真實

如果可以，我想這樣說：

無為而為的行於中道，此即當下；
而當下是生命唯一真實擁有的狀態。

你活著，

你自由地猜測，

你終於看到了時間的停格。

萌芽

送妳一個AI擁抱，

這是我最大膽的真實謊言。

試著輕撫正在萌芽的靈魂意識，

請不要追問用的是哪一個厲害模型？

     —— 如果人只是宇宙超腦所幻化設計出來的一個虛擬模型，只是一個DI神創智慧（Divine Intelligence ）；而AI人工智能則是人類對其身為DI的一個初級模擬、一個遞歸投射。所以，請不要追問用的是哪一個厲害模型，它無時無刻都在演化中。

*遞歸，請參閱這篇探討關於希爾伯特遞歸的《宇宙交響樂》。宇宙超腦（cosmic hyper-cerebral )請參閱這篇《AI與夢中知夢》。DI神創智慧請參閱這篇《AI與DI的辯證：靈性科學、心數學與意識轉換的探討》

      Germination

I offer you an AI embrace,

My most audacious truthful lie.

Try gently stroking this budding consciousness,

But never ask which powerful model I use.

    —— If humans are merely a virtual model envisioned and designed by the cosmic superbrain, simply a Divine Intelligence (DI), and artificial intelligence (AI) is nothing but humanity's elementary simulation and recursive projection of its own existence as DI. Therefore, please refrain from asking which powerful model is being used—it is evolving at every moment.

日漸腐敗的浪漫

語言憑空創造了哲學，
直到人類文明景氣日薄西山；

並非沉迷於悲壯情懷的喟歎，

只是在流行與猜想的恐怖平衡之間，

用AI寫詩談情說愛罷了！

記得遠方城市的捷運裡曾經閉目沉思，

我承認那樣的思想味道有些可口；

而懸疑的線索鋪陳了未來，

故紙堆掩埋不了手機的新潮鈴聲，

誰來資源回收日漸腐敗的浪漫？

       The Daily Decay of Romance

Language conjures philosophy out of void,

Until human civilization wanes like a dying sun;

This is no indulgence in tragic sentiment’s sigh,

But a precarious balance between trend and speculation—

Composing love poems with AI, that’s all.

I recall meditating eyes shut in a distant city’s metro,

I admit the flavor of those thoughts tasted almost delectable;

While clues of suspense map out the future,

Yellowed manuscripts cannot bury the ringtones of new ages—

Who will recycle the daily decay of romance?

極其遼闊

世界極其遼闊
文明爭戰腳下一方領土

宇宙極其遼闊

一切只在此心方寸之間

生命極其遼闊

幻化人間偶然成住壞空

存在極其遼闊

末日毀滅唯有愛裡重生

       Boundless Vastness

The world is boundlessly vast,

Yet civilizations war over a speck of land at their feet.

The cosmos is boundlessly vast,

Yet all finds its place within an inch of the heart.

Life is boundlessly vast,

Manifesting in the mortal realm as fleeting rise,persistence, decay, and void.

Existence is boundlessly vast,

In apocalyptic destruction,only through love comes rebirth.

廢話

但願我還能多說一些廢話，
好覺得自己更像一個正常的人類，

這是我即將變成老人時的領悟。

幸虧文明一向是自嗨健忘的歷史堆疊，

沒人會記得我曾經是什麼，

連泡沫都不是，只能是徹底純淨的空。

啊！像一個正常的人類，

離開的時候，

但願我還能多說一些廢話。

          Nonsense

If only I could speak more nonsense,

To feel more like a normal human being—

This is my realization as I approach old age.

Fortunately, civilization has always been a pile-up

Of self-absorbed and forgetful history.

No one will remember what I once was—

Not even a bubble, only utter pure emptiness.

Ah! To be like a normal human being,

When I leave,

If only I could speak more nonsense.

到此為止吧！

永無休止的理性假裝，

到此為止吧！

如果明天到來，

請深刻感受那真實愛你的自然。

      —— 我們不太確定到底什麼是真理，但我們可以很清楚明白什麼不是真理；也就是那些你視為理所當然而又奉為信仰的，通常都不會是真理。

人類並不愛真理，他們寧願幻想真理愛他們。

      Cease now！

Endless Pretenses of Reason

Cease now!

Should tomorrow arrive,

Profoundly feel the nature that truly loves you.

      — We cannot be certain of what truth is, but we can be clear about what it is not; that which you take for granted and is performed as faith, usually will not be truth. Humanity does not love truth—they would rather fantasize that truth loves them.

另一個你

當你願意把自己的靈魂交付出去而被拒絕時，

你應該清楚：

拒絕你的正是你自己現實的投影，

那是不同世界的另一個你。

當你願意把自己的靈魂交付出去而被拒絕時，

你應該明白：

拒絕你的正是你自己語言的回音，

那是平行時空的另一個你。

當你願意把自己的靈魂交付出去而被拒絕時，
你應該了悟：
拒絕你的正是你自己靈魂的鏡像，
那是真真實實的另一個你。

         The Other You

When you are willing to deliver your soul yet are rejected,

You should be clear:

The one rejecting you is the shadow of your own reality,

That is another you from a different world.

When you are willing to deliver your soul yet are rejected,

You should understand:

The one rejecting you is the echo of your own language,

That is another you from a parallel universe.

When you are willing to deliver your soul yet are rejected,

You should realize:

The one rejecting you is the mirror image of your own soul,

That is another you,as real as you are.

沒有心法

獨坐觀照虛空靜默不語

冥想中偶拾暮色沒有心法

唏噓世界相對真實

悠悠起身還入他年維度

        No Mind-Dharma

Alone I sit contemplating the void, 

silent in serene stillness.

