Jason Liew

 

Envy, I used to envy people that derive most out of something,

2 majors in 1 degree,

3 university-club titles in 1 semester,

4 catch-ups in 1 day…

 

While life itself makes sure everyone’s a loser at the end,

winners are commonly-defined

as individuals with the most to lose, upon earthly-departure.

 

Since,

“Idle” and “Excess” became bad terms.

It means wastage, inefficiency, or sub-optimality.

 

And “busy” becomes the most powerful word in English.

It blocks work-inflow with respect.

It ends awkward conversations with dignity.

It even kills relationship with delay.

 

People don’t usually leave multiple-choice-question unfilled.

They take their chance.

People don’t idle or wait long.

They take that as guilt.

 

Equating optimality to zero-vacancy,

is a fallacy of mankind

to acknowledge that the idle-capacity of life

has its utility.

Less is more.

 

Howdoyoufeelaboutthissentence?

We live like this.

Most of us.

 

While people go all means to be fast

I enjoy the Monday that I wake up at 3pm.

I enjoy the hours spent looking into her eyes and do nothing.

While life has all things to offer

I enjoy being the fool that forgo some of the chases

Not the people that chasing to be full.

Now, it’s sympathy.

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The most luxurious watch brand in the world,

for those with the least time,

but with the most money.

 

Forget about Rolex,

that’s way too China.

Craftmanship,

is not about

simply squezzing more and more diamonds on that little round plate.

Here’s Patek Philippe.

 

 

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Who doesn’t do plastic surgery?

Nearly every Korean star does.

Who doesn’t want a fairer skin?

Everyone visited SK-II, Nivea, Kose, Loreal, Chanel, and Clinique does.

Who doesn’t has a little sexual secret?

Nowadays, it’s just a matter you get caught, or not.

 

For his COOL moonwalk

that walked his own way to fame,

For his CONTROVERSIAL measurements taken to racism

in the Land of equality,

which wasn’t so equal to many;

at the time of opportunity,

which wasn’t  open to every.

 

Michael Jackson,

in the spirit of going against all odds,

with the noble cause of promoting equality,

JasonLiew.com is so honoured to award you

the title 

“The Person Of The Year 2009”.

 

 

Rest In Peace, Michael Jackson.

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Do we live for bread?

No.

We don’t live for bread, ONLY.

We, human, live for something greater.

Human being stands out from other living creatures,

because we are blessed with everything animals have,

but we have redefined human life with a greater cause, than merely food.

We are who we are,

because we go beyond the necessities,

because we live by,

and we live in,

excess.

 

On the very first few days of his presidency,

Barrack Obama went on TV and criticized multibillion-dollar CEO

about excessive spending.

 

And Time magazine,

recently came out with an issue,

“The End of Excess”, addressing the greed of corporate high-flyers,

which eventually drove global financial market into hardest hit in post-war history.

 

With all due respect,

TIME, your article was just bullshit.

Mr Obama, your aforementioned presidential address was nothing,

but nonsense that contradicts with the great American Dream.

 

 

Ask a 5 years old kid in childcare centre,

about who he wants to be in the future,

and he says “the brave fire-fighters that save lives”.

And you see a pure-hearted generation with great dreams

that capitalism and materialism have yet to taint on it.

However,

we still see the same thing in these untainted-hearts,

the willingness to live for something greater than themselves,

The kid doesn’t choose this profession

because the urge to put off flames

nor to get on Playboy magazine as the sexiest “iron-man”, 

nor because of financial security or 401k.

 

Indeed,

The kid plans to devote his life to a quite selfless cause.

Would you see fire-fighters as a job?

I don’t.

Fire-fighting is not a job,

it’s a life statement.

It’s about changing endings.

It’s about

“Yes, we can’t do anything about

the occurrence of a tragedy that has already begun

But, we can change the ending of this story.”

And, there goes you read hundreds of 9-11 heroic stories.

 

It’s only when we have people devote their lives to this sort of exotic profession

rather than 9-to-5 office politics,

our society can function as a whole, with unalienable rights upheld.

Fire-fighters put their lives at risk,

and get into a sort of deal with hell and heaven,

literally exchanging his, one life, for another or more,

we respect their passion and mission.

But when it comes to be one of our friends or family who is doing so,

we are likely to judge it

as “excessive”, “unnecessary”

or a simply “Why you?”

 

Yes, “excessive”.

 

 

Putting down the Playboy magazine’s  “the sexiest fire-fighter”,

we get down to Hollywood.

