生之永遠臨界
期待著期待的掉落虛空
死之從未抵達
那些風口述了事件的離散
當數位沉默
為了語言的藝術
你又將如何演算我們的世界
Digital Silence
Life stands forever at a threshold,
awaiting the fall of expectation into the void.
Death has never arrived;
the winds narrate the dispersion of events.
When digital silence descends,
for the sake of language as art,
how will you compute our world?
