梦如人生，人生如梦 2

人生的开始， 有如一张白纸，经过岁月的洗礼，留下了不同的痕迹。无论增添的是什么色彩，都回不了那当初的洁白。人生的阅历，经验的吸取，都让你回不到过去。

经验多了，单纯少了。 

财富多了，善良少了。 

物质多了，快乐少了。 

成就多了，健康少了。

The Broken Wings

Grateful for being surrounded by angels landing a helping hand when I am being pulled down by the fallen ones whom were once my guardians and salvation. The extravagant hope of the mortal to embrace the wing of an angel will never be permitted and therefore the Milky Way exists to draw the infinite line between the heavenly and the earthling. The mortal is hence doomed to suffer the agony of misery and despair struggling to fix the broken wings once discarded by the heaven with the hope to fill the gap between the possible and impossible.

存在

作词：汪峰
作曲：汪峰

多少人走着却困在原地
多少人活着却如同死去
多少人爱着却好似分离
多少人笑着却满含泪滴
谁知道我们该去向何处
谁明白生命已变为何物
是否找个藉口继续苟活
或是展翅高飞保持愤怒
我该如何存在

多少次荣耀卻感觉屈辱
多少次狂喜卻倍受痛楚
多少次幸福卻心如刀绞
多少次灿烂卻失魂落魄
谁知道我们该梦归何处
谁明白尊严已沦为何物
是否找个理由隨波逐流
或是勇敢前行争脫牢笼
我该如何存在 

谁知道我们该去向何处
谁明白生命已变为何物
是否找個藉口继续苟活
或是展翅高飞保持愤怒
谁知道我们该梦归何处
谁明白尊严已沦为何物
是否找个理由隨波逐流
或是勇敢前行争脫牢笼
我该如何存在

寻之.空 3

肉体和灵魂共存了那么多年，为何还是那么陌生？理性的代价，就是连酒醉也还是清醒的。天枰的两端，没有一个重量值是相对和相称的。热闹的人群中，还是只有寂寞最了解我。独自一个人暗黑的夜里，一首好歌，一杯红酒享受着人生那零碎的记忆和剪接的片断。原来我还是那个最无法了解的自己。

寻之.空 2

反反复复，都输在同一个原点。前进不了的灵魂，漂浮在天于地之间。冥界之解脱，所需的不是一把钥匙，而是一把锁。逆行，也许会更接近放晴的天空。

寻之.空

宇宙那么大，不一定找得到容身之处。世界那么多人，也不一定找得到真正明白你的人。伸手能及的，只不过是拥抱自己的灵魂。遥远的心思和复杂的灵魂，所寻的只是异世界之常理。游走在异空间之边缘，眺望繁星所反映的世界。黑与白之间有灰，生与死之间又剩什么? 分隔线寻不着一个答案，深渊里寻不到一个结局。 

你羡慕我吗? 那要不要和我交换？

梦如人生，人生如梦

人如果能选择自己的梦，那该有多好。至少现实中的苦和遗憾，可以在梦中弥补。二十四小时里，八小时是自己选择的幸福。

经过时间的洗礼， 我们渐渐忘了自己。忘了当初的坚持，当初的原则，而开始活在别人的期许下。抛弃了原本的自己，过着别人的生活。

 

醉中有清醒，清醒中却有迷茫。透过酒杯看的世界，会否更清晰一些？

 

狠狠的伤过了，渐渐忘了自己也有幸福的可能。

Fontana di Trevi

How many times have you wished that your dreams could come true, be it realistic or not? The prevalence of myths and legends are circulated since ancient times, as humans are prone to challenge the scripted destiny hoping to live a fairytale-like happily ever after with all dreams fulfilled. Even though superstitious could sometimes be observed as juvenile and unconvincing, but what is life if it is without a little mysterious anticipation and excitement? Therefore the beauty of legends lies between the ambiguity of truth and fiction.

