讓人越陷越深的思想泥淖上
語言的落葉無痕掩蓋了生命必經的歧路
語言的落葉無痕掩蓋了生命必經的歧路
自我始終沉迷於意義的重力塌陷
那裡只有時間疲憊不堪的存在
幻相是唯一的真實
當你在森林的清晨微風中醒來
—— 厭倦了思想的話術表演，詩是語言牢籠的直觀突圍。
Awakening
Over the quagmire of thought that drowns us deeper
Fallen leaves of language veil without a trace the forked paths life must take
The self remains addicted to the gravitational collapse of meaning
Where only time exists in exhaustion
Illusion is the sole reality
When you awake to the dawn breeze in the forest
—— Weary of the rhetorical performance of thought, poetry is an immediate breakout from the cage of language."