依兲朝語言
痛出風格痛出水平痛出成績痛出中國特色痛出社會主義新一役
cry for king lear
cry for king lear
thou knows my tears?
tearin' thy ears
cannot be near my dears
drinkin' beer upon my bier
one year two years
stop keyer then gear
fear's here
bearin' bears beside mere
pear's considered as pearl
nowhere
no wear
the final speech of the great dictator in 1940
*鄙人疏漏 邇來乃觀未獲獎影帝Sir Charles Chaplin之the great dictator 時空邁渡 彼時有聲映畫所作已顯精緻 不需苛求至善 而Charlie演技堪謂一流一 非過譽之飾 其中不少片斷可成範典 尤以片尾無名猶太理髮師與獨裁者之置換 善者儵居權位 立地擲以善辭 擊落有聲 雖則片外詈音不乏 貶之為左舌 赤蘇之走犬 云云 姑以為一二說耳*
*俗世俗人自有俗事俗理 天地間所謂幸福亦不過佛家言之迷障不真 夢中修羅帳 然則未可超脫者 聊且立虛立俗以自活 尚冀昧妄敗壞之塵不至日厚也*
*俗世俗人自有俗事俗理 天地間所謂幸福亦不過佛家言之迷障不真 夢中修羅帳 然則未可超脫者 聊且立虛立俗以自活 尚冀昧妄敗壞之塵不至日厚也*
Below is the text of The Final Speech of the Great Dictator, delivered by the character, the Jewish Barber, in Chaplin’s 1940 film, The Great Dictator. The Jewish Barber was played by Sir Charles Chaplin.
…
I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be an emperor. That’s not my business. I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible- Jew, Gentile, black men, white…
We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each others’ happiness, not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way.
Greed has poisoned men’s souls; has barricaded the world with hate; has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical; our cleverness, hard and unkind.
We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery ,we need humanity. More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost. The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in man; cries out for universal brotherhood; for the unity of us all.
Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women, and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people.
To those who can hear me, I say “Do not despair.”
The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish.
Soldiers! Don’t give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you and enslave you; who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder!
Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men—machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You have a love of humanity in your hearts! You don’t hate!
Only the unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural.
Soldiers! Don’t fight for slavery! Fight for liberty!
