Tuesday, July 18, 2017

The Blind Bard




The Blind Bard
Laijon Liu 20170718

The sunlight or the thunderbolts blinded you
or the nights you are terrified to see
thru your wandering years you have met
so many goddesses, giants and nymphs
your wine cup holds the churning seas
by that sacred spring you recall the past
sword dancers in circles at wedding feasts
battles and games are divine sacrifice
men want fame, boys to be heroes
heroes to be gods, and gods are mad
Ha! Huge smoke rises from the Mount Olympus
carcass on the beach, corpses clogged the ditches
all that for a tale, a tale we all love
and then we perish, leave a beautiful ruin










Sunday, July 16, 2017

A Quiet Passion - How Dickinson Fights and Retreats

A Quiet Passion - How Dickinson Fights and Retreats
Laijon Liu 20170716

A Quiet Passion is a great film. of course Emily Dickinson is my hero (not Heroine) she must be pleased to be equal, that shows how a talented poet(not poetess) deal with her life and society in 19th century. If she were a man, she would accomplish so much more, but what's for a woman is the marriage grave that time. They are educated, for a purpose to serve their future husbands, and brainwashed by men's religious system that only a few unknowingly unwashed :), so she finds herself another grave, that second floor bedroom she picks, it's quiet small world, or her own castle, but in her space she shares bed alone, or writes or muses at her own hours choosing, morning three 'o clock that quiet dark waiting hours to dawn, would she imagine what's in store for her another 50 years if she could live long? she imagined the heaven, the sea, and questioned the Hope, the time eternal to the field of gazing grains of the sunset, that Death comes with his scythe for the autumn reap .... but would she cheer or despise the young girl's hands that lit the candle at both ends? Let that non-existent fire warm her cold body.

In Winter in my Room
I came upon a Worm --
Pink, lank and warm --
But as he was a worm
And worms presume
Not quite with him at home --
Secured him by a string
To something neighboring
And went along.

A Trifle afterward
A thing occurred
I'd not believe it if I heard
But state with creeping blood --
A snake with mottles rare
Surveyed my chamber floor
In feature as the worm before
But ringed with power --

The very string with which
I tied him -- too
When he was mean and new
That string was there --

I shrank -- "How fair you are"!
Propitiation's claw --
"Afraid," he hissed
"Of me"?
"No cordiality" --
He fathomed me --
Then to a Rhythm Slim
Secreted in his Form
As Patterns swim
Projected him.

That time I flew
Both eyes his way
Lest he pursue
Nor ever ceased to run
Till in a distant Town
Towns on from mine
I set me down
This was a dream. 


Her poems are difficult. but her voice always troubles readers, playful natural nursery rhyme like beats, moderate, self-controlled, polite, ladylike-protesting, a world of images, yet she could never receive that crumb of Hope.

“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -

I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.


And her same period, many people love Walt Whitman, but he is a man, he could go many places and do many thing fit, so they are great poets, but their environment put them in very different world, Walt sings of myself, of us, of America that he experiences as a white man that time; poor Emily's song shows another scope like hearing a funeral dirge daily and tick tuck hourly:

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading - treading - till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through -

And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum -
Kept beating - beating - till I thought
My mind was going numb -

And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those same Boots of Lead, again,
Then Space - began to toll,

As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race,
Wrecked, solitary, here -

And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down -
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing - then -


Many American compare the two greats, I like both, but I love Emily more. and this film captures her feeling a lot, and her thoughts too. She is a Great Poet, her thoughts are her true melody.





Tuesday, July 4, 2017

On Greek Classic 02


On Greek Classic 02

The Roles of the Greek Gods and Goddesses

Zeus
Nature: sky, lightning, thunder
Society: law, order, justice, ruler
Family: Father, husband, king

Hera
Nature: probably mother earth
Society: cities, marriage, bearing offspring,
Family: Mother, wife, queen

Poseidon
Nature: seas, earthquakes, and tidal wave
Society: probably voyage, since Greek were called Sea People (Odysseus exp.)
Family: uncle

Demeter
Nature: fertility, nature, and the seasons
Society: agriculture, pregnancy
Family: Aunt

Hestia
Nature: Hearth
Society: Domesticity
Psych: relation matters, family dealing
Family: Aunt

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Athena
Nature:
Society: defense and strategic warfare, handicrafts and science
Psych: knowledge, reason, intelligent activity, literature
Family: child, sibling

