昨晚我外出,在家的Caelum第一次看龍貓。以上就是他給我的
從小我不特別喜歡龍貓,最喜歡天空之城,然後就是風之谷。然而今
特別有感受的其一是次子告訴爸爸見到龍貓的時候,爸爸抱著開心又
其二就是龍貓給兩姊妹一包東西作雨傘的回禮,兩姊妹回去一開是橡
願我們都能帶著純真。
看了這一篇文章。沒有很仔細的看,只是隨意跳著看各段落,覺得荒誕離奇得無與倫比。如果這篇文是女人寫的,她大概以為自己很有氣質,大概還是「富養」出來的;如果這篇文是男人寫的。。。不,不可能是男人寫的。
文章先說:
「當女孩遇到自己深愛的那個人時,就會發現,想跟他在一起,可能無所謂貧富,無所謂生死。女孩不要為了結婚而結婚,也不要為了想得到某種生活而結婚。」
然後又說:
「女人不要以為有些夢想自己一個人就可以實現的,或者有些非常優秀的女人,特立獨行的想通過自己的努力來實現夢想,但是如果有著男人做後盾,這個夢想就能得到很好的實現,特別是能提供資金支持的男人。」
聽起上來就像是某些女孩一邊說是「為愛啊不是為錢啊」,然後一邊說「總之$63.8就睇清楚佢喇」或「我kiss都和律師kiss啦!」。
富養嘛,徹頭徹尾是在玩「美少女夢工場」。噢氣質數值太低,上兩堂禮儀或到道具店買兩本書;噢魅力值不夠,等旅遊商人來是買「傾國的衣服」。藝術修養可去學畫畫,藝術大展優勝還得「名匠的畫筆」來再加五十。每個月記緊去王城參見一下大臣或將軍助人際關係上升,夠出名購物還有折扣呢。找一個能夠幫你實現夢想的老公?可以嫁王子或龍族青年,甚至父嫁也可。
我認識一位大概算是富養的女孩,還要天生就漂亮。氣質與否,現在年紀還太少,很難說。噢別誤會,她絕對是好好好女孩,但那是因為被這樣「富養」嗎?我真的不敢苟同。
離家公幹幾天,看不見惦念的人,只能靠視象解相思。「一日不見,如隔三秋」之意,以前只覺誇張,現在卻深感共鳴。
身處在外,唯一的好處是可以看書。這兩年以來我讀過的書寮寮可數,打機倒是有的,但就是提不起書來。有時候很奇怪,心裏明明很想做一些事情,卻又遲遲不去做,反而選擇做別的。譬如買到了想看好一陣子的戲的光碟,拖拖拉拉也不拿出來看,結果走去取出看過了十遍的舊戲來播,莫名其妙。
這次我也帶了看過的1Q84來公幹。利申:我不是村上春樹迷。我看書很雜,沒甚麼節操,一點也不高尚,只要當時看起來有趣的都會看。村上是其中一個我有看的作者,正如小姓奴和向西一樣 - 不,我不是放他們於同一個等次 - 村上迷不用激動,我只是說全都有看而已。
一直想仔細地再看一次1Q84。有時沒由來地書中的點滴會浮現於腦海中,揮之不去。這也是莫名其妙的,因為我不特別喜愛整個故事,也沒刻意記著任何一部份。或者這就是村上的能力,或者我無意識間被震懾了,或者那強勢自個兒刻下了印象。我不知道,但偶爾就想起一些片段。因為想到了,就挑出了重讀的欲望。
或者是因為天吾。我總是記掛著天吾。
今早拿出1Q84第一本和第二本,我思考了一會兒,還是決定幫兩本書帶上黃蕉劣作的書套。小時候對書本不夠愛惜,好多本衛斯理就這樣給我看到書不成書,還好都未缺頁。然而書套卻是有一個壞處,就是妨礙他人觀察你看甚麼書。你可能會說:「這算是甚麼壞處呢!」請容我解釋一下。
乘坐交通公具時,雖然和好一些人擠在一個空間裡,但時間長也不免有點寂寞。這時候會看書的人總不自覺地留意四周看著書的人,也會望向他們所看的書。有時會遇見看書的人和書貌似奇異的配搭,有時會遇見看書的人看著無法想象有人會看的書,有時會遇見書使看書的人好像深不可測。。。我最喜歡的可能,還是遇見人看著自己看過的書。是否一本好書不要緊。
為甚麼會看這本書呢?看到哪裡呢?看到那一節有像我般笑了出來嗎?如果知道結局還會看嗎?怎樣理解那一個象徵呢?是同情女主角還是覺得她蠢?有覺得作者拖得太久嗎?有沒有看過前傳呢?知道和其他作品裏的人物的關係嗎?有沒有看出那隱晦的意思?喜歡這作者嗎?有看明白歷史的投影吧?看得心裡糾結嗎?
