exhilaration of knowing.

Writing my blog at 1.30am. its only because i'm suddenly spurred on by another person's blog..haha. Interesting, cos' it's not even by someone i really know. Nonetheless, it's the influence of the spirit of another human being on me...and the influence of the spirit is immortal. The genuine touch has magic. I can't perform magic, so i can't understand magic. But I like to see it, feel it, touch it, and be touched by it. Maybe one day when i die, i will truly understand why i am living. Maybe the core of my existence might illuminate me for a second and then i am gone, with the exhilaration of knowing.

火花的爱情.

烟火会那么迷人, 是因为它在自己最美丽的那一刻, 就消失了.

其实, 我们该凝视的, 应该是那沉没又寂静的黑夜.

因为, 是它, 让花火燃烧着自己, 把最闪耀的颜色发光, 发亮.