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Blurty for Ren L'hermite.
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| Sunday, September 9th, 2012 |
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| 從來沒有一個blog比blurty更入骨入心。 | ||
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| Monday, November 16th, 2009 |
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跟它完全無關，只是今天大腦翻播不絕。 世情薄，人情惡，又再復摸燕索當初。 面前歡笑都份屬門外。 下午好風光，微風推簾，有人思緒難纏。 其實我老早已放棄大哲大理。 |
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那股衝勁我還渴求抓得著。 年快半廿我才不想事事空談無果。 有時候又覺床暖人只想眠，有時候血肉妄想攀天。 我想我就是缺了THINK BIG那料子。 絕境見動力，我覺得還不夠苦。 只是未見苦都總會思危，本事只此。 是夜在看TED﹐扣人思潮在於年少已更事。 就是這股勁令我覺得實在不應停下來。 |
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| Sunday, November 8th, 2009 |
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青春小情人 情侶波鞋 他拉著她的手狂奔 她熬著他的煙狂跟 他面威風凜凜 女者素顏迎塵 灣仔街頭 大殺氣氛 街市氈販走到街頭 語言無礙 金錢需求 只有融入社會 方覺自己可以出頭 一襲藍衣 想其在故鄉未必 可以一嘗示顏 這裡是自由土地 家鄉未必我與 走在其背後 也許有過掙扎風雨 老外老西本土貨 一臉痴傻 --------------------------- 決定將漢語搬返BLURTY。 這裡才是母語家。 |
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| Thursday, August 27th, 2009 |
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從來都不願意承認了無大志；可是短短兩天足以令我由極樂墮至崩潰。 其實沒啥，是早知，真係老早就知道覆來覆去都只會如此。 當幾乎觸到他人的一刻都將手縮回，就是甘願留在死胡同內，感覺可怖。 真的很不甘，真的他媽的不甘，可是沒有。 最終回歸幼稚，用冷漠無心來自保自傲。 就如當初我跟他說算了，他曰唔想我算，最後就是拉我一同跌墮。 其實SAM說得好，講了如廝多次都講不明，就別再浪費時間。 我想不說。 我想不做。 我想走。 |
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| Monday, May 18th, 2009 |
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 BUT SOMETHING I KNEW WHEN I WAS YOUNG IS: 
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| Sunday, May 17th, 2009 |
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潘基文促請各國對抗惡化的氣候變化問題。 他說了一句： "Taking action now to reduce disaster risk can be one of the best investments countries can make" 所言甚是，然而是否金融澎脹的氣氛籠罩之下，各國都非明智投資就不會做。 生意沒有鴻利可圖就講都無謂，每月放錢等佢十年後自行滾大係生存之道。 就是每事都以利益為大前提下，彷彿在社會上你根本就唔應該以對錯行頭。 起薪點唔高就你做埋我o個份，過左一年人工唔加唔過塘就笨。 就連最簡單的對與錯，黑與白，是與非，都由一大堆無關痛癢的因素所左右。 事實上簡單至極。氣候變化，人類會死，所以就要救。 而氣候變化成因人人皆知，如何救援人人皆曉。 就是因為針未刺到肉就仍有空間紙上談兵。 就是因為政府未行我地就冇路走。 就是因為TVB仍然會諧笑，世界尚未塌下來。 沉尚未近。 還可以等。 都只怪climate change一詞已經淪為家常便飯，茶餘飯後都不值一提。 |
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| Thursday, May 14th, 2009 |
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很多時都不願寫。 日子彷彿有很多發生過，但事實上日日生活如是。 很多在經過大腦。 想了太多。 |
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| Wednesday, May 6th, 2009 |
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做SPA做massage都總好不過沐浴於晨光。 就是天即將塌下來都總有此刻可以相信人生可以美好。 這天我選擇不戴罹鏡，瞳孔赤裸裸的戀纏陽光。 塵埃彌漫確是大殺風景，至少聲波已經叫人墜夢中。 是日中環人很多，我也沒有留意太多 只覺得夏日是應該以皮膚充當知覺。 人只想看黃光可以纏住雙臂多久。 是日的確好受。 |
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| Tuesday, May 5th, 2009 |
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I don’t put a smile upon your face no more I can’t make your heart shine like it did before You don’t listen to my stories anymore You can’t comfort me the way you did before Was I too loud, was I too bad Was I too open Was I too high, was I too fast Was I too close I don’t feel your lips like the first kiss I’d rather run away than sit to face the truth Was I too proud, was I too hopeful Was I too needing Was I too crazy, was I too long Was I too giving No matter how far, no matter how long I will be there |
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| Monday, April 27th, 2009 |
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| Saturday, April 25th, 2009 |
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| You don't know how relaxing it is to sit in some cafe in a Saturday afternoon. | ||
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| Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009 |
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Like a bird. You can't land. Just keep floating. Never think your wings will get tired. Just float. Do not think of the land. Soil is good. But it's no longer yours. |
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| Tuesday, April 21st, 2009 |
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Love me not. Or at least don't fucking say you would love me. |
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| Monday, April 20th, 2009 |
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我也不想自己這樣沒有大志。 何必著力為自己製造悲哀。 與此同時忽略的事實在已太多太多 多得我無力正視。 遠方等救衣。 我方只自私自欺。 人怎麼要將自己放得如廝大， 大得以為自己就在中間，就如中國如何自視為中國。 我沒有力氣 要做的實在太多 而我還是繼續製造悲哀 可悲可哀 Stay true to the things I knew when I was younger, When food and love was all there left to hunger. It's when I stray from that truth as I grow older, Too much leaves an empty hollow hunger. I think about you on a moon lit night and the stars all seem to weep. When there's so much love to lose there's never any time for sleep. Look at me doing all these things without you we always left, And you were untrue; Whereas where we tried hard not to go to, I think that's how I finally came through. All the things we took for granted the words still live on in my head, All the times I took for granted all the words I never said, I think about you in the moon lit night and the stars all seem to weep. When there's so much love to you there's never any time for sleep, So I stay true to the things I knew when I was younger, When you and love was all there left to hunger. |
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| Sunday, April 19th, 2009 |
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Do not touch it. So that it won't flood. I just want to slip away. I was still saying it belonged to no one else. |
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Woke up this morning to the smell of rain Tears running down your window pane Little pictures on your telephone To remind you that you're not alone Through the curtains see the breaking sun Let you know you're not the only one With your eyes closed You can count the fingers on one hand You've been sleeping with the wrong man Couldn't see through the thick fog And now you're falling off a log Looked at your diamond it was just a fake Your heart was sleeping now it's wide awake And all your girlfriends in the living room Sit and tell you it was never you Trailing scoubidous and pokemon Taxi's here now so come on, come on Let's get out there No looking back, it's just history You've been barking up the wrong tree Now just follow your own nose You can do it with your eyes closed Count the fingers on one hand You've been sleeping with the wrong man Teaching tricks to an old dog And now you're falling off a log Falling off a log You can do it with your eyes closed |
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| Saturday, April 18th, 2009 |
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Am I touching my skin? It feels nothing. But does it mean it is nothing. GOD. DAMN. IT. |
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| Friday, April 17th, 2009 |
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My stomach is empty. And I can't help the ache. |
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| Hopelessly. | ||
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Blurty for Ren L'hermite.
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