Apollo
Nature: light, the sun
Society: poetry, music and arts, medicine and healing
Psych: prophecy, philosophy, inspiration
Family: child, sibling

Artemis
Nature: the moon, all animals
Society: hunt, archery
Psych: virginity
Family: Child, sibling

Ares
Nature: violent phenomenon
Society: war, bloodshed
Psych: violence, longing for bloodshed
Family: Child, sibling

Aphrodite
Nature: pleasure, beauty
Society: sexual activity
Psych: sensual love, desire
Family: child, sibling

Hephaestus
Nature: fire
Society: blacksmith
Psych: craftsman art, forge tool and weapon
Family: child, sibling

Hermes
Nature:
Society: commerce, communication, borders, eloquence, diplomacy, thieves and games
Psych: Social art, rhetoric, trickery, art of deal :D
Family: child, sibling

Dionysus
Nature: wine
Society: theater, entertaining business, celebrations, party
Psych: ecstasy
Family: child, sibling
(this god entered Olympus late, probably b/c entertainment was developed late in Ancient Greek)


It’s really fascinating how creative the Ancient Greek are, their religion system is created thru their understanding of Nature, Society, and their Inner Experience. Gods and goddesses not only dwell in heaven, in Nature, also in their social and day to day activities, and even clever that the nature of gods and goddesses possess their emotion and thoughts. I guess they tell the patron god of their each child according to his/her early-shown talent, and every child has different talent in unique art, like speech, craft, poetry, sport… (special interests or good grade subjects at school)and even bad temperament and lusty character prove he is Ares possessed for that moment or oh no! He is gonna be horny like Zeus when he grows up…. Athena is Odysseus and Penelope’s patron goddess, and cities pick their own patron goddess, more like todays team mascots, national animal, on society level. Iliad and Odyssey often show 3 stages of gods and goddesses function, they argue and deal in heaven, Olympus; and appear in physical body fighting on the battlefield with men, Aphrodite can’t handle the hardcore bestial nature of war, cried like baby, probably suggests the formula sex and physical violence don't go well together, so that’s how we unconsciously produce the famous slogan “Make Love Not War”; also in men’s psych, Achilles holds his sword, that moment of hesitation to strike Agamemnon, his mind hears Athena’s advice; Hector going nuts, Ajax going nuts, Achilles going berserk, all possessed by Ares in that particular moment of fight, later they could not explain their madness, but Odysseus seems never lost his mind in critical time… the two epics are like classic, surreal, futuristic blended stories, gods and goddesses are one dysfunctional Modern family, husband comes home late from a local bar, and wife has already schemed with her children to carry out her revenge, and dramas and fight begin, but the family relationship never really breaks down, they need each other, just like all their nature and symbol must play the parts of the whole, so their civilization progresses along with their dramas, grudges, and love too.

Also, Athena is a goddess, female symbol, but she plays the old sister role, she is goddess in war, represents victory, how ancient Greek pick goddess (female symbol) for war nature really progressive than today Conservative; not only that, Athena also reigns in wisdom: knowledge, reason, intelligent activity, literature. Artemis is another female deity, goddess of hunt, it's boy's sport too that today's conservative may tell us how to think, she is the tomboy goes into the woods night and and brings back the game early morning. Aphrodite is the talk of the town, boys love her, she loves them back, women hate her and call her names, but she cares less because she does what she wants, and she likes it. so Feminism is not new thing, rather very old one.

And the boys, oh, boys, they are a bunch of bums and losers. Apollo is a dude spends more time in front of mirror while working on his poetry, music and arts, it's like he has audition everyday, but much of his artistic flare wont get his love to fall for him, so he hugs a laurel tree, he even composes poem for that tree, becomes a tree hugger, his medicine and healing specialty is like family secret remedy, and in ancient time the medicine = quack, that's a little more effective than a prayer with olive oil rubbing, so good for nothing, that's him. Ares, well, using Homer's words, everybody hates Ares. yeah, he is the one always bad tempered, rash, disturbs a perfect afternoon family gathering, and gets a talk to or a slap by other siblings to calm down. Hermes, well, a little brother dresses dandy, stands on the street corner, swindles people selling his stolen or fake junks, a smooth guy, doing a lot of business, tricks everyone and flight by night, like he has wings on his foot. Dionysus is a drunken stupor or wild singing and dancing, running a theater business to the ground, so people move his parties to the wilderness.