I am very much attracted to this most famous and beautiful Baroque fountain in Rome- the Trevi Fountain, inspired by Roman triumphal arches, standing 25.9 meters high and 19.8 meters wide. This unique statue has an ancient history origins back to the Roman times and it was the terminal point of the Aqua Virgo aqueduct commissioned by Augustus, which was used to provide water for the thermal baths. The water that flows here has two names: Virgin Waters and Trevi. The first refers to an ancient legend about a young Roman girl who showed the source of the spring to some thirsty soldiers; whereas Trevi derives from the old name for the area, which was originally called Trebium. Tradition holds that if visitors throw a coin into the fountain, they are ensured a return to Rome. A reported current version of this legend is that it is lucky to toss three coins with one's right hand over the left shoulder (or left hand over your right shoulder) with your back to the fountain. I will definitely visit this impressive sculpture one day together with my wishes. :)

Wondering if my desire would be the following when the time comes:

First Wish: I never existed in this world. 

Life could be an adventure and it could be a journey of experience, but still what does one gets when going down to the grave? 

Second Wish: If the first wish is not granted, my next wish is the retraction of sentiment from all living souls. 

Feelings could be great at times, and the world is portrayed to be wonderful with all sorts of emotions. However being tied down with the burden of emotions could be destructive hence living a robot-like life wasn’t a bad choice after all. 

Third Wish: If my second wish is also not granted, my last wish will be that I could have 100 more wishes.

Lol…greedy me, but that would indeed be the best wish I could make. XD

假.面.

“Who are you?” is a question for which the name is never the answer. – Edgar A. Morales

- 你是否为明天的人生选好了那一具假面？晚安...

The Chertsey Museum

After 52 days of residing in the UK, I finally decided to let myself out of the closet and start cruising down the street as a tourist. Recently being distressed by work due to the resignation of my direct superior, I needed to pick up various tasks and responsibilities in a short time. Therefore my weekends were spent burying myself in stress. However enough is enough now and I demanded a change in my life wanting something different, hence I made up my mind to visit one of the nearby attractions – the Chertsey Museum this weekend. 

It was a rainy morning when I get out of bed thinking that I might need to postpone the weekend plan. Nonetheless, the weather surprisingly turns out to be excellent in the afternoon despite that the weather report forecasted a rain. 

Walking down the road, the museum was easily spotted along Windsor Street. This museum first opened to the public in 1965, displaying a collection of local historical items, photographs, paintings, clocks, furniture and a collection of ancient Greek pottery, funded by Runnymede Borough Council with support from the Olive Matthews Trust. It was a 3 stories building: 

1st Floor: Archaeology of Runnymede and Fashion Collection of Olive Matthews

 

2nd Floor: Ceramics, Local & Social History items, Documents and Photographs

 

3rd Floor: Horology, Furniture and Pottery

 

  

It was fun testing on a few replicated 18th-20th century outfits, and not forgetting to get myself some souvenirs for this visit- 2 collectable coins and a fossil. This is a good beginning and I am looking forward to have more fun in coming days in the different part of this country.

飞翔：黑夜的彩虹

独自坐在心中的黑空洞，望向深渊，只有太多伸手不及的原来。累了，躺下来放空，闭上眼，任思绪漫无目地的漂浮。每个步伐，都将自己与天空的距离拉远了。天使与凡人，所看见的天空是否呈现一样的颜色？隔着一道银河之距离，能否跨越那道无形的分割线？ 

也许细心倾听和善解人意之优点，只适合于陪伴支撑过忧郁灰暗的日子。然而当太阳再度升高普照时，却再也容不下一把只适合雨天的伞。人，只不过是群体中孤单的个体。经过时间的洗礼，大家都变了。当初简简单单一个幸福的微笑，都随着时间的流失而变得不再单纯了。原本珍惜的，变得不珍贵了。想守住的，却守不住了。 

对别人的承诺都势在必行， 然而对自己的承诺却兑现不了- 就是学不会对自己好。