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10 juni CaveCave Hands heavy, I search for a cure in the darkness of the cave inside the scar of a child who never played. Conduits of confusion cannot extinguish this shimmering light, giving me courage to feel my fingers through this suffocating carpet of suffering. What is called faith is the adamantine conviction that at the end of this durgeon, a door opens to a mirror, wherein the whole existence is illuminated. 10/06/09Munich 28 mei Improvision in sleepImprovision in sleep
We are treading the line on the sidewalk of a street separating day and night. In the quivering candle light, fingers in darkness stroked through landscape in the mist that covered pulsation of your waking life. Clouds of impermanence pressing on, reminding us that all these could be a flashback of a forgotten time, in a single blink of our weary eyes. May this instant, may this instant last till my tears run dry? you cried. I hushed. For what else could eternity be, than the unison of our souls over the rising and ebbing of this moonlit evening tide? 28/05/09 Munich 22 mei MargaritaMargarita Margarita Margarita, tear drops are on your petals, blinking in the misty sunshine of the reincarnating spring. Where comes the grief that trembles in the fragile stems, barely withstanding turmoils of the frosty wind? What is this emptiness possessing the heart of your blossoming limbs? What is this yearning streaming through iris of melancholic green? Margarita Margarita do not weep; for if you cry because you miss the sunrise' glory you will also miss the melody of the hymning rain. 19/05/09 Munich 15 mei Schmerz III. SchamMan muss Schmerz ertragen, um die Wirklichkeit zu sehen. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, um zu lieben. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, um die Angst zu überwinden. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, um wach zu bleiben. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, um sich selbst zu verstehen. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, um sich zu befreien. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, ......  14 mei Schmerz II. WachstumMan muss Schmerz ertragen, um die Wirklichkeit zu sehen. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, um zu lieben. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, um die Angst zu überwinden. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, um wach zu bleiben. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, um sich selbst zu verstehen. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, um sich zu befreien. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, ......  13 mei Schmerz I. KrankheitMan muss Schmerz ertragen, um die Wirklichkeit zu sehen. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, um zu lieben. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, um die Angst zu überwinden. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, um wach zu bleiben. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, um sich selbst zu verstehen. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, um sich zu befreien. Man muss Schmerz ertragen, ......  04 mei 蜘蛛蜘蛛 优雅的细腿 却长满了忧郁的绒毛。 乌黑透亮的眼眸中 浮动着孤独的仇怨。 血红的背脊上 刻印着岁月的伤。 心如死灰的寡妇 编织着漫漫的死亡之网。 颤颤巍巍的我 问你能否松开我的绑 让我尝尝久违的阳光？ 冷笑的你 却把毒牙扎入我的脊梁。 灵魂的抽搐 提醒我被束缚的宿命 无处可藏。 何时，何时 何时能让我 逃出囹圄？ 那时 我宁愿 把这腐朽的肢体 化成清晨雏菊花瓣上的泪光。 慕尼黑 04/05/09 25 april Just when I thoughtJust when I thought I was free you returned without any warning so formidable are your breaths pressing me down on my knees Just when I thought I could be without your maternal tyranny shrieking cries pierced all pillars of my temples each cold glance penetrated my sensibility Just when I thought I could leave you threw me a fierce slap and reminded me with a scream: look, here are your chains! Just when I thought that I could live live? you think? for life might as well be these oppressing dreams that never cease. Free me free me free me Munich 25/04/09 21 maart 蝶，之二蝶 之二 鬱金香，鬱金香， 你何時綻放？ 淡藍的花蕾中 孕育著哪种顔色的渴望？ 鬱金香，鬱金香， 你爲何彷徨？ 早春的餘寒 是否仍舊難以抵擋？ 鬱金香，鬱金香， 我得繼續流浪 否則，二月的殘雪 將會凍僵我的翅膀。 鬱金香，鬱金香， 不要悲傷； 隨我輕唱： 春氣長發的那天， 我與你 迎著暖風 在燦爛的陽光下 舞動彩虹般的夢想。 21/03/09 慕尼黑 Butterfly II Tulip tulip, when will you blossom? Delicate bud in light sleep what kind of affection is it concealing? Tulip tulip why are you hesitating? Is it the memory of winter flooded your heart that is awakening? Tulip tulip I have to leave. The snow of early March will otherwise freeze my fragile wings. Tulip tulip do not grieve. Sing with me: at the height of spring you and me against the soothing breeze facing the smiling sunshine dancing, petals and wings; the continuation of our rainbow-coloured dreams. 21/03/09 Munich 14 maart 蝶蝶 混沌外殼裏 依然柔弱的你 追問明天 有否穿透濃霧的陽光。 新鮮的肢體内 萃聚著誕生的渴望。 抽動的背脊中 孕育著飛升的力量。 破蛹而出之時， 北方夜空 將有三顆明星 點亮你的翅膀。 13/03/09 慕尼黑 Butterfly Through that opaque membrane I hear your questioning: tomorrow will there be fervent sunshine penetrating this mist? When comes the bliss, the bitter-sweetness of liberty? Be resolved. I say. In your elegant limbs yearnings for rebirth is consolidating. Along your contracting spine immense power of ascension is awakening. The hour of elation is near. I say. The moment this chrysalis breaks, in the northern heaven three shining stars shall illuminate your newborn wings! 14/03/09 Munich
