wilkean的摘抄本

 

从前有座山， 山上有坐痷

痷里有只小猪胖又懒

每顿要吃三斤半

两斤玉米 五个饭团

还要一碗大汤圆

痷的北边有条小山沟

山沟深处住着一只大马猴

又懒又呆又老又衰又丑

（to be continued）

 

两只小猪互拱   新年第一天

 黑猪白猪吃排骨   蓝天 白云

 

 

两只小猪做运动   冬天深了

狂风呼啸   槐树下睡眼朦胧的小猪

寒风呼啸   胖猪瘦猪大眼瞪小眼

胖猪瘦猪沉默不语  喜鹊飞过枝头

两只懒猪做运动   白花花 黑黝黝  光屁股

天空灰暗    胖猪 瘦猪吃花生

 

1 冰冷寒风吹过树梢    两只小猪

2 两只小懒猪去上厕所   头顶一轮明月

3 两只老猪吃花生     时光飞驶

4   猪圈里鼾声雷动   冬夜的寒风

5  年关将至   两只笨猪打乒乓

landscape

 Paul Celan

 

Your lofty poplars--- human of this earth!

You blackened ponds of happiness--- you mirror them toward death!

 

I saw you, sister, standing in this ...

今天阿宝同志提出了移民火星的“痴想”（火星版的田园牧歌？），俺的反应是两眼呆滞，脑子里一片红色。去火星干嘛呢？凿石头？找水？ 拜访火星人马丁叔叔？什么都不干整天睡大觉？（靠谱！！）

阿宝同志还要装卫星接收地球的电视信号，好超现实的想法！

 

Lord make me an instrument of your peace,
where there is hatred let me sow love,
where there is injury, pardon,
where there is doubt, faith,
where there is despair, hope,
where there is darkness, light,
and where there is ...

All passes and all remains,
and ours is to pass by,
to pass by making roads,
roads over the sea.Antonio Machado

Vigil

by Giuseppe Ungaretti

 

An entire night

thrown down

 beside a

butchered

companion with his

grimacing

mouth turned

to the ...

Last Night

 

At night my lost memory of you returned

 

and I was like the empty field where springtime,

without being noticed, is bringing flowers;

 

I was like...

 

When we long for God to be something more than quiet, fragile, and powerless, something astounding takes place. If we can truly give ourselves over to that longing-which is what it means to have faith-somehow this quiet, fragile, powe...

 

One night a man was crying,
   Allah! Allah!
   His lips grew sweet with the praising,
   until a cynic said,
   "So! I have heard you
   calling out, but...

Man, when he does not grieve, hardly exists.

Only a few arrive at nothing, because the way is long.

The flower that you hold in your hands was born today and already it is as old as you are.

One lives in the hope of be...

 意大利人antonio  porchia(1885-1968)在阿根廷用西班牙语写的aphorism,我们现在看到的是w s merwin的英译.

When one does not love the impossible, one does not love anything.

 Before I travelled my road I was my road.

He who does not fi...

Too many memorial days, too little

remembering... 

... Too many clocks,

too little time. Too many oaths

on the Bible, too many highways, too few

ways we can truly go: each to his destiny....

The butterfly counts not months but moments,

and has time enough.

~

Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time

like dew on the tip of a leaf.

        &...

 Hupomone这个词在新约中多次出现, 英语一般译成patience, 在中文圣经中它被翻成"忍耐". Spiros Zodhiates 认为Hupomone意味着 "constancy under suffering in faith and duty" , 所以这并不是消极的忍耐,而是一种不向艰难环境低头的坚忍 . 因此有人把它翻译成 "cheerful endurance".

For ye have...

For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor pricipalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creatures, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ J...

in happiness
or sadness
weeds grow and grow

weeds that may die
any time
blooming and seeding

after all
its sad to be alone —
the withered grasses

after all
its good to be alone...

yellow autumn moon . . .
  unimpressed
 the scarecrow stands
simply looking bored

issa(一茶)



moon in midsky, high 

over the village hovels  

 and wa...

Men have never been good, they are not good and they never will be good.


No one can be saved - in virtue of what he can do. Everyone can be saved - in virtue of what God can do.

Karl Barth

Being religious means asking passionately the question of the meaning of our existence and being willing to receive answers, even if the answers hurt.

Paul Tillich

Divinity must live within herself:
Passions of rain, or moods in falling snow;
Grievings in loneliness, or unsubdued
Elations when the forest blooms; gusty
Emotions on wet roads on autumn nights;
All pleasures and all pains, re...

1. The Rose is without an explanation;

   She blooms, because She blooms.

2. God is the purest naught, untouched by time and space;
    The more you reach for Him, the more He will escape.
...

The rich blue of the unattainable flower of the sky drew my soul towards it...

Richard Jefferies

前天和bc去博物馆. 按bc的说法,"天气好的不像话", 湛蓝高远的天空让我想起了Jefferies在The story of my heart中的这句话.  十几年前读的这本书,除了这句话别的什么都记不得了.

博...

non intratur in veritatem nisi per caritatem

There is no entrance into truth except through love.

St. Augustine

 

 

God is not a being, but being-itself.

Paul Tillich

 

Tenebrae

Near are we, Lord,
near and graspable.

Grasped already, Lord,
clawed into each other, as if
each of our bodies were
your body, Lord.

Pray, Lord,
pray to us,
we are near.
...