Irrigators lead the waters,

Arrow-makers bend the shafts,

Carpenters shape the wood:

Those who are wise tame themselves.

( Istanbul & Cappadocia )

两年前背着行囊独自离开上海仿佛就在昨天，一转眼又踏上了归程。其间所有的情绪波折、异国风土和离散人事，如今只是一个空幻且生灭无常的念头而已。

正如佛陀所言真实不虚： “一切有为法，如梦幻泡影，如露亦如电，应作如是观”。

( Goreme, Luxor, Penang, Solo, Anuradhapura, Varanasi, Bhaktapur, Anafi, Valencia, Venice, Cesky Krumlov, Berlin, Ouarzazate, Brussels, Paris & Texel )

realign all the stars above my head/ warning signs travel far/ i drink instead on my own oh! how i've known/ the battle scars and worn out beds/ gentle now a tender breeze blows/ whispers through the gran torino/ whistling another tired song/ engines humm and bitter dreams grow/ a heart locked in my gran torino/ it beats so lonely rhythm all night long/ these streets are old they shine/ with the things i've know/ and breaks through the trees/ they sparkling

your world is nothing more than all the tiny things you've left behind/ so tenderly your story is/ nothing more than what you see/ or what you've done or will become/ standing strong do you belong/ in your skins; just wondering/ may i be so bold and stay/ i need someone to hold/ that shudders my skin/ they sparkling

这是今年到现在为止我看过最好的电影了，推荐。

how do we cope with the days after a death? empty days. nothing left/ not even a funeral or mourning tears/ i see shapes forming inside clouds/ animals and humans, row upon row/ walking towards something/ waiting for something/ i'm looking for an answer/ me and a million others/ devotees and disbelievers/ wandering sojourners and deserted lovers/ dear god, you'd better not let me down this time/ cracks in the sky of april/ look like wounds/ that never heal/ cracks in the sky of april/ look like roads/ that never end

( Wageningen & Texel )