 11 maart Le menuetLe menuet For Zdeňka Your eyes are transparent; yet the world is full of mist. Your hairs are strings from a harp of an ancient myth. On the delicate fingertips, nocturne of liberation sings. Hesitating with each tiptoed beat, for the first time, you dance with the minuet that I composed with my calm breaths. Colourful notes skid along the edges of your eyebrows, till the deepness of silence intervenes. May we keep on dancing, till we heal our broken dreams. 11/03/09 Munich  09 maart Dukkha是故，空中無色，無受、想、行、識； 無眼、耳、鼻、舌、身、意； 無色、聲、香、味、觸、法； 無眼界，乃至無意識界； 無無明亦無無明盡， 乃至無老死亦無老死盡； 無苦、集、滅、道； 無智，亦無得  25 december Oedipus' DilemmaWie kann man die Frage Sphinx beantworten, wenn sie zufragen ablehnt? Ohne die richtige Antwort darf man weder weitergehen, noch zur Freiheit hinaufsteigen. Denn es liegt daneben noch den Orthus, der Höllenhund, der Knecht von Sphinx, der den Ausgang überwacht. Er ist stets bereit, den unschuldige, unwissende Reisender zu attackieren. So ist Ödipus Dilemma. Obgleich er schon die Antwort laut kennt: "Ja, das wäre dann der Mensch!", ist er zutiefst verstricken. Denn was am schrecklichsten ist, ist nicht der Kuss Sphinx, sondern ihr Schweigen...  27 november Subversive structure of Love*Curtain up* (Man and woman. The two are separated by a mutant sculpture composed of eyes, ears, tongues,nose, fingers and a purple tree form, representing the six senses. Both facing the audience,sitting; dim lighting on both. The man is wearing a outfit half black, half white, with a red hat. The woman is curled up, naked.) -- (man, loud, assertive) Do you understand what I'm saying? -- (woman, meek, insecure) ......more or less...... -- Are you sure? -- Yes, I understand what you mean....... -- I'm talking about the subversive structure of love, an oscillation between Eros and Thanatos. -- ......I hear all your words and sentences, but they hardly make any sense together. -- My participation in this relationship is the results of the war between those two principles. It's a duet between the light and the dark, body and mind, creation and destruction. I could either bring myself in and flood you with affection and warmth; or I could also pull myself out any time and observe your sufferings in a cold indifference. -- ......You lost me somewhere, mon cheri. -- It is the term in our contract I am delivering. If you jump into this thing, you will suffer without knowing when and why. I shall play dice with my devil to decide who gets the wheel. Since I have the absolute power, I will therefore become absolute corrupt. You shall then have the illusion of happiness, the reality of loneliness and pain. -- ......But I like it when you are around. -- I am no liar in words, but in actions. It's a theatre play, and I am a good actor. I can take any role I want and everything feels real. For "all world is a stage; all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances.And one man in his time plays many parts." (pause) You shall feel the illusion of real love when I enter. But you will be torn apart when I exit. (pause) It is not only you who cannot distinguish the play from reality. I will also forget that I am just playing, while I am at it. -- ......No matter what you say, I want to be with you. -- Is that your decision? -- ......sort of. -- (stands up, aggressive) No, it's not, the decision is mine! You don't know yourself enough to make a decision. -- (passive)......perhaps. -- Should I then make the decision for you? To cut it away? -- (anxious) No! -- That's dumb. -- ......let it be dumb. I know I will get hurt. But if one is afraid of pain, she will never go into a relationship. With or without you, it is painful for me. So I choose the "with". -- That's even dumber. -- ......whatever you say, I'm staying. -- You will be abused. -- ......you will not abuse me. -- You will see. You have been warned. -- I have been warned -- now then. (longer pause) I love you -- (immediately) I love you too. (long-lasting silence) (lights off) *Curtain down* *End* 19 november Fountain of doubtsDoubts One day the fountain of youth may just run dry. what desperation! You offered me your body and mind, you naiveté and your smile. I shall carry your love and you so heavy is conscience that I bow. From your delicate finger tips my child, awakened my ancient desires, being your lover, your guide your father, your king. As I shall now pronounce the word, how anxious I am! For what if the fountain of life runs dry? What if I again fall trapped? And what if the Creator dies? On that day, when the fountain of wisdom runs dry, I shall paint my heaven with despair, and tear the canvas into pieces. Sunshine breaks in, through the bleeding chasm between two lonesome souls. 19/11/08 Munich 01 november Hotel AnimaHotel Anima for Barbara This cosy room of hotel anima solaced melancholy of my lonesome heart. Blue windows of your soul inspire new paths to unfold. Brunette curtains absorbed my past four-leaf clover as Mandala. Lavender fragrance of intimacy flourished in trust and certainty. But I must leave your part for my journey is still long way up. The ridge of great transition must be overcome without hesitation. So I bid farewell to hotel anima. And disappeared in La Montaña del alma. Jerry Yu Munich 01/11/08 |
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