So this is the family. Progressive Left, Democratic too. Joke aside, how people create their deities also shows their faith of society, that each god, each goddess possesses unique function to construct a complete heaven, just as their men, have individual voices and parts in war or peace. Polytheism allows different ideas to develop and permit other faith to coexist.

Scholars state that ancient Greeks consider their gods and goddesses seriously, but in Homer's time people may not see gods that serious as their ancestors do (even tho they offer rites like today religious people in many parts of the world), that might show from 2 epic poems why gods and goddesses are rather comical, immature and short-tempered being, just like how human experience their own daily emotion. Or I want to believe that the singers thru generations and the first epic compilers share the same concept of the main tune, that they purposely describe gods and goddess as childish, might be they want to guide listeners from the vanity of the idol figurine worship, or they discover new art that human art better and contain more flesh than the cold statue gods. From the beginning of Iliad, the four parallel narratives: Achilles' godly anger, the collapse of old ranking order from moral standard (Agamemnon), the old human sacrifice ritual, the catalog of ships that harken back to the golden period of Greek... are all reminiscent, dark, foolish and savory or old glory to the listeners. I assume there are many other stories, like how Troy fall, how Achilles die... but the compiler of Iliad or(Homer) only focus on the the beginning 4 themes to start, unless he could not find other pieces fill the missing parts of the epic, Troy falls. But Achilles and Odysseus are men on two inner journeys: Achilles struggles with doubts about warrior being(fighting in war), the cost / sacrifice of being great, it's a confusing belief, even for Achilles himself; Odysseus strives to go home, deal with longing, the suffering to be happy, there's nothing wrong for his goal; and today these two heroes still reign in our ambition, but Odysseus is more matured and learned than Achilles, Achilles learns about himself after slaying Hector, and dies in battle as listeners all know, only his name remains; Odysseus crawls onto his home shore, finally returns, a satisfying ending. Probably Homer's time people realize that Odysseus is their new hero to replace the old hero, Achilles.



Monday, July 3, 2017

On Greek Classic 01

On Greek Classic
Laijon Liu 20170702

I love Greek Classic. Homer's Iliad and Odyssey are or is truly great literature, and I believe these two works are done by the Ancient Greek, a group of people, thru oral tradition, and after some years compiled and revised by a single author, there's no need to end the endless long war of the authorship, that's not the most important, to me the most important part is these works are somehow should be read as whole, that tales from the wall of Troy spread to the voyager's home, Ithaca. When the Greek in their dark time, whatever nature phenomenons unexplained they tribute to gods or goddesses, of course that include the human inner feelings, emotions cannot be logically explained, maybe parts of that they want to easily memorize, thru invented system of stories and causes, they consciously developed their ways of understanding their world, societies and their inner life experiences, so the Olympian gods and goddess claim victory over the titans of raw rough chaotic nature symbols, and amongst all their new gods and goddesses they created their heroes, sons and daughters of gods and men, later, human heroes, after they gained much learning of unexplained and confident of their surroundings. Iliad and Odyssey show how they explained their wars, dealing, concepts, and emotions, in Iliad gods are more dominate, Achilles resembles both man of fate and character of invincible god; in Odyssey, Odysseus, a bloodline of men, but more and more as one of us, more shrewd and humbled with fears, more vulnerable, batterd and traumatized by our world. Gods shifting their power to men from Iliad to Odyssey, Olympus is not center stage of the world any more, but at Troy, men's battlefield, by the campfires, in the trenches; and at Ithaca, on the fingertips of waving woman, by the cold hearth that long parted couple first time met, in the court of feasting hallway; both tales set off and end by women, Helen at Troy, Penelope at home, and both women are seemed worth to fight and die for; Men know their best choice, not a ruler of cities that Hera can offer, not champion of the world that Athena guarantees, but only love, makes sweet home that satisfies men's heart, so that completes them. The old ruling system also declined, Agamemnon lost his leadership by robbing Achilles, and later paid tributes to him as equal, Odysseus, the king of Ithaca, but his Troy conquering fame could not protect his own household... All great Classic are Modern, I believe.

