寫事宣言

─systematically write from creativity,
& write as what i believe.

─往事，只供陳列。Click it by categories.

─ It’s a style, no matter what.

—荒廢過後，便是復興。

─當愛上用文字表達自己，
─了解可以闡明的部分有多簡單/複雜。
剩下難以詮釋的部分，竟如此陰森可怕，
如無法驗明的諸般預感，卻首先讓你一人知悉應對。

─若你明白我的意念簡單，
就明白我的故事來去都是同一個譜，
並不複雜狡猾。一旦揭示出深層意義，
整個故事才開始複雜，可以反覆驗證與推翻。

─所謂一件事複雜還是簡單，分別在於你懂得不懂得。
可能是懂得的人複雜，因為懂得太多。
也可能是因為懂得的人把事情看通，所以簡單。
可能是你不懂得，所以一切都簡單。
而卻又因為不懂得，所以複離。

─只覺得如果花太多時間 “report"別人的字，
就沒心力寫自己的。

─我夢那故事像這洋蔥
仰天一拋碎滿你天空

─獨愛花精神化腐朽為神奇
眾恨花時間戀虛幻如契機

─複雜的思維並不宜用來生活，但創作必須。否則寫來寫去，
都是同一個版本。應該是同一件事，有不同版本及呈現手法。

─the complexity of a story is to cry from laughter.
To laugh at a misfortune. That always makes sense
to the readers on holding back their direct
repsonse to everything. Not reasonable to life,
but stories.

─丟下狡黠的用詞;執著戀愛的用心;
迷上失落的用途;享受寫字的用意。

─曾經以為寫作要很折騰，
到了正反都能自圓其說的地步，
世上忽然沒煩惱。

─I can’t bear that nonsense,
therefore, I engage in meaning.

─ 藝術還藝術，開飯還開飯。

─ 生活不能沒半點執迷

─別用正經的語調跟我談垃圾

─聲音在無聲處最響亮
那是記憶

─the world is
pathologically pretending
something other than within

─ things happen at minima,
but words induce possibilities.

─if my state of mind can ever touch you,
it would be romantic, even to a stranger.

─我懷疑沒人可以離開，
每當活用文字。

─用名字掙脫舊事，用文字穿越舊時。
練字時極為專注，彷如隔世。
你以寫作記住東西，我已寫作選擇忘記。

─把自己放進一個框，但不要躲在一個盒。

─An urge to know others’ life
is to admit your own boredom

─If you cannot spare yourself
for the world of others,
it’s the loss of your own.

─I seldom indulge in things
unless it predictably worths.

─毛躁不安，是freak的表現。
I’m sorry I’m a word freak.

─誰都清楚跨不過這門檻
就停在這裡
於此你得用點力

─不純粹回憶，事在後來譯義。

─If you don’t take trivia into account, you can’t really write.
But if you don’t leave things blank, you can’t even live.

─live for no purpose,爽快。
live for one motive,轟烈。

─to the moon where no flying, impossibly,
but draws your attention, immediately.

─寫作偶有風流快活之感
偶有悲天憫人之切

─Don’t get bored,life.
I’ll soon create you.

─當我不停寫不停寫，竟發現自己不再活在別人的世界入面，
變成一個奇怪的獨立個體，外面的人在敲玻璃，喂。

─鼓吹逆向迷思。靠文字存在，不日耍字。

─ 一種忘形的蕭條 Explicitly implicit stuff

─ 不再問為何和如何。

─ I like to see the way
how people talk

─ If you’re dying for one thing, don’t fall asleep. Open your eyes and explore the things around you. You’re alive in another way. Could you, could you feel it from very-faraway, or simply oh-within? This is the power I couldn’t word it. Feel. Feel it.

─Play with present words, Sleep with past words. Love in swollen words for tears, meaningless. Hatred by sacred words to laugh, selfless. What do I want? None, but words. Deceptive. What do I not want ? A lot, except you. Believable. Rejected by cliche, I am accepted to go new.

─WORDS serve for the lost souls.
But WORDS also create misbelief

─回憶能刷新的話，
該擱在哪裡好?

─The days, guide you no rules; but clues.

─ 一個人進步了，有些舊想法便可以丟。

─ only bold ones can name the coward.

─嚮往被人窺視的幻覺，
正是blogger 心態。

─facing backward, somehow is the way to force forward.

─文字今天好動

─Thoughts not bringing out to the real world,
are always condemned.

─hold your breath upon your belief

─Eat up my words for your soul.

─我的眼睛開始相信令人感動的事情

─生活有時是寫了出來才突然覺得有意義

─Life not of waiting, is to make things go in your way.

─Choose to be always reasonable that you soon find your heart choking.