Friday, August 22, 2008

下一場接力,還是必須靠自己來擔

我说我这个性呵,总是觉得抱持平常心是最让人安然自在的姿态。这种心理状态由开始培养直到成了习惯,伴随了我多久我也不清楚了。渐渐地、渐渐地,“努力争取”这四个字似乎已经离我所适应的频率有点远了。

“是你的就是你的,不是你的强求也没用。”

这种不至于消极却也称不上积极的态度,让我在面临绝大多数的考验之下,总是先输了自己的那一票。这追根究底是随缘,还是放弃,我也已经找不到区分的界线了。

待人接物方面虽然还未清高到对人毫无所求,但是我老实觉得自己最善良却也最可恶的地方便是很会替别人找理由。

“其实他可能无意的。” “不能这样主观地责怪某某。” “或许她有自己的理由。” “不要紧啦!”

有时候沉淀下来想一想,我不确定这些尝试用最包容的态度去解构情况的诠释,是否真的是为了别人好,还是为了我自己好。是不是为了让自己不那么轻易地对人失望、因人而难过,我选择了相信全世界都是善良无心没有恶意的好人?每个人都有自己的故事,大家都是值得去爱的人,所以不需要去强求你们什么,也不需要去期待什么,更不需要强制你们合符我心目中所有的价值观,不是吗?

面试工作的时候,我很坦白地告诉了对方自己的弱点:I'm too soft.
对方回应:You have to change to become firm.
我只能笑。

笑着笑着,我深刻感觉到内心的无力。
一向自以为最让人感觉舒服的个性,突然成了阻挡我跨越的障碍。
我并不抗拒改变,但是改变除了必须拿出最大的勇气去“改变”之外,你也还必须拿出同等或更大的勇气来面对改变后的自己。

而我想,成长中最容易让人感到怯步的事情,就是必须突破所谓的comfort zone,来完成下一个阶段的自己。

接下来的我到底会是怎样,期待之余,也同时夹杂着丁丁点点的害怕。
但是就算呼吸再需要力气,还是必须学会沉着、沉着……

呵呵~ 好一门学问呵~~ *苦笑-ing*

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Morning Relay



谷川俊太郎 「朝のリレー」

カムチャツカの若者が
きりんの夢を見ているとき
当勘察加半岛的青年
正梦见长颈鹿的时候

メキシコの娘は
朝もやの中でバスを待っている
墨西哥的姑娘
在清晨的雾霭中等候着公车

ニューヨークの少女が
ほほえみながら寝がえりをうつとき
当纽约的少女笑意微微
在睡梦中辗转的时候

ローマの少年は
柱頭を染める朝陽にウィンクする
罗马的少年
向着爬上墙头的朝阳眨着眼睛

この地球では
いつもどこかで朝がはじまっている
在这地球之上
无论何时何地 清晨总会开始

ぼくらは朝をリレーするのだ
我们就这样展开清晨的接力

経度から経度へと
そうしていわば交替で地球を守る
从一个经度 到下一个经度
接替着守护着地球

眠る前のひととき耳をすますと
どこか遠くで目覚まし時計のベルが鳴ってる
在入睡前的一瞬侧耳倾听
就能听到远方传来闹钟的声响

それはあなたの送った朝を
誰かがしっかりと受けとめた証拠なのだ
那就是你所送走的清晨
已经有人将其抓牢并紧握的证据

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《清晨接力》,古川俊太郎著名的一首诗歌。
这种美丽温馨的意境,一遇见就爱上了。


Nescafe 还真有文学气息,这样的广告不加分都不行。


20-08-2008

在这个看起来该是属于幸运+美好的靓日子,
我的心情遭透了。


就因为那两个女人,和
一个什么也做不了的自己。

Saturday, August 9, 2008

屬於全球華人的一刻

北京奥运开幕典礼真是太太太太太太太太太好好好好好好好好好看了!!!

现在兴奋到不懂如何去形容细节了,哈哈哈哈~
只知道 感动就像鸟巢那些炫目的烟火般 在尽情绽放。到现在还是... :D




加油了,中国!
加油了,世界!

Thursday, August 7, 2008

*Something to Share*

I think this would be the longest one I've ever posted in here. Haha...
Anyway, just want to share with you guys an EXTRAORDINARY article I've read from this blog, which actually is a speech by an invited guest-of-honour to the graduating students during NTU convocation ceremony. It's quite long so perhaps you will need a little more patience and time to finish and digest. (Especially for a low-speed-reader like me. Haha!) If you don't really feel want to read it now, stop it at once. Come back again when you have sufficient time plus a peaceful mind ---- or else it'll be a complete waste.
It really does open my mind and somehow inspire me to make a right step for my next stage of life, which is so close, yet seeming so far from me now.

