Cactus

Cactus

Laijon Liu 20180225

no one loves you

and you love no one

in fact

you hardly love yourself

of all the places on Earth

you pick a vast harsh desert

you love the toasting sunlight

you wish it make your skin crack

and somehow make you vaporize

you like the pain to go along with

so you take this slow

you love the gale that blows swirling sands

streams and waves of sands like blades

hot blades out of furnace, ice blades

that shave you, strip you off your bones

you love it, like bathing in the hot springs

your full body thorns don’t make you a coward

you just don’t want anyone to touch you

you don’t need comfort from no one

you shun emotional support

you prefer to swallow your tears, and turn it into juice

the evolution hasn’t given you much

only your strange shape and ugly face

like alien skeletons left in ancient wasteland

you stand there defying the law of Nature

you stay green, and you bloom

The Wormhole

The Wormhole

Laijon Liu 20180223

Stuck, stuck in a wormhole

in between two worlds

that you can never enter

you can’t get out of

you can’t back out

In this trapped reality

there’s no gravity, no relativity

no string theories can function

whatever the mind imagines

zero always results true

Outside of the wormhole

universes of possibilities bloom

dews form on the grass blades

like multidimensions on infinite platforms

that silently merge into the earth

Sunlight of Hope

Sunlight of Hope

Laijon Liu 20180219

My world is on the verge of death

but I’m still alive

I am alive because I still believe

that slightest hope I’ve kept

and hope is not a thing with feathers

nor a dream that melt frozen land

It’s that warm sunlight

that shines upon the face of blind

独立诗

独立诗

Laijon Liu 20180219

如果十亿人阻碍我的自由

我就把十亿人都杀掉

用导弹  氢弹 中子弹

用太阳的光辉和能量

把他们的自由给爆掉

如果一个民族都逼我低头

我就把那个民族都铲除

拉他们去建造新的长城

把他们煮烂在青铜鼎里

我像伟人  一挥手 亿数变零

不要让任何国家或个体

统一我的环境和思想

就算我说宇宙是方的  是扁的

不要说我跟你长的很像

因为我很美  你却丑得要命

每一个自我都属于他自己

每一片土地和原子都要独立

一山  一水 一花 一草

都要给自己的世界起个新名

一切都要有自主的权力

注明:

那些用国家 民族 文化 传统 主权 来干涉别人的思想和言论自由的人，要是同样被暴力的手段压迫，他们就又唉声叹气，但恨爹娘给他们少生两条腿，早早的跑出国，到美洲澳洲开公司，不给他们的祖国和人民创造就业机会和交税，还不要脸的美其名曰给当地外国创造财富。有听说过把自家的钱送外人吗？給我！我亲你一口。一到自由国度，不听哈唬了，不站队陪笑脸闻领导的口臭了，不挨鞭子了，却又奴性不改，反倒用他们自己都不信都不效忠的主权统一思想奴役欺压别人，因为自由的国度尊重所有不同的思想，都凭自觉意识，就拿他们没办法，总不能像在他们的祖国自己人对自己人的用鞭子抽吧，就越发的放肆了。爱哪国就应该呆在哪国，他们没个穷志气，也不愿滚回去，只是用软暴力欺负他们敢欺负能欺负的老实人。读读那些新闻让人生气。

Dreamworld

Dreamworld

Laijon Liu 20180218

every drop of rain is nectar[1]

bees and honeybirds too fat to fly

all flowers are big like trees

and trees like skyscrapers

hippos are turning purple

and they blow huge soap bubbles

cows grow colorful patterns[2]

their rivulet milk thick as yogurt

whales and dolphins levitate

they gyre up into the pink clouds

and on top of hemisphere rainbows

they slide down head first laughing

[1] my original line “When you are in a dreamworld, every drop of rain is nectar” I jotted it down on my notebook a few years ago and saved it for start line of a poem, but could not build on other lines because the line“every drop of rain is nectar” is too beautiful and so unreal that I’ve been wrong and stupid searching other lines in the real world, and finally I’ve just realized today that I must go into an unreal world to find all the beautiful dreamlike images and lines.