I've just watched the Wonder Woman, it packed a lot of action, film tech. I love that early film kung fu girl, so cute, cheered my day. the main actress is hot period. And the later part of film that Ares, the god of war, existed in an illusion, that's correctly depicted, never certain individual, Ares and along with all Greek deities exist in both Nature, the Outside World, and the inner world of men. Ares stood on both side of the battle, also other Gods, that Homer's Iliad painted, the gods characters fight on both sides, often, they fight among themselves too, and also explains the a few deeply moving parts of Iliad, how Hector, Achilles, Priam killing each other, and mutilated corpse to vent hatred, and held each other cried like long lost friend, for What they must fight and hurt each other that way, for What? so that answer Ancient Greek can only tribute to the Gods. Also, the film throws the Love word at viewers, and Greek Love, is not Aphrodite, Aphrodite gives sexual desire, appetite for fresh meat, yuk; later the Paul in new testament refer Christ the Unknown God, the God of Love, but Christ was not known by Homer time Greeks; so I guess the only suspect of God of Love in Ancient Greek should be Zeus, Zeus is the Ultimate Player known by men and gods, but Zeus also gives order to Prometheus to create man, and Zeus' main role is to maintain the order of heavens and mankind, so after hogging on some women or a heifer/swan he comes home dumps a bag of grocery on the table and shouts at the ceiling telling his children to come down clean the rooms, I guess. That love is more real today.

Again, I really love great classics, Homer, Bible, Spring and Autumn, Hamlet, and a few more, they are like time capsules, you open them up, wind and test or play them, often find some strange features or functions that do new tricks.

Monday, May 22, 2017

To Forgive


To Forgive
Laijon Liu 20170522

To forgive is a hard part
it tortures the living
and resurrects the dead





Friday, May 5, 2017

On Marriage

On Marriage

ohhhh, a touchy subject.

it's general to believe that marriage provides happiness, consummation of man and woman, or two partners, or 3, huh, but how comes marriage is a painstaking effort for some people that get ending not one survived another, but both sign the dissolution agreement after stipulation paper sign for contest or uncontested matrimonial relationship?

of course, we know love is blind and once we fall in love, we think two together can make world go around, and the court law clerks seeing me hold a stack of paper in correct order, 18 forms about 50 pages, she said: "well, hope this is the last time I see you, and I said to her, oh, no, this is not for me, it's my job." and she replied: "well, you can fall in love but never propose." but I think when we fall in love, then it's all too late, you have to go all the way, because you are too deep in the game.

Marriage and Children change people, some people do ask me why I look young, well, because I refuse to grow up. also the economy is huge factor for me to choose that particular path in the woods, poor young couple get marry is like two to play naked and afraid on cable tv, and a youngster to get marry is like a boy carry a shotgun into woods, shooting a bear or himself is about same percentage outcome, only rich and powerful get marry is union of corporation estate, if the contract go south then they can afford to break up.

Ancient time in China, marriage is state fair, this duke sends his daughter to that lord's  son, and  the pack is made by the emperor, too many cases listed in the  Spring  and Autumn Records, that's how high ruling class maintain their relationship and rank, but that method never really stop the disputes among them, wars break out all the time. Also one  note that the ruling class of every nation require their citizens to marry too, so male 17 and female 15 must be wedded, otherwise their parents will be fined and the local elderly will arrange a marriage for the young people, because only population  will keep up the crop worker, the farm produce,  and tax, and in war time the poor will hold  spear  to die serving their lords and dukes.

My father urges me to get married,  "Just marry someone with similar situation" that is his advice,  his sense is that two persons suffer together is better than one suffers alone. I asked my mom "do you want to go out with a guy like me?" she replied "No". Smart she is. of course, you cannot live with man who carries an abyss on his  shoulder,  dwells like David hiding in a cave never getting out, and cobwebs in his basement ceiling, and  fake skeletons by the corners to scare the new tenants. also, when American kids willing to move back living with their parents since last century? you never thought that would happen. and in this economy shape that House, Car, Children means two persons must have good career, but good career means good educations, means student loan  debts to pay in 10-20 years, and kids grow up, mortgage the just paid house for their tuition. Happiness meas price of pain and stress. In fairyland, there are two types of marriage, prince and  princess, and old fisherman with his nagging wife live in piss pot. I like Shakespeare's quote, Marry your mind.

most immigrant couples end divorce, they cannot handle the new environment, their children experience new perspectives about parenting, childhood, and marriage, they grow up either yelling  at their parents for channeling everything or move away, away from  their childhood pain.

