tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15788791231822408532024-02-08T04:36:09.078+08:00Experiment of LoveSanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-81017045022121836562017-06-30T20:29:00.000+08:002017-06-30T20:39:49.125+08:00欸都過了一年結果我還是沒長大Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-66803480902309982092016-06-27T01:39:00.003+08:002016-06-27T01:39:49.413+08:00希望有一天可以說出「最後我醒來了。」Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-3560899873085458192016-02-26T00:39:00.001+08:002016-02-26T18:15:31.160+08:00喜歡Keith Jarrett但沒特別喜歡怎麼算始終都算不好,<br />
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所以,</div>
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在「不知道幾歲」的今天,</div>
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我躺著思考什麼是真正的愛,</div>
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和認真感覺當下即是永恆。</div>
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為了改掉駝背的壞習慣,</div>
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只好想著「我要當個頂天立地的男孩子」,</div>
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晚上在心底說了一百次。</div>
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聽著Keith Jarrett的Jazz trio,</div>
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覺得他好吵,</div>
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彈鋼琴就彈鋼琴一直叫,</div>
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真想揍他,</div>
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不過他真的彈得好好,<br />
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我喜歡他但不愛他。</div>
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用筆記的方式那樣說。</div>
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有時候在想我們什麼時候才會停止傷心,<br />
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我感覺自己正朝向一個地方走去,</div>
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一個非常孤獨的,只有自己的地方。</div>
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然後我想我一直都是這樣子孤獨的,</div>
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不用去討論,也不用去邏輯思考的,</div>
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因為這件事情就是這樣確確實實的存在著。<br />
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然後我知道我正往更孤獨的地方走去,</div>
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於是為自己的無能為力而傷心,</div>
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Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-90921623891760276782013-09-25T18:07:00.002+08:002013-09-26T16:16:17.703+08:00sad dream但事實上我是非常傷心的,<div>並且也正在傷心著。<br>
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確確實實的傷心著。<br>
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看到蘋果樹就能辨識蘋果;<br>
蒼蠅掉進牛奶,黑白一目了然。<br>
全部的事情都了然於心,<br>
我都知道,我都知道。<br>
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但我還是無法控制的傷心著。<br>
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冬天空氣劃過臉頰的冷冽,<br>
我想到在小路上的那隻蝸牛,<br>
還有我們大樓裡的懶散管理員。<br>
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就算如何盡我所能的回想所有的事情,<br>
到最後都會變成一種傷心,然後流進心裡。<br>
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所有的事情都了然於心,<br>
我都知道,這我都知道,<br>
但就算等到冬天來了我也只會更傷心而已。<br>
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</div>Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-41778577609221308502012-05-30T23:53:00.000+08:002012-05-31T00:12:36.367+08:00Lotus Death<br />昨日喪偶的伊南先生其實我有一點點 _ _ ,其實我想對伊南先生說什麼都不要管了吶就丟下一切跟我一起去旅行吧!其實我覺得大家都太寂寞了好悲傷,其實我想為每個人的寂寞掉一下下眼淚。<br />
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<br />Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-12551844673449382552012-05-24T21:51:00.001+08:002012-05-24T21:57:25.358+08:00名偵探 與 戀童癖(我們的花生糖冰淇淋)<br />
