Fragmentation

The fragrance of the forbidden fruit occasionally floats by, which reminds us that the finest of all pleasures is the rush of action, 

the on-the-spur-of-the-moment  impulsion,

to confront, to conquer, or to destroy.

She carries within herself a great fund of life, and the highest level of exhilaration is to feel the continuity between the moments of her own soul and the agitations of the world.

Several moments, as memory plays over them, resolved themselves into a multitude of scenes and figures,

many others, dropped out of sight, or if describing it more precisely,

fall into obliteration.

The result, is a Kaleidoscope.

Moma展出部分凡高的画作, 满心欢喜的要了pass跑去朝圣. 站在Starry Night面前再一次看他充满色彩的黑夜, 读他心里的希望和绝望. 

 耀眼的黄, 寂静的黑, 是矛盾中的浓墨重彩.

往事的缺口,诺言的甜美.

落英缤纷, 烟花寂寞. 

时间倏忽而过. 很多人与之擦肩, 只剩下那些执意留下的人. 没有谁一定会是谁的谁. 只是你不小心走了进来,  于是我继续想念. 沉默是缠绵缱绻的伪装.

黑暗中蜷缩成落寞的姿势, 没有笑容, 没有语言.  你是否会爱我多年后颓败的容颜, 和日渐丰盈的心.  

世间这样荒芜,

寂静这样深邃.

如果你不在身边,

我是这样想念你.

08.12.2.

K.