Foster some 'openness' in you mind before you continue. Okay, here you go:


Life and How to Survive It

I must say thank you to the faculty and staff of the Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information for inviting me to give your convocation address. It’s a wonderful honour and a privilege for me to speak here for ten minutes without fear of contradiction, defamation or retaliation. I say this as a Singaporean and more so as a husband.

My wife is a wonderful person and perfect in every way except one. She is the editor of a magazine. She corrects people for a living. She has honed her expert skills over a quarter of a century, mostly by practising at home during conversations between her and me.

On the other hand, I am a litigator. Essentially, I spend my day telling people how wrong they are. I make my living being disagreeable.

Nevertheless, there is perfect harmony in our matrimonial home. That is because when an editor and a litigator have an argument, the one who triumphs is always the wife.

And so I want to start by giving one piece of advice to the men: when you’ve already won her heart, you don’t need to win every argument.
(Yea, I agree. Haha!)

Marriage is considered one milestone of life. Some of you may already be married. Some of you may never be married. Some of you will be married. Some of you will enjoy the experience so much, you will be married many, many times. Good for you. *Laugh*

The next big milestone in your life is today: your graduation. The end of education. You’re done learning.

You’ve probably been told the big lie that “Learning is a lifelong process” and that therefore you will continue studying and taking masters’ degrees and doctorates and professorships and so on. You know the sort of people who tell you that? Teachers. Don’t you think there is some measure of conflict of interest? They are in the business of learning, after all. Where would they be without you? They need you to be repeat customers. (No wonder......)

The good news is that they’re wrong.

The bad news is that you don’t need further education because your entire life is over. It is gone. That may come as a shock to some of you. You’re in your teens or early twenties. People may tell you that you will live to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy.

I love that term: life expectancy. We all understand the term to mean the average life span of a group of people. But I’m here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what you expect from your life.

You may be very happy to know that Singapore is currently ranked as the country with the third highest life expectancy. We are behind Andorra and Japan, and tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people in those countries, and ours, live so long. We share one thing in common: our football teams are all hopeless. There’s very little danger of any of our citizens having their pulses raised by watching us play in the World Cup. Spectators are more likely to be lulled into a gentle and restful nap.

Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years. Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while Singapore women live more than five years longer, probably to take into account the additional time they need to spend in the bathroom.

So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you’ll have another 40 years to go. Four decades in which to live long and prosper.

Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they’re 50, 40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation. They would be very disappointed that they didn’t meet their life expectancy.

I’m here to tell you this. Forget about your life expectancy.

After all, it’s calculated based on an average. And you never, ever want to expect being average. (Exactly)

Revisit those expectations. You might be looking forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising a family. You are told that, as graduates, you should expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours are so much, where your responsibilities are so much.

That is what is expected of you. And if you live up to it, it will be an awful waste.

If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself. You will be living your life according to boundaries set by average people. I have nothing against average people. But no one should aspire to be them. And you don’t need years of education by the best minds in Singapore to prepare you to be average. *HAHAHA nice one*

What you should prepare for is mess. Life’s a mess. You are not entitled to expect anything from it. Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out in the end. Life happens, and you have no control over it. Good and bad things happen to you day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment. Your degree is a poor armour against fate.(shocked me!)

Don’t expect anything. Erase all life expectancies. Just live. Your life is over as of today. At this point in time, you have grown as tall as you will ever be, you are physically the fittest you will ever be in your entire life and you are probably looking the best that you will ever look. This is as good as it gets. It is all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows.

What does this mean for you? It is good that your life is over.

Since your life is over, you are free. Let me tell you the many wonderful things that you can do when you are free.

The most important is this: do not work. (wow, shocked me again!)

Work is anything that you are compelled to do. By its very nature, it is undesirable.

Work kills. The Japanese have a term “Karoshi”, which means death from overwork. That’s the most dramatic form of how work can kill. But it can also kill you in more subtle ways. If you work, then day by day, bit by bit, your soul is chipped away, disintegrating until there’s nothing left. A rock has been ground into sand and dust.

There’s a common misconception that work is necessary. You will meet people working at miserable jobs. They tell you they are “making a living”. No, they’re not. They’re dying, frittering away their fast-extinguishing lives doing things which are, at best, meaningless and, at worst, harmful.

People will tell you that work ennobles you, that work lends you a certain dignity. Work makes you free. The slogan "Arbeit macht frei" was placed at the entrances to a number of Nazi concentration camps. Utter nonsense.

Do not waste the vast majority of your life doing something you hate so that you can spend the small remainder sliver of your life in modest comfort. You may never reach that end anyway.

