Thursday, December 22, 2005

- 2006 Love stories -

One day before the bus strike, NYC
"Thank you very much. I hope to see you tomorrow...," said the old man to the bus driver.
The driver didn't show up the next day; instead, he chose to break his silent promise.

Three days before Christmas
Sitting at the opposite ends of dining table, she is looking for the biggest flat pannel TV for him, while he is looking for the smallest MP3 player for her through internet.

Saturday, November 26, 2005

- Today's tale -

My little lonely blog
I throw a few bread crumbs everyday wishing someone could find me, or I could find my way home.

Thursday, November 24, 2005

- Today's tale -

Sleeping beauty, 2006
One day after waking up, she packed her backpack leaving to see the world.

- Old tales -

Confession
Sometimes, I'm terrified of bening human.

Life
So many issues, yet, so few;
So much to say, yet, so little

Saturday, November 19, 2005

- Today's tales -

Oxymoron
While extreme happiness brings up tears, true saddness dries wet eyes.

Perfectionist
She ended her life before making any mistake.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

- Today's Tale -

Untitled
After serious and long consideration, she opened her head and set the little bird free.

- Old Tale -

The love story
He used his blood to dye the doll’s dress for his little girl’s birthday. The doll was still warm when the girl opened her present.

Saturday, November 12, 2005

- Today's tale -

Darkness
The darkness is so bright; I can hardly open my eyes.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

- Old tale -

Dispondence
She is dancing and turning wildly
round and round,
Using her flying blue skirt
to submerge my suffocated soul
to cover my sinking body.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

- Today's tale -

If I were a tree...
I'd like to blossom in autumn, bear fruit in winter, take a rest in spring, and show off my yellowish new green under the summer sun light.

Monday, November 07, 2005

- Today's tale -

Mission impossible
The most difficult task assigned to human beings is being human.

Monday, October 31, 2005

-Today's tale -

Lost
I can no longer describe myself.

Monday, October 24, 2005

- Today's tale -

Final verdict
"No, you don't have to go with me. Thank you so much!" she said it gratefully without knowing that she was reading her final verdict of eternal solitude.

Thursday, October 20, 2005

- Today's tale -

The sound of high school girls' laugh on my way to work
Oct. 20, 2005, the first time I mourned the lost of my youth.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

- Today's tale -

Paradox
My life is full of enthusiastically attached detachement.

Sunday, October 16, 2005

- Today's tale -

Life
The choice between a perfect dream and what's in front of me.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

- Today's tale -

Destiny
At age of 33, the new line in her palm takes her life to the world of unknown.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

- Old tale -

Unbearableness
It’s a lonely thought that I’m different from others;
it’s rather more unbearable to find out that I’m just one of the crowd sharing the same feelings with most of the human beings.

Saturday, September 17, 2005

- Old tales -

Soul searching
Please give me a pair of glasses for my soul.

About a bold man
There is no grass on that little piece of land...

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

- Today's tale -

Shortage
"Ask me questions. Don't you have any questions?" he asks
again and again.
She looks through all her pockets. The only thing she can find
are answers.

- Old tales -

Rain
Rain, like fine feathers
falls in the garden
to kiss
the thirsty
flowers


Desperation
My life is an inkless pen writing “hope“ on the boundless universe

Sunday, September 11, 2005

- Today's tale -

Nonesense
Life is not getting better or worse; it's simply getting more complicated.


- Old tales -

Odes to Autumn
How could autumn breeze know the withered leaves are still in love with the branch?

Wind is unwilling to let the dead leaves go, so it turns the leaves into numerous yellow butterflies, flying under the autumn blue sky.

Saturday, September 10, 2005

- Today's tales -

Untitled
Life is nonsense. It is what it is.

Happiness
Hours hard work for seconds happiness

A losing race
I change faster than my art; the world changes faster than me

Thursday, September 01, 2005

- Old tales -

Tragic poet
My imagination is like a bird without wings.


Old-fashioned
His thoughts are so old that even the national historical museum refuses to collect them.

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

- Old Tales -

Headache
There is a fish swimming in his head.

Sun
Who got hurt?
Left that golden blood spot
on this pure blue sky...

Divorce
Stupidity was born on the day
the tongue divorced the brain.

Monday, August 29, 2005

- Today's tales -

Happiness
Happiness never stays long enough. It often leaves the two curved lips, embarrassed, hanging on the otherwise emotionless face.

Sunday, August 28, 2005

- Today's tales -

Imaginary Friend
"Water?" She handed the bottle to her imaginary friend
in this 90-degree summer afternoon
(Photo by Ted Hunter)

The secret
The sceret is out!
God hid the ultimate price, happiness, in one of the $5.00 designer bags. Have you found it?
(Photo by Ted Hunter)

Saturday, August 27, 2005

- Today's tales -

Human tragedy
The real human tragedy begins when Narcissus is appointed Sisyphus' punishment.


The Three-year-old
He buries every secret that he can't tell mommy by the sea