We see Paris Hilton with Chanel bag, Jimmy Choo’s shoes, Tiffany’s ring,

We see Tom Cruise driving Ferrari in Ferragamo sun glasses,

and wearing Patek Phillipe watch.

A rational person may ask

why someone would spend thousands to millions on a Ferrari,

while 1/20 of the price tag

can get you a decent Japanese car or a low-end General Motor’s vehicle,

which also functions exactly same as a tool to transport people from A to B.

 

Yes, it’s all about pride.

Prestige.

The end-product of luxury

The nature of excess.

 

Reaching the very fundamental question of life,

We are all equal under the Declaration of Independence,

and we all are told to be inherently unique amongst the others.

But we know,

by saying “everyone is special”,

it’s just another sugar-coated way of saying “No one is special”.

 

And we live to be REALLY different from others,

some turned out to be a doctor or lawyer,

and some turned out to be a Hollywood star with that Ferrari,

and the rest just turned on the TV, and settled down in mediocrity,

and kept trying to persuade oneself by saying “At least I am simple and happy”.

Pathetic.

 

What I find out recently,

is that people don’t get happy when they are doing things rationally.

Hereby, I propose whichever professor

that created the “Ten Principles of Economics”

with one of them assuming “people are rational”,

You are wrong.

 

If you buy a shirt at $15 at Target,

you pay to get something.

If you buy a shirt at $1500 at Hugo Boss,

you pay to be someone.

Excess, is not evil.

Excess makes you REALLY different.

 

If you are the president of America,

You don’t get happy

just because you are the highest-paid civil servant,

You don’t get happy

just because you propose bills and approve plans,

You don’t get happy

because you read out the blood-boiling presidential speech

written by someone else.

 

People just don’t get happy enough,

when they are doing what they are suppose to, or entitled to.

They need,

and they want

a lot more to be truly happy.

 

However,

 

You get happy,

when you casual morning jogging on the street,

turned out to be a Secret Service marathon ,

with human shield covers you

from more than 8 directions.

 

 

You get happy,

When your family Sunday dinner drive-out,

turned out to be a multiple streets closed-down,

forcing hundreds of other families to eat-in at home,

due to traffic diversion.

 

Everyone will say all of those things are unnecessary.

They are excessive.

They are nothing much about being a president.

But, who doesn’t like it?

 

Who walks into Oval office

with the single thought of just being a top decision maker

of this democratic nation,

while all provided hard choices to decisions sound lousy, anyway?

 

 

It’s about the excessive stuff.

Excess is not wrong.

It’s the powerhouse of society progression,

Greed drives mankind.

It’s like you can’t blame whoever invented knife

for all the murders and homicide.

We should not blame greed or excess.

 

 

When you say bankers and top CEOs are bullshit,

getting millions remuneration while companies are in deep red,

you have to think,

provided the liquidity and job mobility in financial institution and intermediaries,

one and only thing to remain talented employees to serve under your company,

and to turn things around,

rather than get out there with their clients

and broker by themselves on Wall street,

is but the “excess stuff”,

the great umbrella of corporate veil,

the bottomless expenditure book,

the thousands dollar lunch,

the Maldives 5-star holidays

and perhaps

the private jet G5.

 

 

It is not that we ignore the middle class taxpayers voices,

but we have to acknowledge

the priority of serving the upper class people

who generate the most wealth,

who do have enough influence in the market,

who did bring everyone into this crisis,

but also who could bring everyone through it,

is but a controversial move for the greater good of everyone.

 

 

We can play the blame game,

we can fire away everyone who deems responsible.

We can get all the vengeance,

but not GDP,

not credit growth,

not consumer confidence.

 

 

It’s not to say all means to bail out corporations are right,

even a 5 years old kid knows

when a bail-out bill is twice the thickness of Yellow Pages,

there’s something seriously wrong.

But, if we don’t do so

the greatest financial system, the biggest capitalism structure,

just can’t sustain and survive by itself.

 

 

The harshest truth of capitalism,

is to give an illusion of control.

USA is most well known for its social mobility.

You work smart or hard enough,

you may climb the ladders and get to be someone, someday.

 

 

People send their children into Harvard or Brown,

withholding investment and pleasure,

stuck in a white-collar middle-upper class job,

paying a ridiculously high tuition fees,

hoping for a great future for next generation,

and what?

 

 

We got top university graduates that can’t find job,

and firms just say

“Sorry, we value practical experience far far over academic exposure.”