Resist the temptation to get a job. Instead, play. Find something you enjoy doing. Do it. Over and over again. You will become good at it for two reasons: you like it, and you do it often. Soon, that will have value in itself.

I like arguing, and I love language. So, I became a litigator. I enjoy it and I would do it for free. If I didn’t do that, I would’ve been in some other type of work that still involved writing fiction – probably a sports journalist.

So what should you do? You will find your own niche. I don’t imagine you will need to look very hard. By this time in your life, you will have a very good idea of what you will want to do. In fact, I’ll go further and say the ideal situation would be that you will not be able to stop yourself pursuing your passions. By this time you should know what your obsessions are. If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling superior, you might become a teacher.

Find that pursuit that will energise you, consume you, become an obsession. Each day, you must rise with a restless enthusiasm. If you don’t, you are working. (Get the meaning of 'working' in here already?)

Most of you will end up in activities which involve communication. To those of you I have a second message: be wary of the truth. I’m not asking you to speak it, or write it, for there are times when it is dangerous or impossible to do those things. The truth has a great capacity to offend and injure, and you will find that the closer you are to someone, the more care you must take to disguise or even conceal the truth. Often, there is great virtue in being evasive, or equivocating. There is also great skill. (Be careful. I think some people tend to get this wrong easily if you don't understand
exactly what message the speaker intended to convey.) Any child can blurt out the truth, without thought to the consequences. It takes great maturity to appreciate the value of silence.

In order to be wary of the truth, you must first know it. That requires great frankness to yourself. Never fool the person in the mirror.

I have told you that your life is over, that you should not work, and that you should avoid telling the truth. I now say this to you: be hated. (huh?)

It’s not as easy as it sounds. Do you know anyone who hates you? Yet every great figure who has contributed to the human race has been hated, not just by one person, but often by a great many. That hatred is so strong it has caused those great figures to be shunned, abused, murdered and in one famous instance, nailed to a cross.

One does not have to be evil to be hated. In fact, it’s often the case that one is hated precisely because one is trying to do right by one’s own convictions. It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions. Then one will gravitate towards the centre and settle into the average. That cannot be your role. There are a great many bad people in the world, and if you are not offending them, you must be bad yourself. Popularity is a sure sign that you are doing something wrong.

The other side of the coin is this: fall in love.

I didn’t say “be loved”. That requires too much compromise. If one changes one’s looks, personality and values, one can be loved by anyone.

Rather, I exhort you to love another human being. It may seem odd for me to tell you this. You may expect it to happen naturally, without deliberation. That is false. Modern society is anti-love. We’ve taken a microscope to everyone to bring out their flaws and shortcomings. It far easier to find a reason not to love someone, than otherwise. Rejection requires only one reason. Love requires complete acceptance. It is hard work – the only kind of work that I find palatable. *Smiling :)*

Loving someone has great benefits. There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness. In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves in every way. We learn the truth worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul.

Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important to choose the right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn’t happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.

You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart.

You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you.

Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don’t, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.

Don’t work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.

You’re going to have a busy life. Thank goodness there’s no life expectancy.


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How many teachers or lecturers or parents or..(whoever)..would tell you this when you just about to step out from the university gate?

与你共勉之。:)

(Special thanks to Sea for the nice intro! :))

Sunday, August 3, 2008

如果只是不只是...


我知道我不该哭,但是我想说洗澡间花洒流淌出来的水应该能轻易地将泪痕冲拭,所以我放心地流了一些眼泪。

一些而已啦。

只是想起过去的那些会让人发笑的,现在只能无声地在回忆里停靠,
心就会不自觉地会纠起来。

只是理性包装的外壳里头还是没办法不让感性肆虐。

只是那些没办法让人把握的人和事,总是能很轻易地主宰你不只一天的思绪。

只是有点怜惜自己。到底守着那股傻气和倔强 有多久了?


只是只是...
我想可能又快关闭了,
这个叫Heart的东西。

綠色魔法

开场。 清脆的钢琴声,
音符一颗一颗地占领了听觉。
*无与伦比的美丽* 旋律 轻轻飘逸在空气中。

想象平时房里的音响被放大一百倍 的感觉。
爵士鼓正正打在心脏上,
吉他弦被划过的力道、仿佛贴在耳边吟唱的歌声,
频率在空气中高速跳跃,连皮肤也感觉到无形的振动。

三个多小时,歌曲在荡漾,文字在荡漾,心情也在荡漾。
抒情的、摇滚的。心跳一直在努力适应不同的速度。

刹那间被音乐诱拐了所有感知。


散场。
歌曲依旧荡漾,文字依旧荡漾,心情也依旧荡漾。

还有青峰又废又贱的笑话 也在荡漾。