For me, an unreal poet always draws marriage according to sonnets and diamond commercial takes, that's too poetic, in real life on Earth, happiness is a bottle  of cheap beer with a book for the evening, why we talk to our priest for an hour and he never mention about stack of  divorce forms we must read thru and file if the deal go bad? we should have our high school  kids file divorce forms in their class, so when they think they fall in love, they know it's not the feeling of singing and dancing in the rain. it only looks good on tv,  because we only see the highlights.

of course there are role model couples grow old together,  that when they are old they still have passion for a fight, shouting match for 10  minutes, but usually it just ends in 2 lines exchange, and next time they argue about a misplacing newspaper or milk carton that's 1 week later. 

Last, let's understand "Marriage Problem" from linguistic perspective, the "Problem" comes right after the "Marriage". :)

oh, I am brave.


 

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

Social Network and Privacy

Social Network and Privacy

I don't have Linkdin account, it's been years some friends and relatives sent me emails thru LinkedIn to connect, and a few years ago I tried to sign up, but gave up signing on that page of phone#, working company, and nature of my work,  that time I was working at a busy sex toy company, a distributor in NY, daily helped picking orders, boxing and ship out 7-10 pallet, also helped testing the vibrators, handcuff keys things, it's not embarrassing, it's $12.50/hour warehouse job pay, that almost made me feel I was stepping into American Middle Class group, but it's kind of not social accepted by most people when they have someone friend who like me Linked with them, what's next? Porn Actor?! Prostitution? such career role on social network would never get laid, that environment is a black hole of Renaissance wall painting that depict day of judgement, one either has to walk among the classy dressed society or swimming in a mass of naked human figures, hell.

So I kind of give up the idea of join LinkedIn, not to embarrass my friends and relatives. I understand LinkedIn is a social network for working professionals, but the problem is that I am living Odd Jobs, I'm just a piece of work, I think most of people are not happy about what they do now, they don't want to talk about their work (money for food and rent) in public, but at least LinkedIn should give users some options to lie(the unsuccessful people like me, remember Cinderella's coach, dress, and bling bling obtained by magic? think again, yep, that's borrowed, stolen, got it from pawn shop that makes a Princess and shining! To dance at ball, we need dress and shoes), I would fill my career a Soccer Agent (I want to watch game 24 by 7 drinking beer), even tho I am still waiting for Messi to call me so I can make some money thru his next contract, also I would like to be a pop singer agent, if I sleep with Madonna I would take a selfie of me and her, load it onto every social network to make me proud. title it: Childhood Dream Finally Comes True!

That's how I feel about not to join LinkedIn, and I cannot reply to people's emails thru LinkedIn, I don't have an account, just like some other online money transaction network that requires credit card, I don't have good credit like our President. Also, I only check my emails 2/3 times a week, because early years I put my email online, now I got all advertising, porn messages, and petitions... and I got all the contacts and important emails there, I can't switch to another account.


Monday, April 24, 2017

The Exit Scene

The Exit Scene

"Oh, before I die, I'd like to confess to the Virgin Mary that I opened forbidden door in heaven. I've been so wicked by denying it all this time."
- The Virgin Mary's Child, Brothers Grimm

There are two, or maybe three scenes that are truly memorable for most people to experience in life. Two of them are set in hospital, parents bringing their babe into this world, panic, joy, tears and all that excitement in the labor room; and other rooms that occasionally stage the inevitable outcome for every patient to pass, family members take their turn to bid farewell, doctors and nurses are calm, and most patients seem know their time, they never struggle, and their relatives may choke silent sobs and consult with doctors in the hallway for the usual hospital proceeding after the death report signed.

There are things we keep for the last moment to say to our love ones, hmmm, to our relatives, and most of us either confess or praise, and rarely we swear to each other's face by the death bed say: "I wish you burn in hell!" or "Well, I guess I'll be up there watching you suffer then." like Confucius says: "a dying man's last words are for good." and it's truly stupid when we wait for whole life, for the last moment to confess, to ask forgiveness, or praise our loves, right. I never understand why people just wait? wait for what? No one is prepared for this mess, this fucking world. we are all hotheaded when we are young, we dream, we game, we taste new things, we go T-personalities, we fight for our 'faith'(whatever that means), and make babies... we make a lot mistakes, most of us fucked up living in this giant pyramid shape of resource distribution system, when the heaven pours that cataract of streams trickle down to random drops at the bottom hopeless class in most countries, and thinking of our parents, they were young and stupid too, they most of them were not as smart as we are, not matured as we are now, as our information tech leading our understanding about world and life. We are caught by our own device, our mad desire, become slaves of high tech, run around and serve our own products. There's no living manual to pursue happiness or to guard a safe place of hope, no cones ahead set to mark the potholes forward. Farmers unsure about weather, workers lose their factories, parents are helpless in front of their kids, struggling to play the victim/loser roles in current job-guarantee-home society. the roof is crack wide open.

