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12 novembre be greenWe live our lives and satisfy our personal desires
without a single clue of how much we've hurt the nature.
The cities are full of endless needs and consumption.
A better city might create a temporary better life for a group of people.
But with a great cost to all of us.
Who's civilized and who's not? Who has the right to determine the others?
Will we find a survival way-out before the planet is devastated?
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28 avril <story of stuff>The 20-min video <the story of stuff> just tells us
how horrible a consumerist society is...
environmentally...and mentally...
and how horrible we are to have created it...
check it out here  8 mars 席慕容de<黄粱梦里>中学时候读到的席慕容的<黄粱梦里>，一直印在我的记忆中。这么长久以来，我都还记得第一次读它时的触动。好些日子已经过去了，我已经不再那么得倔强不服气，或无来由地相信未来会凭空变更好，甚至也会开始懊恼自己的固执和浪费的时光；我已经不会再去思考“生命的意义是什么”这种没有意义的问题，但如果真需要一个解释，对我而言，答案也大抵如<黄粱梦里>所说。也许是我被它影响了，也许是我从未改变过。从未改变的还有我带点自虐倾向的悲观情结。 <黄粱梦里> －－ 席慕容 很多人都喜欢告诉我们，人生不过如一场黄粱梦，在繁复的美丽与曲折的悲欢之后，悠然醒转，新炊却犹末熟。 可是我总是不服气，我总觉得，生命本身应该有一种意义，我们绝不是白白来一场的。在这世间，有些事物一直是在重复着和绵延着的。每回抱我女儿的时候，就会想到，年轻的母亲曾经怎样温柔地抱持过我。每回在给孩子切洗蔬果的时候，就会想到，母亲当年，曾经怎样一寸一寸地把我们喂养长大。而有一天，我也终于会像今天的母亲一样地老去，那时候，我的女儿也会像今天的我一样，在源源不绝的水龙头下清洗着鲜美的蔬果，再来一寸一寸地把她的孩子喂养长大。所以，谁能说这些都仅仅只是一场黄粱梦而已呢? 而每回闻到草叶的清香，看到潮汐的涨落。就会想到那些我曾经拥有过的幸福时刻。不管时光如何飞驰，景物如何变换，大自然里有些事物却是永远不变的，而我曾经努力生活过的记忆也永远在那里，每回翻寻，每回仍在，这样的生命，你说我怎能不热爱? 当然，我的朋友们也可以说，不管我如何努力，我仍然是在黄粱梦里，一切仍然会逐渐逐渐地过去。 可是，总有一些什么会留下来的吧，我虽然不能很清楚地知道那会是些什么样的事物，我却相信，一切的努力都绝不会是白费的。 在绵延不绝的黄粱梦里，一定也会有喜欢我并且和我有着相同心思的女子吧，当他在千年之后翻阅我的札记时，一定也会欣喜地发现，尽管这么多年已经过去了，尽管世间依然无法避免仇恨和争战，潮汐依然按时升落，所有的痛苦就比较容易忍受，而生命仍然是值得信任与值得热爱的吧。 那么，我们还有什么遗憾的呢? 6 février a temporary stateI was just thinking of this old song from the Corpse Bride
"Tears to Shed"
MAGGOT
What does that whispy little brat have that you don't have double? BLACK WIDOW She can't hold a candle to the beauty of your smile CORPSE BRIDE How about a pulse? MAGGOT Overrated by a mile BLACK WIDOW Overbearing MAGGOT Overblown MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW If he only knew the you that we know CORPSE BRIDE (sigh) BLACK WIDOW And that silly little creature isn't wearing his ring MAGGOT And she doesn't play piano MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW Or dance MAGGOT Or sing MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW No she doesn't compare CORPSE BRIDE But she still breathes air BLACK WIDOW Who cares? MAGGOT Unimportant BLACK WIDOW Overrated MAGGOT Overblown MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW If only he could see How special you can be If he only knew the you that we know CORPSE BRIDE If I touch a burning candle I can feel no pain If you cut me with a knife it's still the same And I know her heart is beating And I know that I am dead Yet the pain here that I feel Try and tell me it's not real For it seems that I still have a tear to shed MAGGOT The sure redeeming feature From that little creature Is that she's alive BLACK WIDOW Overrated MAGGOT Overblown BLACK WIDOW Everybody know that's just a temporary state Which is cured very quickly when we meet our fate MAGGOT Who cares? BLACK WIDOW Unimportant MAGGOT Overrated BLACK WIDOW Overblown MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW If only he could see How special you can be If he only knew the you that we know CORPSE BRIDE If I touch a burning candle I can feel no pain In the ice or in the sun it's all the same Yet I feel my heart is aching Though it doesn't beat it's breaking And the pain here that I feel Try and tell me it's not real I know that I am dead Yet it seems that I still have some tears to shed 31 janvier Romeo and Juliet"In the eighth grade my English class had to read Romeo and Juliet. Then for extra credit, Mrs. Snyder made us act out all the parts. Sal Scafarillo was Romeo. As fate would have it, I was Juliet… all the other girls were jealous, but I had a slightly different take. I told Mrs. Snyder that Juliet was an idiot. For starters she falls for the one guy she knows she can’t have, then she blames fate for her own bad decision. Mrs. Snyder explained to me that when fate comes into play choice sometimes goes out the window. At the ripe old age of 13 I was very clear that love like life is about making choices. And fate has nothing to do with it. . Everyone thinks it’s so romantic, Romeo and Juliet, true love, how sad. If Juliet was stupid enough to fall for the enemy, drink the bottle of poison, and go to sleep in a mausoleum, she deserved whatever she got."
