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Life as an earthling.

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Besides the order of nature everything is nothing more than an illusion, including the existence of each and everyone. But amidst this wrong spectrum I would not regret to sense, feel, stretch and be ridiculous. Everything is so wrong and dynamic, but wrong and dynamic is humanity. So please let me continue to be ridiculous because the vast nature will silent the echoes anyway.

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Before you go to sleep
Say a little prayer
Every day in every way
It’s getting better and better.

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.

I am writing this, loathing a frightened soul, this noisy world, all these beautiful-from-afar, CO2 emitting floating stars. It has all the glitter, yet the glow is only to shade all the ugly scars. Wounds make us who we are, and this tide of turbulence stirs up all the absurdity within me. Nothing is happening. The storm conquers only me from within. One feels like being a tree whilst everyone happily gets their share of the fruits; only that the tree itself is not watered.

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. Say a litter prayer.

Beautiful means nothing at all. The crave to find my equilibrium is another self-denial.

My favourite quote says finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.

I finish my today suddenly in a hotel room overlooking my dear harbour, because I need solitude so much. And I am going to be done with it.

The water is steaming. I am writing this with a ridiculously frightened soul.

LIVE. LOVE. NAMASTE.

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NAMASTE

Since I returned from Nepal I feel very strongly about the word ‘namaste’. It’s more than just a hello or goodbye. Every greeting comes with a sincere blessing, sheer kindness. Live today, love now, et namaste.

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其實那些人方是正值狂想,慌亂之際髮動緊張。
霓虹的存在意義是合理化幻象,掩蓋那荒唐、壯麗與無常。
人只想留白一撮自我慰藉,毋用正常語言作解釋。
庸人在世,人等在迷。

就是兀突的不完整。

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You need chaos in your soul.
Sometimes I do understand why you are so into Nietzsche.
The only thing is you don’t understand how chaotic my soul already is.
Having one to stand by and witness was a blessing.
Yet chaos in itself is a solitary thing.

CALM

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Just to remind myself how stupid it is to try to be smart all the fucking time.
Om.

Vipassana

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If you are feeling discomfort then you are supposed to meditate upon that discomfort, watching the effect that physical pain has on you. In our real lives, we are constantly hopping around to adjust ourselves around discomfort – physical, emotional and psychological – in order to evade the reality of grief and nuisance. Vipassana meditation teaches that grief and nuisance are inevitable in life, but if you can plant yourself in stillness long enough, you will, in time, experience the truth that everything (both discomfort and lovely) does eventually pass.

2014.12.26

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WP_20141226_11_00_47_ProSo we went to Khokana and Bungamati. I don’t know why we ended up there but there we were. People throw themselves into scenic beauty. To me scenic tragedy there is. Trash sprawls all over the pathways into the fields – like they are supposed to be part of the fields, feeding toxic to the paddies through the quiet streams. Obviously there is not a garbage management system around this rustic place. People just trash wherever they feel like to. What’s bad about it? Obvious! Now I got to understand why Nepal does need environmental protection people. Air pollution, worsening land degradation are all going to exploit the lovely Nepali of what they now enjoy. See the meaty cabbages and sprouts. Got to do something about it. The good thing is – they know plastic is bad.

2014.12.24

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I don’t really know what time it is on the plane., Time doesn’t really matter up here. The whole idea of inflight entertainment suddenly seems very absurd to me, yet it does tell much of which way people choose to go. Some go for stupid games, urban blockbusters. I encountered TRACKS. It’s about a girl travelling through the desert all alone. Ethereally filmed. The solitude is nothing but pure and instinctive. What matters when you are all alone with nature? The beauty of it stimulates my hate for taking photos, which does nothing to our present. It draws our attention away from the best part of such beauty – to be part of it. I want to watch this movie again. Forget about stupid, worldly problems. Get a life.

Made in Heights – Panther

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Feel you get closer now, much closer then you’ve been

But I need you in my arms, my eyes, my soul, my sunlit skies
Yeah need you in my arms now, closer then you’ve been,
I need you in my life, my eyes, my soul, my sunlit skies

Just a quick wick’s in my flame burning in the glass
Got a day down, on the stay lit
Crazy can’t stay longer, and you wanna move fast
But good things they quit
Give me your devotion, baby
And we’ll set the charms that thrill me so good
Feel the race of our hearts trip the pain from the coarse
Steady as we move
Don’t got money on my mind,
Go and search my thoughts
Only green in riverbanks
Throw my pennies on your line to fill you up
Pour my love down to make it rain

‘Cause I need you in my arms, my eyes, my soul, my sunlit skies
Yeah I need you in my arms
Feel you get closer now, much closer then you’ve been
But I need you in my arms, my eyes, my soul, my sunlit skies
Yeah need you in my arms now, closer then you’ve been,
I need you in my life, my eyes, my soul, my sunlit skies

Got money on my mind
Go and search my thoughts
Only green in riverbanks
Throw my hours on the line
No need to rush,
Pour my love down to make it rain
‘Cause I need you in my arms, my eyes, my soul, my sunlit
Yeah, I need you in my arms
Uuh oh oh

Feel you get closer now, much closer then you’ve been
But I need you in my arms, my eyes, my soul, my sunlit skies
Yeah need you in my arms now, closer then you’ve been,
I need you in my life, my eyes, my soul, my sunlit skies
I need you in my arms!