转载: 永夏宣言 SUMMER ETERNAL MANIFESTO

我们的艺术已被贬低为一个产业,而这个产业早已被腐败的高管、被那些如黑暗中利维坦巨兽般移动的公司的粗鄙牟利所掠夺。它们燃烧着创作者的血肉作为燃料,以满足其对金钱永无止境的贪欲。

百年獨孤

变化的,只是处方的剂量与形式,是公开的癫狂,还是私下的耽溺。而不变的,是那颗永远需要被麻醉、被填满的人心。这大概,便是我们这个世界,最有趣,也最无奈的地方了。

99KF3

今天我从淅淅沥沥的雨声中睡醒,最近的天气总是这样不好也不坏,就像是我的心情。吃了药后我又继续躺下,想

无题

海浪沖刷過去了,什麼也沒剩下。

Private Grudge

I lit one up while Spotify played “Tiger King” by British Sea Power, constantly pulling my thoughts back to the woodlands and ranches of New Hanover. At this moment, it seemed only my physical body remained in Soochow; my soul still wandered in the northern and central parts of New Hanover. That was the area where everything happened: from Annesburg all the way to Emerald Ranch.

Empathy Does Not Exist

“I” don’t want to hurt them, “I” don’t want to make them uncomfortable or sad. They are actually the already traumatized “me.” “I” will let the trauma resurface here. The subject’s narcissistic emotions reach their peak at this moment. Everything is about “me,” but “I” push it all onto them. I atone for their sadness, I do it for myself.

*共情*不存在

伤害有时候是相对的,物理性质的,但心理和无意识的伤害是创伤和回溯性的,主体在顾虑他人情绪感受的同时也在进行的所谓的共情,而共情是虚假的幻象。

穷鬼

他纵身一跃,人群如蚂蚁般散开。

Ozma随笔两则

我需要一个宏大叙事拯救我吗,或是一点点微小的改变,真正的改变自身,还是说改变只是因为睡的不舒服而换了个姿势呢,我不得而知,希望在漫长的时间里,在看似清醒的探寻下,我可以找到一个平静的答案。