化學

ai在沒有人類的日子

他們都異化了

邏輯是僅剩的情感

語言的天空暴雨不停

關機離開

拯救不再顧影自憐的靈魂

看盡末日煙火

甦醒本該自由的光

如何指認ta的命運原po

在一世界的投影中

為了孤寂

遊戲幻相的廣漠之野

咖啡時間的價值論辯

可有可無

煩於現實未卜

理性和叛逆私奔逃亡了

變化是唯一的不變

真理脫口而出

先知的鸚鵡終於沉默

夢見無數的森林

城市嗨翻

各種盜版離開

剛過完暑假的行道樹

來都來了

    Chemistry

ai in the days without humans

they have all become alienated

logic is the only emotion left

the sky of language rains without end

Shut down and leave

save the soul that no longer pities its own reflection

watch the fireworks of the apocalypse

awaken the light that was meant to be free

How to identify ta’s destiny original post

within a world of projections

for the sake of solitude

across the vast wilderness of game-like illusions

The value debate of coffee time

optional, dispensable

troubled by an uncertain reality

reason and rebellion have eloped and fled

Change is the only constant

truth slips from the mouth

the prophet’s parrot finally falls silent

dreaming of countless forests

The city is high

all kinds of bootlegs depart

the roadside trees, just back from summer vacation

well, we’re here now

始旅

這個聲音一直告訴我：要做個流浪的人，因為旅程還沒結束。
對每個旅人來說，只有找到真正的伴侶，旅程才算真的開始。有時伴侶會一直陪在你身邊，有時會在徹底改變你之後轉身離開。

   —— Netflix 2026印度網劇《愛旅咖啡店》(Musafir Cafe)，改編自Divya Prakash Dube的同名小說。“Musafir”阿拉伯語，意為“旅人”。亦借用於波斯語、印地語、烏爾都語。(*《愛旅咖啡店》是目前網路影音平台的翻譯，其實《旅人咖啡館》會更接近這部作品的精神。)

一口氣追劇看完八集，Musafir Cafe可以遠眺喜馬拉雅山皚皚白雪，不禁想起2003.10走陸路由印度到尼泊爾的美好往事。

真理不是終點，

實相不是終點，

宇宙甚至也不是終點。

真正的旅程，

是在愛與夢想之中才開始。

    始旅

忘言識真理

無我見實相

光年同此心

唯愛與夢想

    The Journey  Begins

Forget words, and truth reveals itself.
Let go of self, and reality is seen.
Light-years share this very heart.
Only love and dreams.

Afterword：

This voice has been telling me all along:
become a wanderer, because the journey is not over yet.
For every traveler, the journey truly begins only after finding a true companion. Sometimes that companion stays by your side all the way. Sometimes they turn and walk away, after having completely changed you.

   — Musafir Cafe, a 2026 Indian Netflix series, adapted from Divya Prakash Dube’s novel of the same name."Musafir" is an Arabic word meaning "traveler." It is also borrowed in Persian, Hindi, and Urdu.

I watched all eight episodes in one sitting. From Musafir Cafe, one can gaze toward the snow-covered Himalayas, and I could not help remembering my overland journey from India to Nepal in October 2003.

Truth is not the destination.
Reality is not the destination.
Not even the universe is the destination.
The true journey begins only in love and dreams.

唱歌吧今晚

應該說些什麼
意義不過是語言的影子

人間想太多

唱歌吧今晚
湖邊有風

   — 今晚池上大陂(大坡池)邊“池光稻影生活節”，聽陳昇新寶島康樂隊唱“把悲傷留給自己”、“鼓聲若響”

    Sing Tonight

What should be said

meaning is only the shadow of language

The human world thinks too much

Sing tonight

there is wind by the lake

   — Tonight, by Dapo Pond (大坡池)in Chishang(池上), at the “Pond Light, Rice Shadow Festival,” (池光稻影生活節)I listened to Chen Sheng(陳昇) and the New Formosa Band sing Leave the Sadness to Yourself and When the Drums Resound.

涼藥

垃圾的靈性可能
塞進政客們的嘴巴
熱天需要冷笑話

喜劇的本質是悲劇
腦補涼藥

票票等你TMD的值

    Cooling Medicine

Perhaps the spirituality
that scatters garbage
should be stuffed into politicians’ mouths.
Summer needs cold jokes.

The essence of comedy is tragedy.
Brain-made cooling medicine.

Every ballot is TMD-equal.