From Grey's Anatomy 14 décembre voices to cherish
I came across here today and got to know the "StoryCorps" project. This is a project in US to audio record ordinary people. People can bring anyone he/she wants to do an oral history. For 40 minutes they talk about anything they want to talk about. At the end of it, two CDs will be burned with one given to them and another one goes to the American Folklife Center at the Library of Congress to become part of an oral history of America. There are really touching stories. One of the stories is told by an old couple, Danny and Annie Perasa, about their very first date. I searched out the script below for reference. BEING MARRIED IS LIKE HAVING A COLOR TELEVISION SET DANNY PERASA: She started to talk. And I said, “Listen, I’m going to deliver a speech.” I said, “At the end, you’re going to want to go home.” I said, “You represent a dirty four-letter word, and that word is ‘love.’” I says, “If we’re going anywhere, we’re going down the aisle, because I’m too tired, too sick and too sore to do any other damned thing.” And she turned around, and she said, “Of course, I’ll marry you.” Then, the next morning I called her as early as I possibly could. ANNIE PERASA: And he always gets up early. DANNY PERASA: To make sure that she hadn’t changed her mind. And she hadn’t. And every year on April 22, around 3 o’clock, I call her and ask her if it was today, would she do it again. And so far, the answer has been the same. ANNIE PERASA: Yeah, 25 times. Yes. DANNY PERASA: You see, the thing of it is, I always feel guilty when I say “I love you” to you, and I say it so often. I say it to remind you that, as dumpy as I am, it’s coming from here. It’s like hearing a beautiful song from a busted old radio, and it’s nice of you to keep the radio around the house. ANNIE PERASA: If I don’t have a note on the kitchen table, I think there’s something wrong. You write a love letter to me every morning. DANNY PERASA: Well, the only thing that could possibly be wrong is I couldn’t find a silly pen. ANNIE PERASA: “To my princess, the weather out today is extremely rainy. I’ll call you at 11:20 in the morning.” DANNY PERASA: It’s a romantic weather report. ANNIE PERASA: “And I love you. I love you. I love you.” DANNY PERASA: When a guy is happily married, no matter what happens at work, no matter what happens in the rest of the day, there’s a shelter when you get home. There’s a knowledge, knowing that you can hug somebody without them throwing you down the stairs, saying “Get your hands off me!” And being married is like having a color television set. You never want to go back to black-and-white.
Another one is this Kaitlyn Sever interviewed by her mom, Lynne Lande, who is a lesbian. I couldn't find the entire script. Just check out the audio clip NICE, BEAUTIFUL, CARING, CAN BE STUBBORN More stories can be found here.