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名偵探約我們一起去他/她湖畔的豪宅渡假。<br />
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我想,我想我的假期應該是開始於我騎著我的變速腳踏車,W在我的右邊騎著裝有籃子的淑女腳踏車。他邊騎車邊認真舔著手上的冰淇淋,而背景是整片湖畔映著藍天的那一刻。<br />
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「天吶現在到底是什麼情形啊簡直太過分了吧!」我心想。<br />
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我們過著晚上努力喝掛,然後一大早起來瘋狂在湖畔騎腳踏車的健康人生。<br />
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所謂健康人生的正確步驟應該是這樣的:<br />
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1.喝掛<br />
2.起床<br />
3.在湖畔用力騎1~2小時的腳踏車<br />
4.七點的時候可以移動到商店大街跟阿婆買花生糖+冰淇淋<br />
(天吶你知道他們花生糖加的有奪多嗎)<br />
5.回湖畔豪宅將花生糖冰淇淋冰到冰箱<br />
6.上樓洗澡<br />
7.洗好澡下來放音樂<br />
8.將花生糖冰淇淋從冰箱拿出來<br />
9.開電風扇<br />
10.邊吹電風扇邊聽音樂邊吃花生糖冰淇淋<br />
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perfect!!!<br />
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然後我的假期結束在最後一天的早上。<br />
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就在當我發現我騎完了腳踏車,但整個商店大街都還是靜悄悄的時候。似乎是想要抓緊著什麼不放(或是賴皮),所以我一個人在商店大街又騎了大概五十圈的流連不走(同時心想我果然就是這樣__人吶!)。<br />
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「假期要結束了!我的假期要結束了啊!」我的假期就要在一個人都沒有而靜悄悄的商店大街孤孤單單還without花生糖冰淇淋的悲慘地結束了。<br />
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然而就在快要放棄的那一刻,我逮到了從家門走出來的花生糖阿婆。我說阿意我要吃花生糖冰淇淋,她說她要去種田了,我說可是我今天就要走了,然後她想了一下,接著轉頭回家穿起圍裙,將蓋著花生糖冰淇淋製作台的帆布拉開,為我做了一個牛奶-巧克力-牛奶組合的花生糖冰淇淋。<br />
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湖畔,好高好美的樹,一整片綠油油的蔥田,廣大遼闊的平原,清晨在田邊騎著腳踏車時劃過的微風,餐桌上空著的酒瓶,拉起來會機機叫的大木門,我們在車上放著1976,鴨肉送,肉羹飯,賣花生糖冰淇淋的阿婆,花生糖冰淇淋和花生糖冰淇淋還有花生糖冰淇淋。回到烏煙瘴氣的台北之後一切回想起來都像是作了一場很棒的夢。然後在夢裡我們看起來都好開心。<br />
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順道一提我今年的目標是要成為擁有強大靈魂的人。<br />
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<br />Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-67788126639103020622012-05-01T05:03:00.000+08:002012-05-02T18:18:24.242+08:00偷偷<br />
其實我也覺得這樣子很任性,<br />
但你們真的承載了一些我的夢噢!<br />
一些我對於美好的想像,<br />
就當你們一起出現在我眼前的時候。<br />
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你會成為爸爸然後妳會成為媽媽,<br />
我是偷偷這樣想的。<br />
然後我也會想到在另一個平行宇宙的你們還在一起,<br />
有時候我是偷偷這樣想的。<br />
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我怎麼沒有幫你們一起拍一張照片?<br />
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我想我應該隨身帶著相機的,<br />
然後拍下來,<br />
否則我將會錯過更多我偷偷覺得美好的事情。<br />
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時間令我們多神傷呐。<br />
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<br />Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-66019800881385668002011-05-01T01:24:00.008+08:002011-05-01T02:52:28.307+08:00Untitled 09#<br/><br />我作了很多很多的夢,通常是一整天那樣長度的夢。<br /><br />然後我盡量不去想一些我好喜歡的人事物。<br /><br />我用了五天的時間哼著同一首歌。<br /><br />所以感覺活在夢裡的時間也越來越多了。<br /><br />其實我覺得我越來越不穩定了有時候很危險所以我有時候有點害怕。<br /><br />但不是現在。<br /><br />不過也差不多了。<br /><br /><br /><br />我只有三個瞬間滿想落淚的。<br /><br />1.我想到所有人事物都不會永遠是最美好的樣子。<br /><br />2.還有某天下午的日落。<br /><br />3.拍團體照的時候我想到以後我可能會跟我兒子講說你看這是你爸的時候,所以在三二再來一的時候我還是忍不住作了鬼臉也用手比了山羊角。<br /><br /><br /><br />不過也差不多了。<br /><br/><br /><br/>Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-55628937552344404112011-03-26T05:35:00.012+08:002011-03-26T17:38:07.625+08:00所以誰是鄭乙心<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: 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/></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div>於是我逼自己睡著而又進入了另一個夢中夢>>>>>>>>></div><div><br /></div><div><div><div><br /></div><div>途中不斷不斷的失控以及失控,</div><div>想說的話都被卡在喉嚨打出的文字也是無法控制的混亂。