And you find,

schools are an utopia of wisdom

but a complete failure for job market.

 

Be optimistic,

at least from Harvard Business School

One in a thousand, may really end up being a banker, a real capitalist.

At least from Brown,

One in a million,  may really end up being a president,

a real rags to riches.

 

The aforementioned few of them,

do will have their American dream realised,

the so-called “if you think you can, you can!”.

But how about the others?

 

They either stuck with an aging lousy wife,

or a child with expensive tuition fees to be paid,

or a blood-sucking mortgage who requires 2 full income to sustain,

or all of them.

And you, a so-called white collar top school graduates,

don’t even dare to think about firing boss or quitting marriage. 

Congratulation,

American dream just turned out to be the worst nightmare.

 

Yes, this is how capitalism works.

We must keep the rich richer, and the poor poorer,

but at the same time,

we must give an illusion of control to the poor.

We need to set up “education”  as a tool of illusion,

a mean to lure the poor to dream,

We need to show the “excessive” and “luxury” of upper class to them,

in order to motivate them to continue their rat-race

just like you put a BMW sport car beside poker machines in Las Vegas.

 

Excess,

is never evil.

Excess is but the most important element of capitalism,

Excess is but the spirit of American Dream.

 

Excess,

is the well-drafted slogan on your super bowl lottery ticket,

“Your ticket to dream” .

To one or few,

the word “dream” is a noun.

To many others,

the word “dream” remains a verb.

 

 

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Are you happy today?

If you hesitated for a few seconds to think about that

that’s probably already an obvious answer by itself.

 

My friend, I am of no different.

But, what I heard on Sunday

just led me into deep thoughts about this question.

 

When we are asked about whether are we happy today?

We tend to recall the day we have had,

the people we met, the events happened,

or perhaps the coffee we had in the early morning.

 

Are all those things really relevant to judge your day?

People get unhappy with rude waiters,

People get unhappy with bad weather,

People get unhappy with their newly released result and appraisal,

People get unhappy with unskilled taxi drivers that don’t know where to go.

 

Don’t we always punish ourselves with others’ wrongdoing?

Don’t we always blame ourselves for things we did in the past?

Ever wonder

Maybe your today,

1/ 29200 of your entire life,

deserves something better than that?

That’s the figure you get,

provided you live to 80 years old,

and you are currently a baby yet to be born.

 

If you are currently 20, 

today, is  1 / 21900 of your remaining life.

If you are 40,

that’s  1/ 14600 of your remaining life.

And only if you REALLY live to 80.

 

I am used to worry everyday.

I thought that’s just the way to be.

That’s just the price of growing up.

I am used to think that

taking responsibility and being happy is a zero sum game.

If your parents didn’t tell you so,

at least Hollywood would have,

“The greater the power, the greater the responsibility”

and you see Spiderman never smiles.

 

That’s not true.

 

From Box office of Hollywood

to the Oval office of White House,

Happiness is frequently misinterpreted.

 

Went to school,

attended college,

and got out there to live your American dream,

You have read the “Declaration of Independence” throughout your schooling.

And you live your day by

climbing your corporate ladder

running your business

with absolute faith in those “unalienable rights”

“Life, Liberty, and The Pursuit of Happiness”

stated in that greatest declaration ever made on earth.

 

Don’t we tend to equate the pursuit of happiness to the pursuit of wealth?

So, how’s your chase turned out to be today?

Did you have a good catch today?

 

Oh! I should be off record for my chase today!

I have been having a bad mood due to that rude waiter,

so today doesn’t count.

 

Oh! I should let myself off about my catch today!

My stupid boss promoted my colleague instead of me.

That’s apparently nothing I could have done to be not upset about that.

 

And the list goes on…

 

I, myself, have a 86 years old father.

I have never seen such a determined/stubborn person in my life.

Before I got into university,

my father’s obsession with my academic excellence was of zero tolerance.

 

I never blame my father, and never will.

Perhaps,

in his time,

“being rich and successful” was somehow the closest definition of “happiness”

that 1920s Malaysian Chinese immigrants could have come up with.

 

However,

For all the blood and toil my father shed and sweated

He just wants me to be happy.

To have our loved ones to be happy,

Perhaps that’s something ultimately what most parents will agree on.

 

Each and every time I get to this point,

it’s really tempting to blame myself for the days I wasted

on sweating and worrying the small stuffs.

 

But I tell myself not to go down that bloody road.