And stupidity is that we see ourselves honorable that must hold our self-esteem in front our kids, that apology, truthful conversation, or those rare humane vulnerable moments that must come from outer universe in our existence, that until death (the Law of Existence) shatters our relationship we finally open up to pay the long past due debt, and for all that time, we make our love ones suffer, suffer for waiting, living in anger, dealing with unfairness for lifetime, people can be so selfish(stupid) that like this little girl even her three children taken away, they will not give up their stupidity, to just utter truth, say: "Yeah, I damn ate the forbidden fruits, it's sweet, delicious, I damn love it! Guess what! I want more! Hell Yeah!" or, Everyone wants baby, but living is hard, the world is cruel. Happy life for most people is not guaranteed. Is it fault to love, to be hopeful, to pass down the faithful seeds in this contaminated world?

And Why we wait for the last moment to give the power of speech, make that last moment dramatic, meaningful, that worth for npr story hour mic, when we spend lifetime deny, ignore? We don't win anything, we lose our countless chances to make our love ones happy.

There's no remedy for time lost, I bet that girl got gray hair like mine, when she smiled, she looked like she's crying. Virgin Mary gave back her children, for me it's the heaven I'm waiting for.











Friday, April 21, 2017

Hard Road (First of the Three Poem) by Li Bai



Hard Road (First of the Three Poem) by Li Bai
Laijon Liu 20170420

Gold cup and ten liter pure wine for ten thousand coins
jade platter served delicacies worth ten thousands too
but I put down the cup, drop the chopsticks, got no appetite
I draw my sword and look at surrounding blankly
Try to sail across the Yellow River
but ice seals its surface
Try to climb The Great Column Mount
but snow blankets everywhere
Or relax, drop a line fishing above the lime creek
But all of a sudden I again dream myself in a boat
rocking by the sun side
O, Hard Road, Hard Road
Everywhere there are hard rugged roads!
Where I’m at now? Where I can rest?
Steady wind breaks the waves, that should happen
Full sail into the clouds, to calm the troubled oceans!

Note:
I love this poem done by Li Bai, and I have read a few online translation done by fans, but seems not accurate. So I translate the whole poem here for readers to see Li Bai’s original composition style, his feeling, symbol terms meanings…

Chinese:
行路难(一)
李白

金樽清酒斗十千, 玉盘珍羞直万钱。
停杯投箸不能食, 拔剑四顾心茫然。
欲渡黄河冰塞川, 将登太行雪满山。
闲来垂钓碧溪上, 忽复乘舟梦日边。
行路难,行路难, 多歧路,今安在?
长风破浪会有时, 直挂云帆济沧海。



Wednesday, April 12, 2017

The Sleep and The Dance

The Sleep and The Dance

The Sleep
The first gift is virtue, the second, beauty, and every splendid thing( or talent) and all the best wishes for that princess, but she seems unconscious, seems dead, has never lived, falls asleep in a coma. One hundred years seem just a moment, and her whole kingdom falls asleep with her, they all eat, work and sleep, also do dream within a dream til that day comes they will realize they've never truly lived.

When she wakes, she suddenly enlightened that she was in a long asleep, even tho In sleep a king/queen, but waking no such matter, or in love or maybe in our self-love all along we chase, when we or any nation wake up from our pride, our self-identification, or the kings and the queens in their courts see themselves as commoners, then let go 'their' joysticks? when I start to realize that a victim can also cause so much pain, even more cruel than a monster.

A prince who dares, he is young, handsome, heroic, high horse and shining armour, a leading role for stardom, he is the sky-limit, and destined to fulfill the oracle or miracle, or break the spell... He is hotheaded, a foolhardy, sings tenor or falsetto, and wields his sword like his garden hose, to again save the day, wake the greatness of the past wonder... when we start to feel we are so special, more valuable than a bug or a fly, that we deserve the best and settle for nothing less.

How we rehearse our lines every morning, meticulously pick our fashion style, and pose again and again in front of the dressing mirror, and carefully exam ourselves before we step out of door, but I think I'm still drunk, not tipsy, just a little bit hang-over, or slight motion sickness from my wandering thoughts...

