a point on the earth outside the door

是你的眼睛

may be you don't wanna see it,
but it's just so happened.

莫非普天之下

默哀

while i am chasing the light, a shadow standing there

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only once

out where dreams come true

turning to the left

don't cry, you are not supposed to be a fountain

at the end of the poem

angkor wat

still

the darkest the sky

when the wall is over, how should i complete the wall?

present perfect

probably...

not too far away

Noise of Light, Adrian Paci, 2005



when the night has come, and the light is hanging over the city, my eyes are almost blinded by that radiant glare. i am living in this city, at the meantime, i am getting far away from it. i could never hear the sound of light. people generated this city, by destroying it, like those killed natural specimen on the museum display. “the natural world is increasingly man-made”, tony cragg said. i am stacked in this city . where is the fucking utopia? people ever searched it, ever built it, but never made it. i am still in the city.
at last, i come to this century, from absurdity.

the path of the righteous man, he left.