临别的月

今夜我无意间瞥到的月
有点苍白
逐渐凋零的轮廓
在朦胧的尘雾后面
惨淡得有点伤感

从来不晓得月亮
可以有丝毫的忧郁
就像今夜
可能就是我
最后一次
见到这中东的月

今夜的月
的确是
苍白了一点

golf

just like playing
golf

hit the ball
go find the ball
hit it again...
so on and so forth

repeating
same action
for the sake of perfecting
the same action

same
life games
in reincarnation

perfecting
suffering repetition

well,
at least we will have
suffering
in the form of perfection

我

那个走在林口小巷子的我
那个走在牛车水大街上的我
那个走在加央小马路的我
那个走在双溪大年好吃街的我
那个走在关子角海边的我
那个走在哥打巴鲁甘榜的我
那个走在利物浦唐人街的我
那个走在普里姆人行道的我
那个走在阿布达比风尘沙地里的我

那一个
才是我

那一个我
和
另一个我
相似

那一个我
和
另一个我
相连

asking too many questions

it is best to just sit still

as the monk told us so

a good idea indeed

and stop asking
and wondering
and asking
and wondering
and asking

life is not about asking questions
how
why
who
when
what

too many questions
no no no
not going to help us
living

travelling

so i asked myself unexpectedly
all these travellings
all these years of
strugglings
longings
waitings
repeatings
explorings
...

have i learnt something?

if yes,
what would it be?

if no,
...
so what?

perhaps it is not about learning something
it is about
seeing
feeling
meeting
smelling
hearing
talking
...
just living

no,
i don't owe anyone the duty of learning

travelling is about
knowing i can move
(and that nobody can stop me,
unless i allow them to.)

又走了

还没到一年，Edmond 说，又走了。

是的，我不敢说这次走得很潇洒，但是感觉却很强烈。

我不明白的是，为什么那天晚上我在我那间小工人房外仰望着阿拉伯夜空的星星，莫名感动地哭起来。这个国度，为什么会给我那种很陌生，很乏味，又仿佛有很深渊源的感觉？好像这同样的星空，我在很久以前，也同样那么不舍。

缘起，缘灭。

我就这么告诉Edmond。

so-called happiness

i think
i have given up
in search of so-called happiness
perhaps
i never did try

searching for happiness
sounds so much like a cliche
since everyone is saying it
so i follow

but i think i search for something else in this world
i think i have been searching for kindness in people
and in myself
i have been searching for fairness in this world
and in myself

yes, i can vaguely remember
each time i encountered those qulaities
i smiled

so i guess
eventually
what i have been searching for
will indirectly
make me happy

but i am not interested
in happiness

(happiness,
such a predictable cliche ...)