[2] line from Hai Zi poem

过年思母

过年思母

Laijon Liu 20180218

母子分离二十年，

每到过年倍思亲。

欲拨长途问寒暖，

却怕失声更添忧。

中国城里锣鼓喧，

家家喜气皆挂红。

开包咸菜就稀饭，

自罚不孝稍慰心。

Persistence Hunting

Persistence Hunting

Some years ago, the BBC Life of Mammals episode 10 demonstrated an African hunting method that our ancestor used that 3 hunters selecting a heavy deer and chasing, tracking the deer for a few hours to drive the deer to exhaustion, because human could sweat and carry enough water in a sunburn day. A few month ago I shared it with my friend and he did not believe it, his argument was the deer speed was about 35-40 mile per hour, best human marathon runners run at 25 mile per hour, so the targeted deer could run a few minutes and rest, when the men reappeared, the deer had already rested and would continue the run. I browsed on the Internet there was a documentary on a test program with 5/6 world best marathon runners trying to chase a gazelle or a small deer in Mexico a few years ago, but they never got close to the target for a couple days. So I was kind skeptical about this tradition too.

Today, on the soccer pitch my friend Paddy and I chatted about this great program again, and back home on the train I suddenly had eureka moment, solved the inconsistency.

First, the trial run in Mexico it’s new ground for the Marathon runners, and athletes were not our ancestors, hunters, they had no hunting experience and familiar landscape knowledge about the ground. It wasn’t well planned. Second, the BBC program shows only 3 runners each with a spear, a leather water bag, and some food. So basically luck played a major factor. The deer must run to a direction where there’s no woods and no water hole. The hunting environment must be hot day and dry land. It takes a pack of wild dogs run at 45mphr to chase a 50mphr wildebeest for 20 minutes to exhaustion, so basically in 20 some minutes they all run nearly a whole length of marathon(26 miles), and men’s perfect condition in ancient time probably 20mphr for 10 minutes barefoot. So our ancestors must combine the persistence hunt with other methods like herding, trapping to increase the chance of hunting success.

The ancient hunters grew up in their hunting land, they knew all the turns and rocks, the river crossing, the waterholes, the woods. They might have to fell some trees to make blockade if they had to. So the tribal chief, the old hunters past on their knowledge about the migrating herds, so the young runners probably age 20-30 that’s prime for speed, fitness, strength to throw a spear for potent hit, and experience to know where to trap ambush the targeted prey were totally bread winners and bloodline of the tribe. They might divide in groups of two or even more, a large group aging experienced hunters and top form young runners who team up to select and drive the targeted prey to the direction they want, by using tactic of layered formation with shouting or even burning smokes, zeroing in like how 4 midfielders and 4 defenders to pin down a fast skillful dribbler dribbling his ball, so the prey away from the water source and the woods, and another small group of hunters probably already wait at bottle neck or choke point with their sharpest spears for their best shots. And the size of tribe must produce minimum 10 top form running hunters in every 10 years, and a baby girl or a boy probability is 50% so 20(boy and girl) within 10 years times 5 generation (age 20-40 for procreation) that roughly makes size of a tribal population 40-60 couples, considering minors' fatality or death by accidents and malnutrition, and the hunters must hunt 3 times a week together, so they could recover from running or injury, a deer could be divided portion of 50 for families, so a refrigerator was no use for them. 

Hunting is team event, requires signals to co-work, languages to communicate and inform, planning and studying of animal prey, learning about weather condition and seasons, using advantage of landscape or even doing a minor change that’s how the herding and animal farming developed later, training kids and fashion good spears and bows, and the last, forming complex social structure, who be the alpha male to lead the hunt, who takes more share, and what's fair… that’s how men’s brain and culture develop.

As that BBC programs show only men can master hunt strategies like how wolf pack hunt, four wolves run down a rabbit, prime of lions in two teams to take down a zebra, a troop of chimpanzees ambush and drive the treetop monkeys into their pocket, but too bad our huge brain has not realized we are hunting and uprooting everything, moving animal and non-moving trees, we are the super hunter, the big league predator, the primal opportunists have already turned into opportunity creators, no distance is too far range for us to reach, and our device is too wide scope coverage that we ourselves are all trapped in it. Catch You!