</div><div><br /></div><div>「11 2 23 12 4 5 6 7788 9」</div><div><br /></div><div>夢中的思考是清晰的目標是明確的,</div><div>我不斷不斷的尋找妳進而試圖讓妳知道卻又不斷失敗。</div><div>情感是充滿著所有身體的甚至就快要溢出到無法負荷的程度,</div><div>但我依然處於極度的恍惚以及在心底非常迫切希望的狀態。</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>mess的留言:</div><div>「依你現在的狀況什麼事都做不好,最好的辦法就是先睡一覺。」</div><div><br /></div><div>然後我帶著感覺遲鈍的身體閉上眼睛而又進入另一個夢中夢>>>>></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>我躺在空房間的地上渾身溼透不停抽搐,</div><div>我大叫著救我但同時心底其實興奮難耐,</div><div>無法控制身體不斷流出眼淚喊不出聲音,</div><div>直到有個偷窺似的白種女人見到我將我抱到床上,</div><div>並朝著門外衝出邊喊著:</div><div><br /></div><div>「Doctor!!Doctor!!」</div><div>「...................。」</div><div><br /></div><div>聲音漸小直到我不停激烈抖動的身體安穩的又進入了另一個夢中夢>>>></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>一隻小貓,一隻戴有紅色項圈很美的白貓,和一隻走失的貓。</div><div><br /></div><div>心想我是多麼的迷戀那隻紅色項圈的白貓啊,</div><div>漂亮的毛色,優雅的走路方式,</div><div>還有一雙深情到彷彿光是注視著就可以勾人魂魄的眼睛。</div><div><br /></div><div>在兩年前實驗室監視錄影帶的上傳影片中,</div><div>我終於找到了那隻走失的貓,</div><div>在畫面中她就這樣親暱的跟在貓博士的腳邊走著。</div><div>真希望貓博士不會對那隻走失的貓做出什麼事才好,</div><div>畢竟博士的惡名昭彰是大家都知道的事情啊!!</div><div><br /></div><div>那隻走失的貓和妳之間好像有著什麼樣的關聯,</div><div>我迫切的想要找到那隻貓就如同尋找妳一樣。</div><div><br /></div><div>右手輕撫著窩在腿上睡覺白貓的臉頰與下巴。</div><div>邊思考著下一步到底該怎麼辦。</div><div><br /></div><div>「真該死!我沒有時間了!」</div><div><br /></div><div>癱坐在辦公椅上,我順手抓起了自己的尾巴。</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>自己的尾巴?!</div><div>啊!!原來我就是貓博士啊!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>而在看著鏡子驚訝不已的同時妳又消失地毫無蹤跡。</div><div><br /></div><div>(為了找尋妳於是我又進入了另一個夢中夢---)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div>Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-36748901364818788292011-03-09T23:51:00.006+08:002011-03-10T00:28:12.899+08:00I Wish You Love ( Cover )<br/>好餓。<br /><br /><object height="60" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F11701944&show_comments=true&auto_play=false&color=083666"></param> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="60" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F11701944&show_comments=true&auto_play=false&color=083666" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><br /><br />I wish you bluebirds in the spring<br />To give your heart a song to sing<br />And then a kiss, but more than this<br />I wish you love<br /><br />And in July a lemonade<br />To cool you in some leafy glade<br />I wish you health<br />But more than wealth<br />I wish you love<br /><br />My breaking heart and I agree<br />That you and I could never be<br />So with my best<br />My very best<br />I set you free<br /><br />I wish you shelter from the storm<br />A cozy fire to keep you warm<br />But most of all when snowflakes fall<br />I wish you love<br />But most of all when snowflakes fall<br />I wish you love<br /><br /><br/>Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-20917753194634277372011-02-24T02:50:00.010+08:002011-02-24T18:32:37.614+08:00Untitled 06#<div><br /></div>讓我告訴你們一個未知 <div>一個沒有標明時間的樂曲與電影 </div><div>以及一個永遠都醒不來的夢<div><br /></div><div>我們沒有眼睛沒有耳朵也沒有嘴巴所以沒有語言</div></div><div>僅有的是音樂 隨著音樂改變形狀像是跳舞 但是沒有時間 只能慢慢感受</div><div>因愛的氣流與恨的氣流緩慢經過滲入流動淡出而愉悅與悲傷</div><div>唯有用盡全力的感受才能隨著氣流沒來由地笑與哭 </div><div><br /></div><div>就這樣的沒有時間 只能恍惚著搖晃漂浮</div><div>在2011.2.24凌晨零時下雨過後</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-39524094542485543852011-01-31T06:04:00.007+08:002011-02-24T05:05:49.126+08:00Untitled 05#<div><br /></div><div><br /></div>1. 