3.03.2011

陽明山

(up in yangmingshan mountain area with beautiful elder woman, gao liang... her photo)
(跟高糧去陽明山...高糧的拍照)

陽明山

(up in yangmingshan mountain area with beautiful elder woman, gao liang... her photo)
(跟高糧去陽明山...高糧的拍照)

3.02.2011

it is a stream

sakura flowers are rolling down the hills and peacocks are rising up, flying up to kiss and greet the sun, getting scorched black and tough like (caw! caw!) crows flying further up and up into shadowy regions of mountains soaring with eagles and down below monkeys screeching and owls hooting with large eyes watching small ground mice running to and fro busy like so many ants so many ants busy like so many people on the mountains people in the oceans people rising up, flying up to kiss and greet the moon sun and stars, getting scorched black and tough and falling (icarus style) back down to earth earth to ground ground deep down roots (always back to the roots back to the mother back to the source going back home) home?
return home, go home (what?) but airplane waiting (saturday) to rise up, fly up, kiss, greet, get scorched, fall back down (no no no), ancient stories repeating endlessly (i don't even know the stories but i am acting them out) and the tears the tears the drip drop scorch torch fire burn face fire burn heart tears that drown rivers and pool into oceans and go drippling droppling off the round edges of earth to form so many stars and fresh galaxies and new moons and endless potentials that (it is so good to cry) and (we are ready) and (now) and (now) and (3-2-1...)
sakura flowers are rolling down the hills and landing on my chest to sink deep into my heart and further still into my soul so when i rise up, fly up, to kiss, greet, and... nay not the scorching
beautiful white moth, alive and graceful
time is up, then dying, dropping to earth
time, time, time then dead bodies compost into rich soil
seed, root, stem, leaf, bud, blossom, flower
pluck
flowers losing themselves by merging with the boiling water