『太多如果却又种不出的结果』

South park最新一集，13季14集里Cartman的翻唱。笑死我了。哈哈哈哈。
这集很强大，Kyle把我笑惨了。可惜They killed kenny before I saw his face。凸_ _

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昨天下了两张日本的后摇专辑。已经很久没有听Post rock了，Mono的这张《Hymn to the Immortal Wind》感觉还不错，每一首歌都有一个Cover和一段文字。空间里放了一首，很久没更新博客，所以也放另一首喜欢的上来，《Follow the Map》。

【Follow The Map】
　　　　 "海是由我们的眼泪形成的",男人沉浸于这样的想法中.不知何时陷入了睡眠,可以看到自己潜入海底的身姿.阳光给他指路,海流将他带到被阳光照射而显现出来的海底.与这种温暖相反,大海充满着孤独感,他双手合十,一边努力思寻着怎么也想不起来的什么,一边向下沉去.男人随着下沉,变回了少年的模样,然后开始最深处的记忆中的旅途.
　　　　 海底谜一般的就像是到处布满线的寻宝图一样.水的表面上描绘着山,悬崖和树,直至沉睡的少女身旁.

上面是专辑里所配的文字的翻译,下面则是这首歌的Cover，很唯美。

 凌晨被噩梦惊醒，猛然就睁开眼，觉得房间里什么都显得很狰狞，我曾经很迷恋的黑暗今天让我觉得很没有安全感。紧紧抓枕头，拿出Mp4听Eason的歌，却还是再也没睡着。

很久没有写什么。不知道何从落笔。
那，还是让歌来表达我想说的话吧。
She speaks in third person so that she can forget that she's me.
(她用第三人称说话，以此来忘记她是我。)

美裔旧金山华籍女创作歌手vienna teng，中文名史逸欣，这首歌《the tower》是幽灵公主的主题曲。
一直很喜欢这首歌。歌有些忧郁。
脆弱里带点坚强，坚强中又透露出些脆弱。也许，这就是我。 

the one who survives by making the lives of others worthwhile
she's coming apart right before my eyes
不再依照他人的意愿活着
在我眼前，她慢慢崩溃

the one who depends on the services she renders
to those who come knocking
她放弃她依靠而活的那个人

she's seeing too clearly that she can't be
what understanding defies
她看得十分清楚
她无力改变拒绝这一切

she says I need not to need
or else a love with intuition
someone who reaches out to my weakness and won't let go
她说，我不需要什么
只要能够感触到的爱情
一个能抚摸到我的脆弱
不离不弃的人

I need not to need
I've always been the tower
but now I feel like I'm the flower trying to bloom in snow
我不需要什么
我一直都很坚强
但是现在我感觉自己像是努力在雪地里绽放的花朵

she turns out the light anticipating night falling
tenderly around her
and watches the dusk
the words won't come
她预见到黑夜将要来临
她关上灯，柔和夜雾环绕
注视着薄暮 无言

she carries the act so convincingly the fact is
sometimes she believes it
that she can be happy the way things are
be happy with the things she's done
凭诚实的信念而行事
有时事实正如她所相信
能感到快乐的方法
就是对自己的所为感到满足

reach out
but hold back
where is safety
reach out
and hold back
where is the one who can change me
where is the one
the one
the one
前进 退缩 哪里才安全
前进 退缩 能改变我的那个人身在何方
在哪里

reach out
but hold back
where is safety
reach out
and hold back
where is the one who can save me
where is the one
the one
the one
前进 退缩 哪里才安全
前进 退缩 能拯救我的那个人身在何方
在哪里

According to me, love is contraband.

Yesterday I’ve heard a ridiculous thing from my friend that a boy told another boy he’ll dump his girlfriend as soon as he finds a job.
Unfortunately, we all know her.
I said so. I saw it long ago.
But we cannot just tell her what he said because she’s ganna be hurt. We all know how much she loves him. They’ve cohabited a half and a year.

That’s man! That’s what a man really thinking of! That’s man’s instinct!

Men doesn’t love women, they just use them.

That’s why we all don’t let ourselves fall in love. We are not in love, we are in a trap.

Never mess with a man, that’s what I told myself.

As God feared Adam would be lonely, he created Eve.
Men love women just because of their essential loneliness.

When they are not lonely anymore, they’ll leave you and no matter if you’ll fall to pieces or die inside. Perhaps some of them will say the most disgusting words all around the globe, which you’ll find a better man...bla bla bla...

Damn it!

When he finds another woman he will tell her that he has never ever loved his ex-girlfriend but just depended upon her.

Men are pigs.

Men are assholes.
(Of course except all my friends.)

Ok, that’s what I’m thinking of while that’s what most women really thinking of.

Wanna fuck?

Then go home and fuck your mother!

Wanna fuck a Virgin?

Then ask your father fuck your mother and burn you a sister. And you can fuck your sister!

Rock is dead. TV is dead. Afterwards, love is dead, too.

My eyes have lost their shine since the moment I didn’t believe in love.

Have all of the good men died out? I’m still seeking. Seek the only one alive.