But so what if we are in a sleep? as long as we dream, right? and as long as we have good dreams, not nightmares? like we are all princes and princesses,we find each other, and share the same happily ever after ending. yes, thorns hurt us, but roses should grow in our bed.

The Dance
Put on the dancing shoes and glide
there's something about you
yes, maybe it's your crystal shoes
or maybe something else
that no one fits
yes, maybe it's your crystal shoes
or maybe something else
that makes the floor bright
no, it's not your crystal shoes
it's you, in ashes or in dirt
you always glow



 

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Contrast Perspective of Hansel and Gretel by Grimm 1812 version


Contrast Perspective of Hansel and Gretel by Grimm 1812 version

Story:
A poor woodcutter lived on an edge of a large forest. He didn't have a bite to eat and barely provided the daily bread for his wife and two children.

Comment:
Woodcutter was poor and lived by a large forest, but could not provide bread.
It seems the woodcutter could not live off the land(the forest) by cutting and selling wood. Woodcutter vs Forest.

Forest symbolizes an environment, world or city, that individual struggles with his skill(what he is good at and makes living), the forest is symbol of food source, plenty, also a death zone for Hansel and Gretel, dangerous, lost, a place where their parents abandon them, kids are on their own , if they run out of their pebbles which symbolizes kids' wits, or they stupid using their bread crumbs then they are in trouble.
the woodcutter, the man, the husband, the Father symbolizes the provider role for his family.

The Mother supposes to play the loving, caring role, but she is the character decides and forces her husband to push her children out into the forest.

The Witch, the ancient woman who lives deep in the forest, somehow the woodcutter never knows her cake roof sugar window bread house, and she holds 2 kids hands led them into her house also contrasts the mother, that bread house contrasts with the woodcutter's home (hunger, cold and fear, struggling home in a real world) but in the bread house 2 kids sleep full tummies in beautiful beds for the night like in heaven, and second morning the Witch also symbolizes evil and danger of the forest about to devour them, the dark side of the world, cannibalism[1]. And that world imprisons the kids till they are consumed, not like their home kicks them out when the pots are empty. Poor kids, Hansel and Gretel being so young and fragile have to struggle to find their home and cry bloody tear, wish they are eaten by the wild animals in the forest, not being tortured and frightened in that bread house.

Story:
Then the old woman called, "Gretel, come here right now to the oven."
And when Gretel came, she said, "Look inside and see if the bread is nicely brown and done, for my eyes are weak, and I can't see that far. If you can't see that far either, then sit on the board, and I'll push you inside, then you can walk around inside and take a look."
But once Gretel was inside, the witch intended to close the door, and bake her in the hot oven, and eat her as well. That is what the wicked witch was thinking, and that is why she called Gretel.
However, God let Gretel know this, so she said, "I don't know how to do that. First show me. You sit on the board, and I will push you inside."
So the old woman sat on the board, and since she was light, Gretel pushed her all the way inside, then quickly closed the door and secured it with an iron bar.

Comment:
Hansel and Gretel are 2 kids sometimes witty and playful like cats, innocent and vulnerable like dove, they usually never last long in the forest, for them to survive and come back home with pocketful of jewels and pearls is truly a miracle and satisfying ending, but they have to do everything on the verge to save themselves many times, their sudden wits or stupid courage, or the wickedness they exposed to that they have learned, or luck, that they must play the strong role, not victims, to kill that witch, to survive that world.

Note:
[1]cannibalism: that man is considered as labor unit or other resource material, not as human being suppose to have basic living standard and rights. besides EU, there are about 15 million American children truly understand Hansel and Gretel folktale, and there are many children in our highly competitive global economy world see Hansel and Gretel is their story, thanks to Grimm brothers, and when I get on the NY Subway I wouldn't dare to look at passengers faces, they live and work in a jungle daily worry their work and life, they are the Hansel and Gretel toasted by the witch, they died in that oven long ago, they never grow up as adults, they fear, fear and constantly search for a solution to survive in this large forest. Exp:
Left-behind children: Link According to the 6th Population Census in 2010, there are approximately 61 million of Left-behind children in China, that is 21.88% of children in China. The 60% of left-behind children do not know the occupation of parent.The 30% of them can only meet parent once or twice a year, while 15% of them cannot meet parent once a year. Nearly 25%, which is 1.5 billion of children receive contacts from their parent less than 4 times a year.
Street Children: Link  
US Statistics on Poverty [Google Search Result] 43.1 million people (13.5 percent) were in poverty, including 14.5 million (20 percent) children under the age of 18. 42.2 million Americans lived in food-insecure households, including more than 13 million children.
Child-Selling:
Child Labor: Link
Migrant worker: Link

