Jottings are the scattered pieces of my thoughts that suddenly squeeze my heart.
I view jottings as the flowing pieces of thoughts, which can be either marginal or concentrated.
These jottings are:
"Apple"
The apple was rotting, and then a gust of wind swept it away, rotting in the mud.
The apple was rotting, and every moment before it hit the ground, a hanging blade was blocking its throat. A gust of wind swept it away, so it rotted in the mud.
The apple was rotting, and every moment before it hit the ground, a hanging blade blocked its throat. Then, a gust of wind shook it, scooped it up, and dropped it again. So, it rotted in the mud, its core exposed to the wind.
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It is impossible for a person to be blindly kind to someone he knows nothing about. If he could, he would also likely commit crimes against someone he knows nothing about.
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The lonely man climbed to the top of the mountain and said to the people: Since I am so kind, why do you ask anything from me?
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How come freedom, this cheap luxury, has become an escape rather than to create?
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Shut up and feel!
"Justice"
The birth of a word is due to the emergence of some phenomena that are in the opposite position to the word.
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The meaning of life is to give us the power to choose how to die.
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I hope that one day, I can hold a bunch of flowers, not because their language is meaningful, but because I still have endless words to say.
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Isn't life just about those few moments? No, life is about creating more of those moments.
"Maturity"
Maturity is abandoning the bad habits of youth, so justice is maturity, honesty is maturity, and being at ease is even more maturity.
"Coincidence"
My life is a huge coincidence. My birth is a coincidence. My going to school here is a coincidence. My meeting her is a coincidence. My looking at her that extra moment is a coincidence. My throbbing feelings for her is another coincidence. Every coincidence is linked together to form an inevitable event: I must like you.
"Love"
The essence of love is to express one's soul to another person without reservation. Thus, love is both heavy and light.
"Like and Love"
Love is a selfish emotion. It involves complete and unconditional devotion to one's partner, imposing corresponding responsibilities on them. Love demands a return, and resolute giving is always intended to earn a return of love or some other kind of reward.
Liking, on the other hand, is different. Liking isn't based on a desire for reward; it's a one-sided act of giving, even if it's not as much as love itself. Therefore, liking is an emotional sustenance, and I believe my feelings for her are unrequited. I'm not so concerned with whether she accepts me, likes me, or whether we can be together. I simply like her.
"Clowns"
Clowns take pleasure in the laughter of their audience because they are laughing at someone who takes pleasure in their own outrage.
"Dream"
Never laugh at a person's dream because once it is lost, it cannot be found again.
"Old cow"
I used to think that everyone around me was a fool, someone who didn’t understand why they were alive, and among them, I was no more than a tied old cow.
"Morning light"
No, no, don't draw the curtains. We can doubt and refuse to accept everything, but we should not isolate the only faint morning light.
Camera
That’s right. Values can never be criticized or commented on. Everyone’s uniqueness should never be erased. This is why I picked up the camera.
"Wind"
I like the wind, because the human soul is most similar to it. It moves without words and seems visible when I dance with it, but invisible when it is quiet and peaceful.
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I doubt and even oppose all dogmas, outlines, and all statements that interpret the unknown as claims, reserving the final right of interpretation for all terms. I lament those who lack impulse and emotion, for in this world of nothingness, lacking the only strategy for dealing with nothingness, one will live day by day like a year.
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That memory seems dead.
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It seems that only distance can make us know each other.
"Moonlight"
I saw the moonlight again, and before I could even say hello, the thunder and wind swirled, stirring my heart. You clearly shouldn't have come out on a cloudy day, just like I waited in the dark even though I knew it was impossible. No, I needed to chase you, so I rode my electric scooter towards the river, my singing drowning out the hawking in the streets as I headed south, towards the moon...
"Express"
Everyone is an expresser, every life is an expression
"Loneliness"
Loneliness. Loneliness is like a cradle without companionship, while loneliness is like an old, helpless person. Yet, both share an essential commonality: they must rely on others to achieve what most adults are capable of on their own. True loneliness cannot be escaped by anyone; on the contrary, it can be embraced and even utilized. When discussing group relationships, loneliness isn't isolated by space or time, but rather represents the gap between individuals and groups. This gap arises from the unequal nature of individual human thought. Whenever such a gap emerges, it must coexist with the response of another thought. Therefore, with the emergence of a group, loneliness inevitably arises. With gaps come loneliness, but the emergence of affection offers the ability to bridge these gaps, easing the disparity between two souls. This is not through understanding, but through ignoring, or perhaps even merging. Two different minds, regardless of any reason, naturally have no possibility of convergence. However, they do have the choice to occupy and merge. When one mind ceases to confront the other, or when one mind takes an unjustified offensive, the gap naturally disappears.
"One day morning"
This morning, I went out to photograph the 6:00 sunrise. For some reason, I woke up at 4:30 and wandered downstairs, not knowing where to go. As I wandered around, my stomach started growling. It seemed like eating breakfast at 4:50 wasn't unusual. Then the owner's voice rang out, "What would you like?" They had meat buns, vegetable buns, and so on. About the seventh or eighth variety, I said, "Two meat buns, please." He asked, "Are two enough?" I had no idea how big the buns were, but "Yes, it's enough for one person." Just as I was pulling out my phone to pay, two young men about my age, riding similar-sized electric scooters, arrived at the breakfast shop. The owner, who was eating, enthusiastically asked what they wanted. They seemed even more hesitant than I was. Even this morning, it was cold, so I needed a down jacket. They seemed even more picky than I was, asking the boss if they wanted the meat, just the buns. Of course, the boss couldn't sell them that much, for the sake of business. Then one of them said to another, "I miss those days back then, don't you? School days are always the best, aren't they? It seems only then can we call them our prime." While I was half asleep, the boss started arguing with them, saying something like, "Cousin, cousin," in what sounded like some dialect. As they chatted, the man in black, who was even thinner, suddenly said, "I miss my mom so much." The man in the white down jacket didn't say anything. It was as if they grew quieter, the night darkened, and we seemed even further apart.
"Loneliness and freedom"
Loneliness is a means of pursuing freedom. As Nietzsche said, if a person claims freedom, the way to escape their chains is not to break them or transcend them, but to create within them a key, an axe, a spark that can consume everything. The path to freedom from the chains is to create—to create a being more powerful than the chains. Returning to loneliness, we call it loneliness because it is a separation from everything, including humanity, morality, and values. Loneliness can never be an antonym or even a neutral word; it leads people to self-reflection and inquiries within. When people achieve solitude, they are free from the constraints of any label. They are naturally natural and at ease. They no longer care about the philosopher's favorite question, "Why?" They do not think twice before acting, but simply act, accepting the superficial meaning of "do" and "don't do."