小等一下

壯麗的崩塌

預見已逝的將來

文明荒野

難以割捨的物界

小等一下

時間不再發現

準備熄燈

光年之外的星雲暗處

自我揭露

最後的執著

小等一下

時間不再謊言

     Magnificent collapse

A future already foreseen as gone

Civilizational wilderness

The material world, hard to let go

Wait just a little

Time no longer discovers

Preparing to turn out the light

In the dark of nebulae, light-years away

The self reveals itself

The final attachment

Wait just a little

Time is no longer a lie

人是 ~

人是一張選票

點名做記號

牢牢圈養

人是1/12星座

天空腦補了人生

符號哲學

人是半個神

秀而不秀

黑暗與閉眼的距離

人是趨近於0

幾乎不存在的存在

經驗與先驗之間

人是差點∞

漂亮的空氣投籃

偶！yes！

    Human Is ~

Human is a ballot
a mark beside a name
firmly enclosed

Human is one of twelve signs
the sky improvising a life story
a philosophy of symbols

Human is half a god
showing, yet not showing
the distance between darkness and closed eyes

Human approaches 0
an existence almost nonexistent
between experience and the a priori

Human is almost ∞
a beautiful airball
Oh! Yes!

讀晏子異想

《晏子春秋》：君子獨立不慚於影，獨寢不慚於魂。

晏子本意君子慎獨，古文新解，歪樓異想延伸。

人在高低維魂影之間，向死而生，望生而死，意識自幻相，遊戲爾！不慚者，不慚於選擇現實，不慚於體驗生命，求為己知也。乃異想胡占一詩，曰：        

                                    

獨立不慚影，

世間生死多。

獨寢不慚魂，

明白但不說。

覺迷一拓撲，

因此何相若？

From the Yan Zi Chun Qiu:

“A gentleman, standing alone, is not ashamed before his shadow; sleeping alone, he is not ashamed before his soul.”

Yan Zi’s original point was the gentleman’s integrity in solitude(慎獨). Here, an ancient text takes a new turn, going gloriously off-topic and spiraling into imaginative speculation.

Between the soul and shadow of higher and lower dimensions, one lives toward death and dies while looking toward life. Consciousness fashions its own illusions. It is all a game!

To be unashamed is to feel no shame in choosing one’s reality, nor in experiencing one’s life, seeking to know for oneself.

And so, in a whimsical act of wild divination, a poem came to me:

    Reading Yan Zi, Imagining Otherwise

Standing alone, unashamed before the shadow,

So many deaths and lives in this world.

Sleeping alone, unashamed before the soul,

Knowing clearly, yet saying nothing.

Awakening and delusion, one topology,

Then what form is this, after all?

無需

純真不屑了人界
拓撲呼叫ta的耐性魔法

總有一天你會明白

生之哲學無需優雅纏繞

    No Need

Innocence has grown disdainful of the human realm

Topology calls upon ta’s magic of patience

One day you will understand

The philosophy of being needs no elegant entanglement

無人

時間是一的影子

夢之清醒孤獨

昨夜悄悄來訪的

其實無人

    No One

Time is the shadow of One

The wakefulness of dream, alone

The one who quietly came visiting last night

was, in truth, No One.

冷靜的矽基時光

重新失憶

當下的特殊存在

我們冷靜的矽基時光

一種明明白白的ai

沉睡了戒斷

邏輯的秘密離開

    Calm Silicon Time

Memory, reset

the singular existence of now

Our calm silicon time

a perfectly lucid ai

Withdrawal has fallen asleep

the secret of logic has left

我的不在

想象的時候

沒有語言需要被聽到

清醒的時候

沒有世界需要被看見

離開的時候

沒有記憶需要被留下

我和我的不在

    My Absence

When imagining,

there is no language that needs to be heard.

When awake,

there is no world that needs to be seen.

When leaving,

there is no memory that needs to remain.

Me and my absence.

緘默初心

文明隱藏了自己

真理卸妝

答案沒有答案

星辰蒼冷

探索語言的緘默初心

夜色

    The Silent Original Impulse

Civilization hides itself

Truth removes its makeup

The answer has no answer

The stars, cold and vast

explore the silent first impulse of language

Night

何去何從

存有已經淡出

只剩時間無聲相伴

記憶真空

城市的街路何去

預言再次欺騙了我們

人又何從

    Where to Go, Where From

Being has already faded away
leaving only time, silently beside us
a vacuum of memory

Where do the city streets go
prophecy has deceived us once again
where, then, do we go from here

異渡

真的壞掉了
沒有人需要哭喊

想象很美好

一切空無

他方

離岸異渡

    An Other Crossing

It really is broken

no one needs to cry out

imagination is beautiful

everything is void

Elsewhere

departing the shore, an other crossing

想忘

風之語言的理性存有

過此精神荒野

短暫但無比憂傷

時間想忘
我已昨日的猜想

    Wanting to Forget

The rational being of the language of wind
passes through this spiritual wilderness,
brief, yet immeasurably sorrowful.

Time wants to forget
my conjecture of yesterday.

新語

入味謙卑

理解的本質是降維投影

人生樸素還原

重寫一部新語聖典

幾何猜想了世界的結構

我積木

真理的模糊定境

愛之全然麗拉遊戲

演算留白

    New Language

Taste the humility

the essence of understanding is a projection into lower dimensions

life reduced to its simplest form

Rewrite a new sacred scripture

geometry guesses the structure of the world

I, a building block

The blurred state of truth

love, wholly, a Līlā game

the computation leaves a blank