Tonight

Tonight

Laijon Liu 20180216

Tonight, roses will grow on my skull

and my pale skeleton

will be rubbed golden

Tonight, Jesus will knock on my door

we will drink dark beer

and talk about women

Tonight, Friedrich Gulda plays Moonlight[1]

the moon kisses the soft meadow

and river stream

Tonight, I will finally be loved

my spits taste sweet and smooth

like liquor filled chocolates

Note:

inspired by Hai Zi’s poem facing the sea, spring blooms (海子 面朝大海，春暖花开)

[1] Friedrich Gulda plays Beethoven Moonlight piano sonata No.14 in C sharp minor Op27-2 adagio sostenuto link

An Immense River

An Immense River

Laijon Liu 20180212

an immense river flows into me

slithering after a trail of memory

fourteen billion years’ expansion

collapses traceless into the void

existence of self-consciousness

forever lingers in a moment

life is but a drop of glistening tear

to hear its muffled echo in the sea

Magic Remote Control

Magic Remote Control

Laijon Liu 20180212

I have a magic remote control

that turns on and turns off

a lot of things

all the light bulbs emit

multicolor lights

that form galaxies or the void

faucets, shower heads

like beer pump taps

that spray smooth stout and juice

the weather changes at my wish

I snap my fingers and say:

sunny, thunders, rain poop, snow goose feather

but there’s one special button

I swear I dare not to press

that looks like a shape of _ _ _ _ _

Sunrise

Sunrise

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Severed head

in a bathtub full of blood

Madusa’s stare

her pale complexion emits fire

A glowing shield

shines in the dead of night

Golden Athena

strips off her crimson battle robe

All must behold

the world regains her breath

Note:
- faith is the substance of things hope for, the evidence of things not seen. - St. Paul
I wish we all certain about the good things in life like how we know the sun will rise.

The Rights

The Rights

Laijon Liu 20180210

I believe I have the right of speech

but my cries and prayers

go into one ear and out of the other

I believe I have basic human rights

but I never really know

what those rights truly are

I believe I have the right to happiness

but happiness is too faraway

out of hellhole and into shithole

I believe I have the right to arm

but my guns are only for games

and I’m not allowed to shoot my enemy

I believe the rights of American citizen

but when I look around everywhere

they are jobless, homeless and helpless

the clowns of GOP dictate the People

a bunch of democrats are no good liars

and justices and judges are sitting pretty

70% of the households are under 60k

after the rent, the healthcare and groceries

that tax bracket makes sure they get nothing

the other 30% are book smart 4-eye donkeys

they’ve survived the popular culture

and traded in their childhood for tuition debts

I believe we should all sign up Me Too movement

because our balls and pussies are all grabbed

the corporate bigwigs never let go their big hands

a ring in earlobe riles up the straight crowd

abortion word ignites the God fearing folks

everyone has same problem, fight for great dream

and everyone on tv saying create jobs

but create is a fake word, and a job is not rights

and great means shit, and never anything is great [1]

I believe we have rights to build the pyramid

we have rights not to be called slaves

and quietly we bear our labor and agony like Hercules

Note:
[1] every time a political word 'great' usage means to deceive people, for example: China is great, all Chinese pupils are brainwashed from elementary to college; Chairman Mao was great, his greatness overshadowed and indirectly caused about 100 millions poor Chinese death; all leaders in history was great but their greatness costed so many lives, wars or mandated huge projects, from tombs to wall to river canal system; any country great that is a giant intimidates and encroaches on other small neighbors, so the people of country think of themselves great comparing to others. human race think of themselves greater than the animal and the environment, so our ancestors write this concept on the Bible in God's word: Thou shall dominate over the other creatures. so we excessively consume them, ignore their sorry farm states as it's the Nature. America were great? it all depends on who is the narrator. if we use time machine bring back the real Native, the Black, the Asian settlers, they will tell their life stories that we just call it history, most of us have no much feeling to it. so nothing great about the past, no country's past ever great. and now? there are 43 million Americans in poverty, and 15 millions of them are kids. 146 millions are low income (46%). 44 million student with outstanding debts. and average American die with $62000 of debt. besides that Wall Street board tells us daily, there's nothing great. and especially the great word weights more when it comes out of a great person's mouth. great word should only describe our loves, kids, parents, that fits, other than that, maybe after sex, you look at each other eye and say "honey, that's great! you are great!" then I believe it.

Walt Whitman on Great and Truth

怀玉

怀玉

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楚人怀美玉，

美玉貌如石。

劝君莫痴心，

献玉王公前。

Cinderella’s Wish

Cinderella’s Wish

Laijon Liu 20180203

I wish a fairy pops up at my place

she swings her wand, sings her song

turns the pumpkin into a fancy coach

floating grimes like diamond dusts

and all my rags are glittering gowns

who needs a pair of crystal shoes

who needs to attend to the royal ball

I’m blessed with my guardian fairy

she makes this ugly duckling proud

she makes a sad prince a happy frog

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