I’m not going to live in “what could have, what should have, what would have”

I’m not going to “undo, redo, cut, copy, paste” like Microsoft Words.

I’m going to start a new page like Bill Gates.

 

I don’t give a damn the top schools I would have got myself into,

I don’t give a damn the exam papers I should have scored better,

I don’t give a damn the perfect ex-girlfriend  I could have treated nicer,

I don’t give myself in to re-live my every yesterday.

There’s nothing in life which is more stupid than

to expect different results for doing the same thing again.

I’m going let myself off.

I’m done with my yesterdays.

 

I’m not going to live in resentment.

For whoever that hurt me badly,

If the wound had taken me a month to recover,

I’m not going to waste another extra year for vengeance, to hurt back.

 

I’m not going to ruin my days by disappointments.

Delay is not denial.

I’m going to hold on,

I’m going to stay, I’m going to get there.

 

And I’m not going to worry about getting there.

I have to admit that

I am but an imperfect human being

with limited ability to foresee and control,

or even worse,

with limited knowledge to realise what I really want and need.

For what I didn’t choose right

For what I didn’t act wise

For what I didn’t perform well

God will.

Fate will.

Destiny will.

 

And today

I’m not going to worry about things that I have little control over.

Not about my old age father’s health

Not about my cross-nationality relationship,

Not about my future employment.

I’m not going to get fear, insecurity and worries to ruin my days.

 

Perhaps

Happiness is not just a mere absence of despair.

Happiness is more than just a “passive” non-existence of trouble.

Happiness is a self-willingness to feel glad and to appreciate.

 

And today,

I’m still pursuing happiness and wealth as everyone does.

However,

I challenge myself to set the priorities right.

I’m here to be happy,

I’m here to serve my Maker,

I’m here to advocate for issues that I deem important.

I’m not here to chase blindly 

while every end-catch is just yet another chase awaiting to be started.

 

And today,

I chose to stop looking back.

And today,

I chose to stop worrying forward.

And today,

I chose to be happy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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小学的时候

有一天我轻微地生病了

但是那天有上课。

我的保姆看到都心疼

在陪我等校巴的时候

对我说道“你如果是在读着大学就好，你舅舅之前在美国读大学，上不上学都可以的。”

 

那时幼小的我

突然好想上大学。

 

高中三的时候

有一天早上

我和义杰在食堂喝着早茶。

看着那一片翠绿的高尔夫球场

我的心却无比的沉重

在课室里等着我抄的

是一本本迟交的化学和微积分的功课。

义杰说： “如果你真的没心要读理科，真的不必呆在这间学校里浪费时间。”

那时做着业余光碟生意的我，

突然间好想休学去做工。

 

转眼间

凭着不错的预科成绩

我进了墨尔本大学。

对于大学第一年的印象

和Erick在年尾的感触大有共鸣

“ 啊，这样就花了24700澳币。”

那时不曾认真学习的我

突然间觉得读名牌大学也没什么难度。

 

今天。

我从那庞大的考场走出来。

望着那徐徐流水的喷泉，

那墨尔本市区最漂亮的花园，

我的心情却没为这来临的夏天绽放。

又是另外一张

真的尽了力

却考得不怎么样的考卷。

 

突然间我好想回到

小学那生病等校巴的我。

回到那种

“我第一名，就是我赢”

那简单稚气的独赢。

 

走出考场的那刻，

我也很努力去找

高中二的那种“你赢，我也赢”的感觉

互相帮忙，交换笔记，交流泻题

那种积极进取的“双赢”

可是

我找不到。

 

这大学第二年

反而真正教会我的是

一个小鸟和鸡的故事。

 

小鸟和鸡赛跑，

谁会赢？

有时候，

当你到了某一个大环境，

当你到了某一个层次，

你，这小鸟，

总以为自己和鸡

长得非常相似，

经历过同样多的事物

总以为只要你够努力

就不会输给鸡。

 

可是，

小鸟是跑不赢鸡的。

这一类的例子

从一流的商学院考试中，

到那崩盘的美国股市里

都能看到。

这鸡和小鸟的赛跑，

那“你很努力，不等于你能”的说法

是那么的残酷

也那么的真实。

 

小学的“独赢”

中学的“双赢”

大学第二年，

我终于领悟和接受了

那无奈而真实的

“让别人赢”。

 

或许

“让别人赢”

不是一种自暴自弃的态度

而是一种成熟坦然的表现。

去承认

努力不是成功的唯一准绳。

去接受

完美人生中的残缺。

去拒绝

盲目固执地用双脚

努力和鸡赛跑

而忘了自己

飞的能力。

 