幼稚園中班時候的下課時間,我在連結著兩座塑膠製城堡中央的橋上,被兩個女生各自猛烈的拉扯著要陪她們玩。在激動而暴力的軸線下,如同為了營造速度感而被剪輯斷裂的電影片段,我的圍兜兜也跟著一起應聲斷裂。<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>2. 為了我要裝網路而叫來的網路工程人員,他打開並且刺穿了一扇家裡從未開啟的窗,在天花板與牆邊釘上了許多帶有小塑膠圈的卡線鋼釘,家裡頓時被一條像是侵入身體的異物般的網路線入侵,如此頑固且張牙舞爪的寄生在體內。而在裝設完成的同時,我也深刻的體認到我一直都扮演著破壞這個家的角色。</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>3. 短片拍攝完成之後,我們仍然已上班族、花店女孩、攝影師、音樂人互稱。有那麼一瞬間我真的以為我們一起渡過了不存在的那些年。</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>4. 我有時候會感覺心中充滿著對所有人事物的愛,但大部分的時間都是沒有。</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-31419668049144301992011-01-11T03:18:00.005+08:002011-02-26T21:00:52.734+08:00Mayonaise (Smashing Pumpkins cover )<span class="Apple-style-span"><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div>小時候就好想彈這首歌,</div><div>沒有錄好過大概是本世紀最終版本。</div><br /><object height="60" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F11140275&show_comments=false&auto_play=false&color=083666"></param> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="60" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F11140275&show_comments=false&auto_play=false&color=083666" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; ">Fool enough to almost be it<br />Cool enough to not quite see it<br />Doomed<br />Pick your pockets full of sorrow<br />And run away with me tomorrow<br />June<br /><br />We'll try and ease the pain<br />But somehow we'll feel the same<br />Well, no one knows<br />Where our secrets go<br /><br />I send a heart to all my dearies<br />When your life is so, so dreary<br />Dream<br />I'm rumored to the straight and narrow<br />While the harlots of my perils<br />Scream<br /><br />And I fail<br />But when I can, I will<br />Try to understand<br />That when I can, I will<br /><br />Mother weep the years I'm missing<br />All our time can't be given<br />Back<br />Shut my mouth and strike the demons<br />That cursed you and your reasons<br />Out of hand and out of season<br />Out of love and out of feeling<br />So bad<br /><br />When I can, I will<br />Words defy the plan<br />When I can, I will<br /><br />Fool enough to almost be it<br />And cool enough to not quite see it<br />And old enough to always feel this<br />Always old, I'll always feel this<br /><br />No more promise no more sorrow<br />No longer will I follow<br />Can anybody hear me<br />I just want to be me<br />When I can, I will<br />Try to understand<br />That when I can, I will<br /><br /><br /></span></div></div>Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-56479410696563367102011-01-09T03:23:00.015+08:002011-02-24T05:37:37.259+08:001979 (Smashing Pumpkins cover)<div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />嗎啡城。<br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; "><br /></span></span></span></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='200' height='160' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyuoI8F1Lgjhn2ux2WfKrpsvkBxM2y_cXXY3T5wxLyc_L9OxjDgRJqm-q_zKthlhi2bnpnNX-aQyE1vhzXuaQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; ">Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time<br />On a live wire right up off the street<br />You and I should meet</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; "><br />Junebug skipping like a stone<br />With the headlights pointed at the dawn<br />We were sure we'd never see an end to it