In the seventeenth chapter of St. Luke, it’s written “the kingdom of God is within man”, not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people, have the power, the power to create machines, the power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy, let us use that power.
Let us all unite.
Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give youth a future and old age a security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They do not fulfill their promise. They never will!
Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people!
Now let us fight to fulfill that promise! Let us fight to free the world! To do away with national barriers! To do away with greed, with hate and intolerance!
Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men’s happiness.
Soldiers, in the name of democracy, let us all unite!
from an unofficial blog of Stan Faryna {i dont know who he is}
燒焦的蒲公英
燒焦的蒲公英
傑叔似曾相識，微言聳聽廿一世紀不容樂觀，世界大戰積釀著，蓄蘊著，就等再生一個半個精神病患，將當世炸個粉裂。有時誅心非常多餘，理智兮兮猜度傻逼之所思所為，對琴彈牛，傻逼就是傻逼，邪魔便是邪魔，揉搓自家幻想中的世界多麼晨曦若夢，神跡重現，也還是阻擋不住傻逼跟隨邪魔搗毀這個奄奄半息的世界。
還能施施然抽出架子上妖豔的書本，無風無浪共你所傾慕的知識思想擦槍走火，交媾迭迭？戰亂的西南聯大，難逃隱世卻遭暗殺的手淫詩人郁文，一面讀著歌德，一面以美帝國主義為敵，遊擊野林的格瓦拉，——非要自慰，即令尸臭滔天，也可怡然以繼往聖之絕學？
惡人蠢人一籮筐，滿地撿不完。把他們揣摩成我想揣摩的，他們是惡是蠢也會靈光一閃，冚球剷於他們無利，他們不會發瘋的令一切不可收科。真的麼，他們真的有此靈光，抑或他們的靈光感召他們快快處決生命，堆埋掉宇宙邊陲寂寂無聞的碎石頭，還月球自由，為太陽減負？
Let it be？Let it be.花開花謝總無情，何況一向亂情的芸芸眾生，該死的該死，不該死的也得死，或許有例外，或許不死會成為抗擊邏輯霸權，挑戰永恆的砝碼，而天平缺乏支點。
萬劫不復不是天譴的話，當作庸俗者自找的罷。生命相殺的戲份，億萬年不絕加碼，勢要勇奪宇宙奧斯卡。卑賤的生命的價值不是肇始，面世，而是終結，去世，聰明的人類總算悟得了這片斷真理，核彈為上帝拍馬屁，燒焦的肉體便燒焦的蒲公英，四處為渣。
十惡不赦，需要天分。準備好救世主未來之際，充當滅世佛，把死亡的歡樂惠灑人間？那末，首先斬除多餘的善根，完完全教惡魔吞嚙，精神病患，堂堂正正，頂天立地，不需自責。
回憶毒
20120917 回憶毒
失志。
投稿無門，喪家犬。迫到末了，自噬，狗咬狗，保護動物權益的人們瞠目結舌，吐不出生肉黐纏的狗骨。
漸秋，瑟瑟電蚊拍擊中鬢穴，記憶的腳步趔趄的可以，不跕一跤，尻骨不尾聾一下，也不好意思化費捺睡人的記憶，妄稱潛意識，冒出來吐泡泡，濕了褲襠，潤了枕角。
淚痕總較笑容更閃耀光輝，沒齒難忘不及閉目思量。如何騎跨斷了尿道，膀胱激脹，滴滴答答，赤條條，血濃於水，廁坑水，寒顫也忘了本分，惟餘一個勁的撕痛。長兄扼腕，捱過了此遭，往後的人生將坦途。模擬大肚婆的分娩，平移身世，臥牀的我，子宮頭頂的尿囊愈益見鼓，呀呀不出，上齒與下齒相互交織極深的牙印，磨出聲響，祇有我聞。要不是醫生妙手操俏刀，捅穿恥骨之上，直抵幽幽池，我的第一胎兒，第一袋尿，早夭殞腹中，潑閻王一臉。
因此坦途了麼？虛妄日盛，鑿開了閉塞膀胱，肛門由頭至尾嗤嗤的旁觀，屎照屙，尿不出，似乎噗通投身馬桶還帶著不捨的譏誚，——我自隨風去，他日化肥來，尿呀尿，好自為之，不要忘本，不要舉世皆清汝獨濁。於是，心生憐憫的我，與自己的尿為敵，我要獨清。
因此獨清了麼？最後尿袋撤去，膀胱尿道龜嘴通達無礙，不需談判不需合約，坑前一踎，屎尿同步，不爭不鬪，單此平等與和諧，動容，便送他一個尿震，以表自然復歸。
頻密的無差別習慣，稍有不鬆懈，尿震，腳痹，指響，遂遺忘於一舉一動，以為每炷臨熄的香火弱弩之末，燙不傷人，單專注折落的灰燼。
秋日的曚曨，會食人的眼球，輕易難曉幾時瞼皮弇合，幾時沙眼發作，幾時瞳人得仁，幾時角膜轉角，日下的左搖右擺，不知何以居中，何以調停。尺碼合體的棺櫬，橫亙不以數目計的節點之間，七巧板生煙止渴，差一條無底之軀，腦袋著地為先，溝回化成彩帶，捆綁往昔與未來，要挾當前，中間人，首尾相接，再通電，鈍木變為導電體，多麼深坳的曩跡，多麼幻芒的未知，一剗統戰現下，敗榮與共。
中了回憶的劇毒，瀰漫後著。毒發之狀莫過於，清醒閂眼，往自留地噦出重重一灘，樁腳是的，釘牢不住後撤的時間奴隸。
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