２００８年，

我认真地跑了，

我输了。

朋友，你呢？

你跑赢了吗？

 

不管你的答案与否

想让你知道

虽然

有些已经不经常见面了

有些已经没什么话题了

有些甚至就快离开澳洲了。

 

这人生漫长的马拉松，

第２００８公里

因输赢而开始

因努力而疲惫

因跌倒而成长

也因你们，而精彩。

 

假期快乐

告别了，２００８。

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我发了一个梦

在梦里我什么都有。

我有了我要的所有东西

我甚至有了压在我心底最不为人知的渴望。

 

在梦里，我有了我的答案。

我得到了我要的戏剧般的感情报复。

我明白了这一路走来，

遇过的坎坷和曲折都不是恍然。

 

这让我想起了我人生中的那么一幕

那一幕，

现在我终于明白。

那一幕是

在学校巴士上，

我当时还是高中一。

当时我一位高中三的学长要毕业了。

当时我问他，

“ 你这中学六年来，最大的遗憾是什么？”

他，这理科班第一班的学生，告诉我

他最后悔的是

这六年来“没有玩多点”。

 

他指的是，

没有更放胆去做他想做的事

没有放下某一个来临的小考

尽情地去和家人吃个晚餐，

没有放过校巴的离去

敢敢和朋友们留下来打几场篮球。

为了面子，为了成绩，

没有勇敢说出那青涩的甜蜜，

去成就那纯纯的

隔两排桌椅的爱情。

 

他后悔的是，

这六年来，

他，这马来西亚全国第一高中理科班的精英

记得的

带走的

只是一张文凭。

 

当时在高中一的我

还是个以为成绩就是一切的学生

根本无法明白他的这一番 “后悔”

反而觉得他是在开玩笑。

但是，现在我明白了。

 

或许，

你我现在在努力的事物

在如今的角度，

他们是那么无可否认的重要。

中学的，

会说成绩就是大学入门票。

大学的，

会说分数就是就业直通车。

做工的，

会说业绩就是幸福白皮书。

 

在人生中的每一个阶段

我们都会有一个主干目标，

那是你我活着的目的，

那是让你带着困意爬起床的原动力。

那是你我屡战屡败也不放弃的毅力。

 

虽然

他日暮然回首

也许我还会怪自己

为什么把事情看得那么重

就算搞砸了事情，

人生也不见得会差。

 

不是说

这一切都不重要，

无需执着努力，

而是更希望自己在

这名与利的追逐中

别忘了沿途的风景。

别忘了放胆

去爱，去恨，去接受，去改变，去尝试，去感动。

 

不只要

用心去应验人生目标的那一刻。

更要

放心去体验生命的每一秒。

 

因为

如果旅行的目的是结局

那旅行的结局就是

走下飞机，回到家里。

如果人生的目的是结局

那人生的结局就是

闭上眼睛，回到黄土里。

 

我的朋友们啊，

你们是不是和我一样，

有太多的责任

有太多的重负

有太多的“万一”

有太多的“输不起”

而几乎忘了

人生

不是一个方程式

而是一个进行式。

 

还记得

小学考试前父母的叮咛吗？

 

考卷里，

写错了也没关系

但记得别留白。

 

一个小孩子也明白的道理：

 

“ 对，记得别留白。”

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I was born in Malaysia.

A parliamentary democratic country

that embraces the doctrine of "majority rules"

in which,

governors are theoretically elected by the greater crowd,

bills and policies are implemented for the greater good.

 

However,

what went wrong with this system is,

the doctrine has been always misinterpreted

from classrooms to courtrooms

throughout this great nation.

The way we were taught in our age of adolescence

What schooling did tell us,

not only about "majority rules"

but also, indirectly,

about "minority sucks".

 

Does being minority in taking a stand

mean the stand is wrong?

Does against the odds

mean one’s opinion doesn’t count?

Probably not.

 

What we could only conclude is that

the opposing stand is in a greater favour

the opposing stand is of serving a greater crowd,

the opposing stand is deemed to be more correct,

but never, never, never

conclude that the minority’s voice is wrong.

 

It is sad to see

how the democracy system, one of the greatest invention of mankind,

ends up being a barrier to pluralism.

A barrier that makes some students

in whatever level of education

think that:

"If you are not the majority,

then you are not likely to be right.

And, if you are not right,

then you are wrong."