all</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; "><br />And I don't even care to shake these zipper blues<br />And we don't know<br />Just where our bones will rest<br />To dust I guess<br />Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; "><br />Double cross the vacant and the bored<br />They're not sure just what we have in store<br />Morphine city slippin dues down to see</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; "><br />That we don't even care as restless as we are<br />We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts<br />And poured cement, lamented and assured</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; "><br />To the lights and towns below</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; ">Faster than the speed of sound<br />Faster than we thought we'd go, beneath the sound of hope</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; "><br />Justine never knew the rules,<br />Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls<br />No apologies ever need be made, </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; ">I know you better than you fake it</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; "><br />To see that we don't even care to shake these zipper blues<br />And we don't know just where our bones will rest<br />To dust I guess<br />Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; "><br />The street heats the urgency of sound<br />As you can see there's no one around<br /><br /></span></span></span></div></div><div><br /></div>Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-45303120982783660952011-01-06T06:52:00.004+08:002011-01-08T12:27:54.962+08:00Luna[DEMO] (Smashing Pumpkins cover)<div><br/></div><div>Demo,</div><div>就是沒有意外的話永遠都不會有完成品的意思。</div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='200' height='160' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy2y5rewoglQ95Pr1QvbRT0WaQwJEsn6eE2UI2F7pf4ZUaI6DpwUczIWjsp2hMhdjLkQH5Jn_T5H_4XEUrmCg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; ">What moonsongs<br />Do you sing your babies?<br />What sunshine do you bring?<br /><br />Who belongs<br />Who decides who's crazy<br />Who rights wrongs where others cling?<br /><br />I'll sing for you<br />If you want me to<br />I'll give to you<br />And it's a chance I'll have to take<br />And it's a chance I'll have to break<br /><br />I go along<br />Just because I'm lazy<br />I go along to be with you<br /><br />And those moonsongs<br />That you sing your babies<br />Will be the songs to see you through<br /><br />I'll hear your song<br />If you want me to<br />I'll sing along<br />And it's a chance I'll have to take<br />And it's a chance I'll have to break<br /><br />I'm in love with you<br />I'm in love with you<br />I'm in love with you<br /><br />I'm in love with you<br />So in love<br />I'm in love with you<br />With you<br />I'm in love with you<br /><br />I'm in love with you<br />So in love<br />I'm in love with you<br />I'm<br />I'm so in love<br />I'm in love with you</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br/></span></div><div><br /></div>Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-78769493907258624632010-10-18T06:14:00.002+08:002010-10-18T19:24:25.814+08:00那晚就是我的世界末日<br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='200' height='160' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dygDX8OH2m2Nqd2BZT_xEyTOJxQy3oqplTrA7hv5GeMRUaUc1aBzOlEFTi2bcXzKPMAwPm_qUlXWdPW_Zhq4w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br/><span style="color: #99aadd;">##ReadMore##</span>有點涼涼的哦實在很喜歡秋天,秋天的夜晚一個人走在街上然後冷風有時候可以穿透針織外套的細縫直接觸碰到身體,黃黃的路燈阿黃黃的牆紅色的地磚拼接而成的人行道,還有樹也在說話然後風在唱著歌,多麼寂寞阿多麼孤獨感覺真的很棒哦!<br />