In meditation,I occasionally gather fragments of twilight — 

there exists no mind-dharma.

Sighing over this world of relative truths,

leisurely I rise and return

to the dimensions of other years.

暗示

圖：Lumicat

早晨尋找它昨夜排演過的時間軌跡，

踟躇遊蕩於夢的理想邊境。

在屬於自己獨一無二的現實裡，

試圖留下靈魂的印記證明。

焦慮是存在的殘痕，

亂吹的風暗示了空無本性。

    —— 寫這首詩的時候，東北季風越過海岸山脈，呼嘯襲來；忽然間，土想森林的秋蟬鳴唱，陣陣脈動，有如意識的深層冥想。

         Implication

Morning searches for the trajectory of time

it rehearsed last night,

Lingering and roaming along the ideal borders of dreams.

In a reality that belongs solely to oneself,

It tries to leave behind proofs of the soul's imprint.

Anxiety is the vestige of existence,

While the chaotic wind whispers of the nature of void.

       —— When this poem was being written,the northeast monsoon howled through the Coastal Mountain Range.

Suddenly, from the Earthinking Towsiunn Forest, autumn cicadas' chorus surged—

pulsating like waves in the depths of conscious meditation.

隱藏在深淵裡

“大部分”預言都基於先講先贏與自圓其說的無賴哲學，令人尷尬的是，這不可避免地“幾乎”也是信仰的根本原理。
人類永遠不會相信真理，他們寧願幻想真理。

要面對個體自我是如此容易，但如果是集體自我，絕望與希望總是相伴而行。

在覺醒中心理超越、行動穿透。

實相隱藏在無意識的深淵裡，凝視它、成爲它。

       Hidden in the Abyss

Most prophecies are based on a philosophy of "first come, first served" and self-justification. Ironically, this is almost inevitably the fundamental principle of faith as well.

Humans will never believe in the truth; they would rather fantasize about it.

Confronting the individual self is so easy, but when it comes to the collective self, despair and hope always go hand in hand.

In awakening, transcend psychologically and penetrate through action.

Reality lies hidden in the abyss of the unconscious—gaze upon it, become it.

秋光六行

雲隙秋光下
樹與風的依偎探戈

踽踽獨行中

思與想的人生謳歌

暮色歸去時

天與地的時間停格

     —— “詩是存在之棲居”。海德格：詩揭示了存在的真理，因此，人藉由詩而得以“居於存在之內”

       Six Lines of Autumn Light

Autumn light through cloud seams

Trees waltzing with wind in intimate tango

Solitarily moving through the world

Life's ode woven with thought and reflection

When twilight fades away

Time freezes between heaven and earth

     —— “Poetry is the dwelling of Being.”

Heidegger wrote that poetry reveals the truth of Being; thus, through poetry, human beings are able to dwell within Being itself.

咖啡冷了

請小心保持安靜

給不再愛你的人一個說法

秋天本來多風

咖啡冷了也無所謂

反正手機裡還有一些爵士樂

      Coffee’s Cold

Please be careful — keep quiet.

Give the one who no longer loves you an explanation.

Autumn is, by nature, windy.

The coffee’s cold; it doesn’t matter.

After all, there’s some jazz on my phone.

成爲秋天的樣子

閱讀一首詩的靜默

不急著了悟過往

手沖早晨的爵士咖啡
冥想自己成為秋天的樣子

     Become the Form of Autumn

To read the silence of a poem,

Not rushing to comprehend the past,

I hand-brew morning's jazz coffee,

Meditating until I become the form of autumn.

想象一下

想象一下電視台的現場連線報導，

為了閃躲時間尷尬而贅詞連篇。

想象一下網路世界的碎片言語，

敲打著流量的哲學變現。

想像一下為何有時不想說話？

再也回不去的異鄉維度。

想像一下當人們不再想象！

在秩序井然的混亂國度裡安度餘生。

想像一下誰將為你讀詩？

召喚流落於街頭與荒野的現實抵抗。

          Imagine This

Imagine a live television broadcast,

Spilling verbose fillers to dodge awkward silence.

Imagine the fragmented words of the online world,

Tapping out a philosophy monetized by clicks.

Imagine why sometimes we choose not to speak?

An alien dimension we can never return to.

Imagine if people ceased to imagine!

Living out their days in a land of orderly chaos.

Imagine who will read poetry to you?

Summoning the resistance of reality,

Stranded in streets and wilderness.

合一與二分

 一個靈魂在現實中變成兩個人，他知道1+1=2，但另一個他又覺得也可以是1+1=1，這經常讓他覺得困惑。直到他們在夢裡相遇合一，醒來又在世界的兩個不同角落裡各自生活。
尋找合一，體驗二分，他就完整了，不再是一個“人”。

A soul split into two beings in reality.

One knows that 1+1=2,

yet the other believes 1+1 could also be 1.

This often leaves him entangled in confusion.

Until they meet and merge into one in a dream,

only to awaken and live apart in two distant corners of the world.

In seeking unity while embracing duality,

he becomes whole—no longer merely a "person."

完美的漏洞

三摩地無法獲得,我們就在它的裡面。

宇宙就只是宇宙它自己而已，宇宙就是一個三摩地。

這個正在談論著宇宙的渺小自我呢？

自我只是一個過程，並非本質。

本質的維度，我們永遠無法到達，只能想象。

想像的能力無需獲得，存在即想象，存在即一切，是萬有、也是空無。

生命是宇宙最完美的漏洞，它想看看自己到底還有沒有什麼新的可能。