｛浮生若夢｝

我心目中的聖明。我何時能追隨您的指引。穿越這無盡的黑暗。抵達心靈的極樂淨土。

蕩漾著春心流著哈喇子睡去。冬天裡的情話。姑娘緊張的結舌。偷偷的濕潤。乾涸的嘴唇蕩回到明媚的陽光裡。這清醒之中的沉醉啊。不要醒不要醒。腦袋的感覺真奇妙。說胡話很不真切。或許癡癡癲癲的快樂就在這裡。隨著說隨著遺忘。又沒有什麼意義。也沒人追究。結婚了的朋友羡慕沒結婚的工作。沒結婚的羡慕有老公的安穩。羡慕來羡慕去自己手中能抓住的從來沒有改變過。宿命輪回。命運的準繩早已就緒。何時滿足何時極樂。未來漸漸清晰。哪怕仍是些抓不住摸不到的東西。就從不再糾纏不屬於自己的感情。不留戀不屬於自己的物象開始。能掌控的只有自己的心。積極的活著命運也會走向飽滿和富足。若此時仍經歷著猶豫。怯弱。困苦。仍能堅持努力的活著。擁有強大的內心力量。那必定是種恩賜。

导演: Gregory Colbert

主演: 人类　动物

上映年度: 2005年

aside:

If you come to me at this moment
　　Your minutes will become hours
　　Your hours will become days
　　And your days will become a lifetime
　　To the Princess of the Elephants
　　I dissapeared exactly one year ago
　　On that day, I received a letter
　　It called me back to the place where my life with the Elephants began
　　Please forgive me for the silence between us has been unbroken for one year
　　This letter breaks that silence
　　It marks the first of my three hundred and sixty five letters to you
　　One for each day of silence
　　I will never be more myself, than in these letters
　　They are my maps of the bird path
　　And they are all that I know
　　To be true
　　You will remember everything
　　All will be as before
　　In the begining of time, the skies were filled with flying elephants
　　Every night they lay down in the same place in the sky
　　And dreamt with one eye open
　　When you gaze up at the stars at night
　　You are looking into the unblinking eyes of elephants, who sleep with one eye open
　　To best keep watch over us
　　Ever since my house burnt down
　　I see the moon more clearly
　　I gazed upon all the Edens that have fallen in me
　　I saw Edens that I had held in my hands, but let go
　　I saw promises I did not keep
　　Pains I did not sooth
　　Wounds I did not heal
　　Tears I did not shed
　　I saw deaths I did not mourn
　　Prayers I did not answer
　　Doors I did not open
　　Doors I did not close
　　Lovers I left behind
　　And dreams I did not live
　　I saw all that was offered to me, that I could not accept
　　I saw the letters I wished for, but never received
　　I saw all that could have been, but never will be
　　An elephant with his trunk raised is a letter to the stars
　　A breaching whale is a letter from the bottom of the sea
　　These images are a letter to my dreams
　　These letters are my letters to you
　　My heart is like an old house, who's windows have not been opened for years
　　But now I hear the windows opening
　　I remember the cranes floating above the melting snows of the Himalayas
　　Sleeping on tails of manatees
　　The songs of the bearded seals
　　The bark of the zeebra
　　The clicks of the sand
　　The ears of the caracals
　　The sway of the elephants
　　The breaching of whales
　　And the silhouette of the eland
　　I remember the curl of the meerkat's toes
　　Floating on the Ganges
　　Sailing on the Nile
　　Ascending the steps of ****** *****
　　I remember wandering through the corridors of Hatshepsut and the faces of many women
　　Endless seas and thousands of miles of rivers
　　...I remember father to children...
　　...And the taste...I remember...
　　...and the pealing of the peach...
　　I remember everything
　　But I do not remember ever having left
　　remember your dreams
　　remember your dreams
　　remember your dreams
　　remember
　　The longer I watch the Savanna elephants,
　　the more I listen, the more that I open,
　　they remind me of who I am
　　May the guardian elephants hear my wish to collaborate with all the musicians of nature's orchestra
　　I want to see through the eyes of the elephant
　　I want to join the dance that has no steps
　　I want to become the dance
　　I can't tell if you are getting closer or farther away
　　I long for the serenity I found when I looked upon your face
　　Perhaps if your face could be returned to me now,
　　I would find it easier to recover the face I seemed to have lost my own
　　Feather to fire
　　fire to blood
　　blood to bone
　　bone to marrow
　　marrow to ashes
　　ashes to snow
　　The whales do not sing because they have an answer.
　　They sing because they have a song.
　　What matters, is not what is written on the page,
　　what matters, is what is written in the heart.
　　So burn the letters
　　And lay their ashes on the snow
　　At the river's edge
　　When spring comes and the snow melts
　　And the river rizes
　　Return to the banks of the river
　　And reread my letters with your eyes closed
　　Let the words and the images wash over your body like waves
　　Reread the letters, with your hand cupped over your ear
　　Listen to the songs of Eden
　　Page, after page, after page
　　Fly the bird path
　　Fly

 

 

我們並不是總能抑制住表達的欲望。那種按奈住衝動。獨自吞咽情緒的過程。也是種享受。

生活原本面目就是平靜.很低很低.最接近本質.只是我們自顧自的洶湧.然後把這一切歸咎於生活的捉弄.殊不知.一切都是自己的選擇.需要承擔這責任.現在不會再想當然的怎樣.在心裡仍然細數著那些想做而遲遲未能實現的事情.但我知道.他們依然在前進的路上的某處.要做的只是在堅持的路上.守護好希望的火種.

 

我的蠢笨不是没有理由的.容易兴奋.盲目投入冲动.善心泛滥.执拗的像头牛.有时候会怀疑,那个衡量正确与否的准绳是否存在.就算存在在每个人都心里被个人色彩描述的版本又不相同.所以谁能评判谁是正确或错误呢.最后得出了一个耐人寻味的结论.存在就是合理的.要接受现实.

如果沒有心裡的那份孤獨。我們還是什麼。

頭痛在隱匿之處。裡面猛灌著音樂和煙草。短暫的回到混沌初開。麻醉感與空氣渾然一體。之後仍是突兀的戳在這裡。在黑暗裡。繼續上路。生活苦難重重是真理。只有推遲滿足感。懶惰是一切的原罪。在生活的戲劇裡我們選擇了角色卻決定不了結局。能做的只是演好自己的戲。面對任何突發事件。迎接痛苦享受遲來的幸福。