給書穿上了書套,有點像把別人拒於千里外,不給別人去瞭解自己,也剝奪別人思想的可能。書套裏的是西遊記還是西廂記還是一路向西也無從得知。
你不覺得很悲哀嗎?
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當然,說是這樣說,看看結果還是決定用書套的我,就知道有時務實更重要 - 我的書可不能折角。
說到這裏閣下可能有疑問:「為甚麼還沒有說到1Q84?」
我想說的一句話已經明確地說了。
When I think about it... a little bit sad, that I cannot see anything on it anymore. It's one thing when there is nothing new, but it's a different feeling when it's no longer available.
This made me think a bit more about... the past and the present. Life keeps changing. Maybe now is the best time. Maybe the distance is at its best length.
Big part of me just miss that though. Big part of me wants to go back into a state of unstableness.
I keep remember one specific night.
If that's not love, what is?
I have been avoiding to face the conflict all these times by totally ignoring the situation and the person, even it means I am doing this in a completely awkward and obvious and impolite way. I do not believe this will eventually be resolved and I doubt I do want it to be resolved.
I am being naive and stupid, maybe. Yet I have to continue because I cannot think of a better way. Maybe there are better ways, but those are not what I am willing to do.
Sometimes I still have bad dreams about this. Full of hate. Not mentioning that in real life does not stop my emotional feelings. Time has not dissolve the issue.
It's not about anyone else, it's only about what has been done to me. And no, I never want to hear any explanations nor excuses - not saying there's anyone wanted to give one.
There exist things that are too painful to revisit in our minds.
So I have chosen not to mention or read anything about them anymore.
Sometimes I still dream about some part of these in a raging way. Make me think whether I really have so much hate in me. But you said, my hate came from my love and it’s okay to say I am not okay.
I think I am okay though. I do not feel anything not okay at all. Just, from time to time, bad dreams remind me my hatred deep inside that is not resolved.
Nearly everyday when I drive to work I see this man either at the bus stop or walking towards the bus stop. He looks a bit like you. Hmm, not exactly, he looks like you when you were younger and fatter.
Was it 2001? Was it? It's January right? The 26th? To be honest I do not have vivid memory of the date, but the day, that moment, I do remember.
Now he's a scientist, and we have a lovely child.
Miss you.
Listening to Jesus Christ Superstar on the way from Auckland to Matamata this morning and now from Matamata to Auckland. One of my favourite musicals. Not my car, not me driving, not my CDs.
If you are familiar with the musical as well as your bible, you will know which part is biblical base, which part is historical and cultural base, which part is speculation, which part is imagination. The musical have layout and setup the scenes very well. The lyrics and music are superb. You can get the ignorance, the misunderstanding, the hate, the pain, the darkness and sadness, the irony, the heartbroken... all from hearing it.
Touch my nerves every time.
人們都很善忘,而我卻總是記得太多太多。
不夠善忘是缺點,因為別人會覺得你小器。比別人更記得他們的過去則很尷尬,因為別人未必想記得起。
不夠善忘,一些感情很難捨棄,總是在與過去的千絲萬縷糾纏不清。不論是愛是恨,都放不了手。是要多久的時間又怎樣的契機才能把一件事情或一份感覺歸納為「已成過去」呢?
忘了,忘不了。