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表演結束之後走過高架橋下的斑馬線,<br />
走著走著時間就好像黏土一樣慢慢的被拉長了。<br />
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帶著疲憊的身體帶著某天早晨的記憶,帶著針織外套帶著秋天的空氣,帶著兒時的回憶和愛人的笑容哦,後背包裡裝著顯示未讀訊息的手機與尚未拆封的新CD。美好,以及不復重現的美好,所有所有的事情就這樣子安靜且溫柔的緩慢而又徹底的死去八。就像宮崎駿卡通平成狸合戰最後一樣搭著航向遠方的慢船;我們坐著不知名的客運巴士連再見都沒有說,就這樣開往一個沒有終點的地方。<br />
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那晚就是我的世界末日啊。<br />
就這樣死去,就這樣慢慢的死去八,在秋天的黑夜裡徹徹底底的死去。<br />
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<br/>Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-352279839828465612010-09-17T13:49:00.015+08:002011-03-20T02:08:14.372+08:00島與國事件犯罪者自白 卷一 (節錄)<div><br /></div><div><br /></div>「...直到那天我才從母親的口中得知,由於當時父親與母親工作繁忙的緣故,所以在我三歲以前的時間總是待著不同的地方,由各個不同名稱而又一樣扮演著母親角色的人所照料著。」<br /><br />「基本上我還滿相信童年在一個人未來的人格發展裡佔有相當程度重要性的那件事情,所以在那之後我便把自己在歸屬感認同障礙(註:家、家庭、人際關係的確定、與更多關係的認同)的這個問題所發生的原因都歸咎於此。」<br /><br />「其實我也不在意究竟是不是這樣,反正我就是想這樣認為吧。」<span style="color: #99aadd;">##ReadMore##</span><br /><br /><br />「我在三歲前就待過台南、萬華、板橋、接著在新店讀完幼稚園。而國小在萬華的六年是我待過一個地方最久的時間,但那個位於萬華的家在感覺上也已經沒有了。國中在三峽,高中則下了高雄,大學時期在三重,然後到了淡水直到現在。」<br /><br />「雖然新店的房子是目前存在所感覺最接近家的地方,但在那我從沒好好的擁有過一個房間、一面牆、甚至是一張從小到大的書桌。」<br /><br />「從來沒有哦!」<br /><br />「..........。」(喀擦---)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />「啊對了!和高中時期的巨大變化比起來,我總以為在我所認知的我的童年裡面是再正常不過的,但某天我卻突然想到一件小事。」<br /><br />「某個晚上,國小的我正在玩著由第三波代理的『俠客游2』。」<br /><br />「欸,你們知道吧?」<br /><br />「就在我新創角色然後進入身世選單的時候,在貴族、劍客、商人、農民裡,我毫不猶豫的選擇了孤兒噢!不過我實在想不起來當時的我究竟是嚮往孤兒,或者就只是單純的認為自己是個孤兒罷了?」<br /><br />「就算是現在的我也還是搞不清楚。」<br /><br />「........。」(喀擦---)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />「如果要說......咳!咳!」<br /><br />「如果要說人生裡最初的記憶的話......」<br /><br />「我想是在我還無法站穩的年紀時佇立於籬笆邊,當時拍攝下來那張照片的情景。以及在幼時所動的疝氣手術被麻醉時所做的那個光怪陸離的夢。」<br /><br /><br />「我不記得母親子宮樣子,也不記得我從母親子宮爬出來時畫面。」<br /><br /><br />「所以如果要問我是從何而生,那麼我會選擇回答...」<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />「我是從那片籬笆,以及那個夢,所來到這個世界。」<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />嗶------ 錄音結束。<div><br /></div>Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578879123182240853.post-9115153859577199742010-08-19T05:22:00.026+08:002011-02-24T05:06:04.079+08:00Untitled 04#世界太美,也太遠。<br /><br />你知道嗎我最近常常看到很多太美的東西,太美的風景太美的彩虹太美的笑容和太美的臉。但是世界太美也太遠哦,基本上在我貳拾壹歲的今天也依然是這麼覺得的,所以我還是很喜歡看天空,尤其是夏季時間清晨肆點伍拾柒分到伍點整的天空。<br /><br />太深藍,太寧靜。太遠,也太美。<span style="color: #99aadd;">##ReadMore##</span><br /><br />我做了一些關於KTV、DVD選購區、黑夜的逃跑、老情婦之內心獨白那些東西的夢。由於我無法令在夢中的自己相信我不是身處於真實之中,所以也從來沒辦法成功的靈魂出體然後開啟通往異度空間的道路。<br /><br />你知道該怎麼確切的去相信真實嗎?你該怎麼相信眼前的電腦螢幕是存在的?眼睛所見的三度空間,耳朵聽到的聲音,手指的觸感,或是香味。雖然我很喜歡用眼睛看著我的手指去反覆觸摸十次來確定我真的有帶鑰匙出門。但是我更喜歡猜。我們來一起猜手上的這把東西到底是不是真的大門鑰匙,我們來猜。<br /><br />我這陣子在練習非常主觀的去判斷所有事情,一一找出自己真的喜歡和真的不喜歡的東西。例如我最近知道我喜歡沙拉土司了,但是非常討厭張小燕。不過在某一天的早晨我突然發現,發現我沒辦法去相信自己是這個世界的一份子,或許是從生而來就永遠離不開雙眼的視窗所影響,不論如何的想要用盡用力去相信但沒辦法就是沒辦法。<br /><br />我停不下來在心裡喊著,為什麼我不是在土地上紮根的樹?為什麼我不是河流?為什麼我不是雨?為什麼我不是因雨而現形的彩虹?<br /><br />為什麼我不是天空,不是世界,也不是宇宙?<br />為什麼我不是宇宙?<br /><br />直到那時候我才知道自己永遠無法蘊含任何一件那些太美的事物。一棵樹,一朵花,一片葉子,一整片的天空,甚至是無法擁有另一個太美的笑容太美的人。到死。<br /><br />是嫉妒嗎或是怨恨?<br />心底產生了巨大的悲傷。<br /><br />你知道嗎? 世界太美,也太遠。<br />你真的知道我在說什麼嗎?Sanctimonioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12777639119650509715noreply@blogger.com0