿兰花在热带雨林凉风习习,有风中摇奕的感觉最好。
心想,不简单的一株兰花,怎么和我一样龟毛 - 总体来讲还满随便,但其中还满挑剔和计较。
又游览了一会,读到孔子特喜爱兰花,为了兰花所代表的特质。所谓 “芝兰生于深谷,不以无人而不芳;君子修道立德,不为困穷而改节”。
那时,自己感慨的说道:飘逸兰花, 没赏识者,兰花依旧清贵优雅。严蓄寒冬,只为蕴含它再度绽放的魅力。
可能友人真的买对了。
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
The Road Not Taken
- Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And look down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
because it was grassy and wanted wear;
though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two road diverged in a wood and I -
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Still meandering along.
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