劍之舞

癸巳年清明過後的那個早晨一反常態地下起了滂沱大雨，
似乎像要把驚蟄沒下的雨一口氣全倒下來，我的房間，是的家鄉的房間，
異常地溼涼，一違四月天以往漸盛的暖熱。

It was a sunny and cloudy normal day like Tuesday or something in the early 21th century. I lay on my bed, which is put in a dim chamber of my landlord whose new groundings were covered by steady bamboo, with my laptop lying on that red soft scarf you've weaven with your somehow love, expectations and or benidictions to my long trip, and at that time, was used to be my temporary pillow. Yes, I was writting something, in a strange position that my shoulder shruggled with tension and about to be felt sore due to this wierd position in 15 minutes, to decorate that certain afternoon which is recorded by the sound made by the orchestra of wind and leaves upon the trees without names. I'd been watching movie under a blue mood which my life had been conveying then I have realized I have to drink a couple of coffee to fit the aura of that movie about 15th July. Therefore I made myself an aussie cheap cuppucino without any froth which I have no idea how to make in this sad town house. A thought jumpped in like a farie flashed by a golem's dumb ear. Which is the main reason I walked out to collect the laundry I'd done few hours of the start of the movie. Then I stepped in to a window curtain covered dark room.

Had I stepped into the time tunnel so that I could've drunk that shitty cuppucino in one second then at the next one I've felt the corruption smell of protein in my mouth. It made everything painted with the well mixture combination of glaucous and verdigris, my 2nd hand new laptop, the romance movie, the shaver seemd shivering under the early breeze from the dusty windowpane, the crimson cup bought on 5th September reflecting the two colors into the angle of my canthus, the Hindu-style like scarf and the very song called "twitter" said "Love no!! I Know!! Saino!! Naiyo!!" in lyrics means I know there is no love no talent and no anything" represented by Kaki Choco. A scent of purple onion mixed ammonia burped up with the smell of tang of burned. Then I stood up, grabbed the cup bounght on 5th Sep. and walked out to clean it up for the Glen Livet 12yo. I'd thought everything would be fine, then I'd passed two days.

就像是日晷一樣……

所以，為了妳們，我顛倒了世界。
因為那是唯一可以了解為何妳們在我生命中突然消失的方法。
聽起來就像是翻遍了世界也要找著妳們那如小說般浪漫的情節，

仲秋的向晚，聞起來有一份維也納的河水味，彷彿一吐出口就是韻節豐富的德文，
讓頸節也跟著地球繞一圈，像是運動過後的暖身運動，把季後賽球場的聲光效果環繞出來！
而或許汗水是此時最珍貴的寶物，伴隨著女孩們尖喊著的加油聲，閃耀於場界的大燈下。

庚寅夏夜，天氣熱得無法再椅上多待一秒，但我們仍然坐在上面。
外面是天空的燃火與爆破，下著暑假特有的大雨，是啊，暑假！
或許是最難熬的暑假，牽連著乙酉年那間悶熱幼稚的小房間。

因忙碌而盲目的感官一旦被某個記憶場景甚或僅是感官所觸動，
塵封的記憶便會吹起風暴，揚起那掩鼻刺眼的飛砂，
卻再也蒙蔽不了自然流露出來無所隱藏那對過往一切的思念。

戊子年辰月辛卯日，晴時多雲。
氣溫時而透露陽氣漸盛，偶然掩著美好金光的粉撲，宣告著春日的浪漫。
我們，在野餐。

戊子年，四月已到了第八天。
什麼都該結束了而且理應馬上進入到另一種最佳狀態來面對生命的選擇。
然而忘卻美好的我卻沒有記住結束竟然是一個階段而非一個時間點。

戊子年的辰月，天氣已經很熱了。
對於熱這種事能夠清楚地感受，沒有想到是在接受了中國式的記年法之後的事。
時間紀錄的採用，我想要用一種較為普世可以接受但卻不能脫離我血液的方法，

2007年的10月初，一個炎熱的中午，我在島的南方。
島的最南端是個浪漫的特殊地理位置，三面環海，東北方是平原，西北方則是山脈。
我放下手中加了幾坏抹茶粉的咖啡，望著陽台外面那陣傾盆大雨。

哧嚓的聲音隨著因振動而發疼的雙手傳至耳裡，
隱約且持續地聽見充滿期許的土地對著蒼冥密告的背叛，
直至土鏟撞擊到磚石那一聲悶響，大地滿載的怨恨在此刻稍微終止。

2007年的12月18日，我好像你看了一天螢幕之後，再睡了十個小時，醒來那樣。
無論如何這是一個難得的機會，自從兩個星期以前，滿身的疲累與整晚美好的性愛之後，
再沒有如此悠閒的時刻。這故事有點長，或許，等你洗個澡，再喝一杯不被允許的紅茶再說吧！

寫在之前這個系列是個片斷，一片一片，一斷一斷
不是一段一段，而是一斷一斷。
我想，這在語言上的確是有差別的！

寫在之前的之前：
這是為了一部作品而寫的前言、序、導覽、指引，或是作為我個人的工具篇章。
而本來應該是以英文的方式發表，苦於心力無以挪空，所以暫時以中文揭露。