木炭的故事

這是一個發生在朋友的朋友的故事.

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所有的東西看起來都是模糊的一片,

就像剛睡醒時試著觀望四周,

但是眼屎還頑強的糊在眼皮上的感覺.



"突然接觸到光線的關係吧..." 它想.



離開了原本是為了讓它保持乾燥的麻布袋之後,

這個國家特有的濕粘空氣開始侵蝕它那乾燥黝黑的皮膚.



無法動彈的它,躺在潮濕的木板上.

那把巨大厚重的剁骨刀無情的落在它的身上,

把它剁成小片.



沒有痛覺的它,雖然感覺不到撕裂的痛楚,

但是卻可以透過木板的震動,

影約的感受到那股正在摧毀它的強蠻力量.



"是老花眼的關係,

是酒精的緣故,

還是藥錠的效力,

讓那冰冷的剁刀時時失準??"



它納悶著.



剁刀撞擊在木板的巨響仍然十分有規律的持續進行著.



十於多分鐘後,

剁刀疲憊的躺在它碎片的旁邊,儘管如此,

那陰冷的鐵光還是足以令人怯步三分.



"是結束了吧?" 它想.



這時的它卻發現自己楚身於一個暗黑的鐵製窪洞中.



"至少這裡乾燥多了." 它自娛著,試著欺騙自己,隱藏它對未知的恐懼.



"搭,搭,搭..." 奇異的怪聲在它身下想起.



"搭,搭,搭..." 隨著怪聲繼續,四周也也彌漫著一股詭異味道,一股酒釀蒜頭的騷味.



輕輕的一聲轟隆,

溫柔的火苗從它身體細縫中穿出.

它任由著它在它那黝黑的肌膚上漫舞著,並享受著那股陌生卻熟悉的關係.



慢慢的,柔情的火焰把它的肌肉燒烤的橙紅,但它的皮膚卻變成了雪白.



"啪搭...啪...啪搭..."



一首毫無旋律可言的樂章從它體內中蒸發,

此時它對於無知的恐懼以化作為青煙,

徐徐的在空間中緩緩的上昇.



此時此刻,它發覺,就算一部分的自己以換化成雲煙,

卻無處可走,無處可逃.

除了她那規律但急促的鼾聲,

四周沒有一絲雜音.



此時的它邊游蕩邊品嚐著它身上所發出的奇特酸味.



"早上梳洗前,抽著廉價的宏都拉斯雪茄,

配上著隔夜的哥倫比亞咖啡...

大概就是這種味道吧?" 它想.



確定無處可逃之後,它決定悠哉的在空間中遊蕩,



一上,一下.

忽左,忽右.



它伴隨著她的呼吸聲,

吸進,呼出,

吸進,呼出.

翩翩起舞.



直到他在打開那空間的大門,

光線悠悠的射穿它白霧般的身體.



他對著她咆嘯著它聽不懂得音節,

把她拖出空間之外.



她對著他辱罵著它不理解的字眼,

像瘋子般拼命的反抗著他.



而它呢?



它阿...



趁著這場混亂之中,

悄悄地,

靜悄悄地從門縫中溜走.



從門細縫中射進來的光線,

像是地圖上的指標一樣,

指引著它到自由的國度.



身後的鬧劇一切就像沒有發生似的,

它頭也不回的,

走了.

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不要問我 "然後呢?"

我也不知道.



畢竟這只是一個發生在朋友的朋友的故事.

Hardcore?? Heartcore!!

時下的人好像越來越喜歡寄居於小團體之中了...

什麼都好,

政治,藝術,興趣,娛樂...

啥都有人喜歡搞小團體.



什麼什麼團,

什麼什麼黨,

什麼什麼族.



不論種類,

好像只要你有意願,

就一定會有一個族群等著你去加入.

給你一個"定位"

沒有到定位就不是"hardcore"



abc除了滿嘴破英文之外,

還要會說廣東話,韓文跟日文.

這樣才把的到香港妹(大陸妹?)韓妹,跟日本妹.

還要有很趴的"Japanese Import Tuner"

沒有這樣就不是"hardcore".



喜歡照相的就一定得用單眼.

強調景深,超近對焦,長鏡頭,大光圈,

沒有這些你就不是"hardcore".



喜歡衝浪就一定要遵守浪人文化,

長板,短板,趴板,夾腳拖跟衝浪手環(以前不是叫"幸運繩"嗎??)

還一定要冬天,颱風天去衝,

沒有這樣你就不是"hardcore".



喜歡騎單車也一定要車子夠"趴"

off-road沒雙避震,fox 前160mm,後7吋.

沒有這些你就不是"hardcore".

沒有環島?

你也不是"hardcore".

在自行車道沒有40 km/hr??

你也不是"hardcore".

沒車衣,車褲,卡鞋,安全帽,手套,車燈,GPS,蛋蛋包(呼~~)

你更不是"hardcore".



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"蛤~~~你不會說廣東話,韓文跟日文,怎嚜把的到妹ㄚ?"

-不是把不到,只是說出來會被牙套妹抄斬而已.



"蛤~~~沒開過Evo喔,搞屁ㄚ~~~"

-嗯,我比較喜歡 Hemi Cuda.



"蛤~~~你用SONY T200怎嚜照的出好相片ㄚ??"

-取景跟主題比較重要吧...沒聽過還有"光影魔術手"嗎?



"蛤~~~冬天跟颱風天浪最好,你都不衝喔??"

-我怕死.



"蛤~~~你沒有$%$^&%$@!$^&*,怎嚜騎車阿?"

-......(通常是累到說不出話來)

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小的我給大家一句忠言(逆耳的話就當我放屁),



-Rather be "Heartcore" than "Hardcore"-



不懂??





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那你就不夠 Hardcore 啦...

Stairway To Heaven, Led Zeppelin

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Theres a lady whos sure

All that glitters is gold

And shes buying a stairway to heaven.

When she gets there she knows

If the stores are all closed

With a word she can get what she came for.

Ooh, ooh, and shes buying a stairway to heaven.



Theres a sign on the wall

But she wants to be sure

cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.

In a tree by the brook

Theres a songbird who sings,

Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.

Ooh, it makes me wonder,

Ooh, it makes me wonder.



Theres a feeling I get

When I look to the west,

And my spirit is crying for leaving.

In my thoughts I have seen

Rings of smoke through the trees,

And the voices of those who standing looking.

Ooh, it makes me wonder,

Ooh, it really makes me wonder.



And its whispered that soon

If we all call the tune

Then the piper will lead us to reason.

And a new day will dawn

For those who stand long

And the forests will echo with laughter.



If theres a bustle in your hedgerow

Dont be alarmed now,

Its just a spring clean for the may queen.

Yes, there are two paths you can go by

But in the long run

Theres still time to change the road youre on.

And it makes me wonder.



Your head is humming and it wont go

In case you dont know,

The pipers calling you to join him,

Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow,

And did you know

Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.



And as we wind on down the road

Our shadows taller than our soul.

There walks a lady we all know

Who shines white light and wants to show

How evrything still turns to gold.

And if you listen very hard

The tune will come to you at last.

When all are one and one is all

To be a rock and not to roll.



And shes buying a stairway to heaven.

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In the times that music has no soul,

lyrics has no meanings...



Rock'n'Roll has turly died.

OPEN DOOR policy

open door policy...





the bigget "knock, knock" joke of them all...

Discouraged, tonight

It's the first time,

I learned that "care about the customer more than themselves" is a crime,

and provide the correct informations to them is also consider unnecessary...

open door policy??

hrrhrrrr...

it just another "knock, knock" jokes...





therefore,

I'm discouraged,



tonight.