 

The aforementioned vicious and absurd logic

further leads to a fear amongst the people

of being the minority

that stand up

and speak out.

 

In their view,

Because it is always better

to be not alone on the line.

Because it always feels good

to be not personally accountable for.

Because it is always comforting

to hide behind the gigantic shield of majority.

Because it is always a safe bet

to have others to propose your view

and take its fall, for you.

What inspires me about the above thoughts

is of identical nature

which initiated me of writing this blog 2 years ago.

JasonLiew.com

A blog of Cool. Creative. Controversial.

 

It was firstly

a medium which Jason Liew trained his English for IELTS.

Then,

a toy which Jason Liew indulges his ego

by overshooting Google ranking and various blog rankings

with enormous SEO and blogging technical support from Jason’s brother.

Occasionally,

a tool which Jason Liew used to impress others

by writing poetic and romantic Chinese articles,

under a site of his own name, Jason Liew.

No matter how the purpose of JasonLiew.com changes over time,

the fundamental principle of the blog remains.

 

And perhaps,

that’s also what delivered Jason’s ranting all over the globe.

It’s never just about the technical support,

technical support can’t make a well-formulated empty site

travel so far,

and last so long.

It’s never just those "laughing stock" articles

that some claimed to be controversial and offensive.

 

"Outlier" posts lust,

but don’t last.

Good bloggers know that very well.

It’s the very fundamental belief

that relates to discussion at the very top of this article,

the decision and determination

to go against the odds,

to argue on a disadvantaged side

to take a tough stand

to be cool, creative, and controversial.

 

Perhaps,

That’s what blessed JasonLiew.com

to be closer to success than failure

after 2 years of establishment.

However,

The recent event of a digging of my old post

by various pharmacy students

are yet another interesting issue to be addressed

before a long pause of this site.

 

Firstly,

I think I’m very fortunate and blessed.

Because most bloggers appreciate feedbacks.

And when your reader’s feedback

is even longer than your original post,

It tells 2 things.

 

First, your readers might have more insight than you,

Second,

your words had definitely hit the most sensitive inner spot of readers’s heart.

 

By hitting the right spot,

I don’t mean by getting the matter personal,

which some of my readers did.

In this generally non-responsive blogging world,

by just writing " XXX profession is of all losers",

everyone knows Jason’s claim will only get ignored,

and not get bombarded with lengthy insights.

 

Those skeptical readers that took things personal

reminded me of Taiwanese Parliament,

which well-educated MP throwing chairs and pens

in a bill debate.

 

Malaysia,

is still a nation with huge room for improvement

because what were witnessed in those bright minds originated from lecture halls

is so similar to what were found in those tough leaders in the Parliament halls.

 

What its ruling party good at,

is mainly about hiding behind each others,

And,

What its opposition party knows,

is just simply opposing.

 

Even a blog doesn’t work

by simply going against EVERYTHING.

Anyone thinks a nation does?

 

 

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在爱情白皮书里

恍然发现书里少了一页……

 

这“失页”

使你的阅读停顿

这一页的失去

让你对剧情猜疑

这一个人的离去

让你对感情质疑。

 

有人会犹豫停住

有人会彷徨无助

有人会尝试弥补

跳过去下一页找眉目

去继续读这有缺页的书。

 

而这类似经历的人物

他们难免会尝试往前页翻读

来试着连接失页后的事故。

他们难免会往事回顾

来试着找一个理由把自己说服。

 

书页脱出，

说明一本被翻阅过的书。

书页脱出，

证明一条曾经付出过的感情路。

书页脱出，

是我那改不掉的疏忽？

是你的心荒芜得太仓促？

还是我们的爱原本就是错误的全部？

 

书页脱出，

不怪作者设局的残酷

也难怪读者被情节束缚。

 

书页脱出，

是我那不在乎的粗鲁？

是那累积的恶劣态度？

还是你那无心的辜负？

 

书页脱出，

我不再用自毁来写痛苦回忆录。

我不再用自责来对自己报复。

 

书页脱出，

谢谢过去的用心阅读。

谢谢曾经的细心照顾。

书页脱出，

成全你的角色追逐。

成为我的戏剧前度。

 

书页脱出，

我不否认我的错误。

书页脱出，

我不否定我们曾经的相互。

书页脱出，

我不因你的结束而痛哭

我因我们的真心付出

而学会庆幸满足。

 

书页脱出，

我学会看那遗失后的页数。

书页脱出，

我学会走那没有你之后的……

每一步。

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