  












Saturday, April 1, 2017

Little Red Riding Hood

Little Red Riding Hood
Laijon Liu 20170401

Bloom, you flaming youth
And bathe in burgundy
Do not be faint-hearted, my little girl
Kiss that Prince of Woods

Stare into his golden eyes
And read his ancient tales
Granny is making her stew
That tastes like brave new world

Polish your long fingernails
Put on your silver fur coat
Lead your pack and hit the road
Make the nights boogie wild.




Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Bluebeard

Bluebeard
Laijon Liu 20170328

That moment you were shocked and paralyzed-
You turned the golden key
You unlocked the door of that forbidden room

You wished you’d never done that
You wished you obeyed him
You wished you never stepped in his golden coach

But it’s good fortune to live in a castle
Servants stand by, and many rooms to stroll
Curiosity is mind of appetite

And now you have seen his secrets
That dark room, old brick walls, blood
Hanging limbs, chained skeletons

Your lover is a courteous King, and a Doctor
He studies disfigurement and anatomy
He experiments philosophy of dreams

You can hear those strange noises clearly now
Night winds, swaying trees, crows beating their wings
And frightening screams in lightning thunders:

Look at his Blue Beard!
Look at his Blue Beard!
Look at his Blue Beard!

Note:
I love Bluebeard tale. it gives me climax every time thinking about the scene that young wife unlock the secret room. I am sure people unlocked some secret rooms in their relationship and there were signs everywhere on the first date, not something they disliked, but something that gave them creeps, but for some reasons they chose to ignore, such as bad temperament,  control-freak, chronic betting habit, or reticence,  or egotism never wrong always true huge character, thing/belief/principal that holier than love and relationship, or even life must be the sacrifice for that if needed, like this tale there's one room you should never access, basically the dude never trust you with his secret, that he is a monster, if he tells you or you find out then he has to kill you, but marriage is relationship of no-secrets I guess, I learn this principal from Hollywood films, soon or later you somehow gonna find out, then the thrilling drama comes, but I don't believe the young women's brothers could hear her loud screams, nor they could ride horses like thunders or fly like birds to be there on time to save her, and none of those dead women survived in that dark room, they all screamed for help, that's the truth, and that Bluebeard dude would continue, driving his golden coach to the countryside, marrying another young woman, bringing her back to his castle, repeating the storytelling. It could be a Wall St story too, like Tom Cruise's The Firm.

Wild Cross Reference: The Creation Tale - Genesis - Original Sin Tale
It's not once upon a time, but In the Beginning of the Time, when God created heavens and earth... fast forward to: God commanded the man said: "You are free to eat from any tree in the garden, but you must not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, for when you eat from it you shall certainly die."... fast forward to: When the woman saw the fruit of the tree was good for food and pleasing to the eye, and also desirable for gaining wisdom, she took some and ate it, she also gave to her husband, who was with her, so he ate it too.
So what my saying is that you don't give the car key to your teens and say: "Don't turn the engine on when I'm not home." nor you give gun safe key to your kid and say: "just hold it til I'm back, if you ever open the gun safe and play with that loaded gun, then I'll surely ground you."
Bluebeard surely set it up for his young bride, that's his game of trust, if she fails, surely everyone would fail, so she must die. But I don't think God-believer would say God want people to die so he planted the wisdom tree there for men to sin, nor he's all knowing God was little careless picking an easy access spot there, I guess there must be some kind of interpretation of the Original Sin Tale, probably the tale is so old that our ancestors use to explain our death cause without any knowledge of disease, injury, aging, also explains men must plough, women feel birth pang, and their living conditions that time; also their moral sense introduced: Order(Obedience), Self-Consciousness(Shame,Nudity), Conscience(Knowing Good and Bad), Trickery(deceive.crafty), Fashion(Leaves,Hide), Relationship(Man and Woman must rejoin, the missing ribs symbol), Basic Living Concept(Life Hardship, Labor Pain) ... So our ancestor like the Ancient Greek Culture, maybe all people share the same Creation Tales, they need to explain their livelihood and surrounding whatever they don't understand thru making, editing and retelling their Tales.