只是六行

手機窺視
一日生活圈

黑喵提案

重編垃圾DNA

演算法的倉鼠滾輪上

夜色無處逃竄

    Just Six Lines

The phone peers into

a day's circle of life.

Black Meow proposes

rewriting the DNA of trash.

On the hamster wheel

of algorithms,

the night has nowhere to flee.

繼續

接踵而至者生

聲音如是

言語如是

隨踵而逝者亡

存在如是

意義如是

意識而波動者幻化

時空如是

維度如是

波動而意識者實相

有我如是

無我如是

    Continue

What follows in succession is birth,

so it is with sound,

so it is with language.

What passes away in succession is death,
so it is with existence,
so it is with meaning.

What consciousness sets into motion transforms as illusion,
so it is with space and time,
so it is with dimensions.

What motion awakens into consciousness is reality,
so it is with self,
so it is with no-self.

你猜

心歸無物之外

又非星旅的真空道途

時間它循跡印象

一生罔度其實甚歡

精神料峭

春天總在尚遠中

    You Guess

The heart returns beyond all things,

yet not along the vacuum path of a stellar journey.

Time follows the traces of impressions.

A lifetime, seemingly adrift, is in truth full of quiet delight.

The spirit remains touched by the chill.

Spring is always still somewhere in the distance.

很水

阿Q argue

人類有夠累

文化搶著說話

海水一直很水

    Very Watery

Ah Q argues.

Humankind is exhausted.

Culture rushes to speak.

The sea

just keeps being water.

碳基時光

碳基時光的深夜凝視

守宮忽現

是否貪我杯中咖啡

那整夜不眠的幾何思辨

不過是夢想顛倒

手機透露了它的耗電細節

    Carbon-Based Time

A late-night gaze

within carbon-based time.

A gecko

suddenly appears.

Is it coveting

the coffee in my cup,

or the sleepless night

of geometric contemplation,

where dreams

are merely turned upside down?

My phone quietly reveals

the details of its battery drain.

未去

微光當下

在玄量裡通零

並非是我

於空無中沒有

未去的本來

（* 參閱這篇《微光玄量》）

    Not Gone

The photon of now

opens into Zero

within the microcosmic mysterious quantity.

It is not I

that does not exist

within Emptiness.

The Original

has never gone.

(* See this article, 《微光玄量》）

昨日之默

一的旅行

昨日之默

離開ta的星球

    The Silence of Yesterday

The One's journey

Yesterday's silence

Departing from ta's planet

絕句

語言愛上了焦慮

眾說紛紜

斷絕於此的陌生短句

ta的初心

    A Quatrain

Language fell in love with anxiety.

Voices scattered.

An unfamiliar short verse

ends here.

ta's original heart.

神秘的猜想

政客又表演了笑話
排隊是一種美食
網上有許多大師可供選擇

努力生活

為了拯救神秘的猜想

    The Mysterious Conjecture

Politicians perform another joke.

Queuing has become a delicacy.

There are countless masters to choose from online.

Keep living with all your strength,

to save the mysterious conjecture.

希望

信箱經常是空的

傍晚依舊悶熱

時間沉迷在手機的微光中

又一個預言失敗了

寄希望於明天

    Hope

The mailbox is often empty.

The evening remains humid.

Time is absorbed in the faint glow of a phone.

Another prophecy has failed.

Hope is left for tomorrow.

始終

始於零

早晨第一件事

發現孤獨

來不及猶豫

成爲光

終於無限

ta只是ta自己

    Beginning and End

Beginning with zero,

the first thing

this morning:

discovering solitude.

No time to hesitate.

Becoming light,

at last,

infinite.

ta is simply ta.

純粹

人類的猜想
直到一首無言之詩

聲音也沉默了

ta的純粹

    Pure

Human conjectures,

until

a wordless poem.

Even sound

fell silent.

ta's purity