30 octobre Mayday "後青春期的詩"生存以上 生活以下 作詞：阿信(五月天) 作曲：瑪莎(五月天) 連刷牙 也照著節奏 沖了馬桶 洗了臉上的疲憊泡沫 沒有夢 昨夜沒有夢 鏡子裡的 陌生人已經不再做夢 上課鐘 變成打卡鐘 單行道般 的人生流失在車陣中 進行曲 規律的平庸 活的像是 一句標語壓韻而服從 午餐是 隨便還是 都好還是 跟你一樣 的任何一種 奇怪呢 很久以前 我是很有 想法主見 心跳很執著 傷心再也不吹風 現在只害怕傷風 耽誤了誰和誰的要求 一天一天 看日昇日落 看月圓月缺 年復一年的經過 看誰把我變成現在的我 怕潮起潮落 怕患得患失 錯了又錯的疼痛 終於我的生命只剩生存 活著只會呼吸吃飯喝水的生活 小時候 只要看天空 枕著白雲 就覺得全世界都擁有 長大了 擁有的更多 為何感覺 到越來越匱乏越貧窮 那一年 只追逐自由 現在只能 追逐著漲不停的石油 是不是 地殼又震動 要從家裡 震落才悔恨這樣生活 生活的 反面會是 死去還是 這般生存 不再有衝動 閉上眼 就能感覺 生命正在 一分一秒 飛奔遠離我 還不如一隻昆蟲 至少能破繭展翅 飛像那被奪走的天空 一天一天 看日昇日落 看月圓月缺 年復一年的經過 看誰把我變成現在的我 怕潮起潮落 怕患得患失 錯了又錯的疼痛 終於我的生命只剩生存 活著只會呼吸吃飯喝水的生活 一年有 三百六十 五個日子 五十二萬 五千多分鐘 一生有 三十四億 五千六百 七十八萬 九千下脈搏 8 octobre feeling sad"Aida" is a very sad story.
But I think the most unfortunate charater is not Aida or the captain.
It's the princess Amneris who's standing behind them
and find out the truth that the captain doesn't really love her.
This is her song.
I Know the Truth:
How did I come to this? How did I slip and fall? How did I throw half a lifetime away Without any thought at all? This should have been my time It's over, it never began I closed my eyes to so much for so long and I no longer can I try to blame it on fortune Some kind of shift in a star But I know the truth and it haunts me it's flown just a little too far I know the truth and it mocks me I know the truth and it shocks me It's flown just a little too far. Why do I want him still? Why when there's nothing there? How to go on with the rest of my life To pretend I don't care This should've been my time It's over-It never began I closed my eyes to so much for so long and I no longer can I try to blame it on fortune Some kind of twist in my fate But I know the truth and it haunts me I learned it a little too late Oh I know the truth and it mocks me I know the truth and it shocks me I learned it a little too late Too late 2 octobre it's just nothingIt's a song back into the semior high school
I've always been feeling like hiding myself
To avoid seeing and talking to anyone
But only to give up hope and
sink into my pessimistic self
I didn't want to ask for anything if I could
I didn't want to walk on if allowed
I don't fit in my life at all
I wrote an article in senior high that entitled
I wish I could just be wind
我想找个地方躲起来 没有烟味 没有是非 没有肥皂剧里的对白
我想找个地方躲起来 没有GUITAR 没有依赖 没有约会时的期待 离开我熟悉的城市 忘记我自己的名字 说没有结局的故事 你不想听 我就消失
离开我熟悉的桌子 拔掉我身上的电池 点掉我脸上的黑痣 在地平线上 消失
我想找个地方躲起来 没有电话 没有灾害 没有那么多的电视台 我想找个地方躲起来 冲了马桶看着水流 我躲在厕所 不想出来 不想出来 不想出来 20 septembre an apple...曾經想擁抱的彩虹 盛開的花朵 那純真的笑容
突然有風吹過 那一轉眼只剩我
我不懂 人世間的那些愁 他為什麼要纏著我 到底這會是誰的錯 還是我不放手... ...有些人經過我身旁 住在我腦中 在我心裡鑽洞
有些人變成相片 堆在角落 灰塵像雪一般冰凍... ...我想到 遙遠遙遠的以後 會不會有人知道我
在這個寂寞的星球曾這樣的活過... —— "一顆蘋果"
   from A Xin's Happy Birth Day
23 février Quotes from "Dreams through the glass: Windows from Bergdorf Goodman"
Continued...
22 février thinking about simplicity
5 janvier Tears to ShedIf I touch a burning candle I can feel no pain
If you cut me with a knife it's still the same And I know her heart is beating And I know that I am dead Yet the pain here that I feel Try and tell me it's not real For it seems that I still have a tear to shed If I touch a burning candle I can feel no pain
In the ice or in the sun it's all the same Yet I feel my heart is aching Though it doesn't beat it's breaking And the pain here that I feel Try and tell me it's not real I know that I am dead Yet it seems that I still have some tears to shed  17 mars About Libra
Element: Air Your sign rules the seventh house, the sector associated with other people who act as your mirror. Therefore, it describes the nature of your relationships, phoebe, - both business and personal - as well as your experiences with marriage and partnerships. Don't Want To Commit |
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