華麗的冒險

1. Computer rarely have problem, people have problems
2. Please log off and log back in
3. Restart your computer...
4. No I'm not treating you like an idiot or fooling around. I actually did something before I ask you to repeat step 2-3. It's just that I don't have time to explain to you.
5. There isn't a gnome/elf/fairy inside that computer. so if you never save the document/file, please don't expect it will automatically recover if you deleted it or cancel without saving it.
6. I am not interested in what you have for breakfast. I don't care if you have a husky or some other type of dog. I don't even want to know the story of how you spill your coffee and your dog chew on your RSA token. I just want to know how badly it was damaged, seriously.
7. Good morning Help Desk, how may I assisst you today? (Oh Boy, what did this nut job do to ruin the system AGAIN?)
8. We're aware of the issue and are currently working on it. The fact that you keep calling every 10 minute stop us from working on it.
9. I won't fix your personal computer or laptop at home, nor am I interested about how wirless network at your place doesn't work. And stop pretend it actually happened here at work place. We don't even have wireless network here.
10. We see everything, we know everything, we just don't understand how come you're that stupid.

 

《間歇的感傷》 by 聽雨 2008/7/10
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這次版聚定在二零零八年在七月八號，晚上六點在清大校門口前集合，我因為被一盤棋拖延，所以遲到了幾分鐘，松煙一方面要應付實驗，加上實驗室的學弟被燒瓶割傷，所以延後了一個小時，直到七點才現身，在六點到七點這段時間，我和姚子就在清大校門口聊了一個小時。

聊了一個小時，雖然氣氛很輕鬆，但好像不論如何轉換話題都會有一種歲月的感傷。

就好像姚子說的，雖然過去會計劃每一年自己要做的事，也知道自己十七歲要做什麼，十八歲要做什麼，二十、二十一、二十二、二十三歲或是二十四歲要做什麼，不過不管怎麼想，好像也沒有計畫到二十五歲的樣子。

談到最近的休閒，姚子說下班後大部分的時間都花在魔獸世界上，寫作、看書和看電影的時間也相對少了。

雖然在聽到的當下會有一點感傷，不過人生就是這樣。

七點松煙出現之後，我們繞了一圈到日本料理店吃晚餐，因為姚子和松煙是第一次見面，所以他們見面之後立刻開始討論深奧的佛法，區區小弟在下我，因為沒有辦法介入兩位大師的世界，走在兩人前面的時候，腳步顯得有一些凌亂。

可能是因為發現我的異狀，兩位大師最後還是將話題轉換成物質世界的議題。

譬如說如何終止伊拉克戰爭，四川大地震，熊貓的保育，雨林拯救之類的。

善哉，善哉。

So, I received the news Tuesday(2/3/2009) morning.

Since I started helping BLIA-NY magazine years ago, one of assigned job is to reseacrh news clips about various notable BLIA activities around the globe. Every morning started out with checking personal email and reading news from merit-times website. Then I saw it. At first I was in denial and refuse to accept it. The DDM website was real slow to load and I was secretly hoping it's a mistake on news media's part. But I read Shifu's last words. And I started weeping. Since there's no self and I am not in control of my uesless tears, I fled into men's room before I started to make a scene.

"Shifu probably don't want to see me hiding here like a crybaby". The thought crossed my mind and I started to recollect myself after Buddha knows how long I've been there. And I remembered......

It was sophomore year in college during the student club orientation, I first started to read with Master Sheng Yen's book. Though I came into contact with buddhism at a much younger age and I've read many books since then, Buddha's wisdom didn't really brush off on me. A lot of thigns didn't make much sense. Yet after I read that book, many of my questions were answered. "That's what Buddhism suppose to be like!!!!" I hold the book with joy and excitement. It marked the beginning of my practice.

Then it was that afternoon. I was at the 2nd floor of Chan Meditation Center, watching all the books on shelf and spacing out. "Wow...all these books were written/compiled by Shifu..." A gentle voice greeted me and ask if I had eaten. I came to my senses and realized what happened after few seconds of spacing out. To my surprise I saw who greeated me. It was indeed an awkward moment. Years passed since then but that gentle voice still echos.

I was fortunate enough to know/meet several masters in my youth either in person or through books. Without a doubt, each master is unique in his own way. It's quite foolish to compare them. I've only wish that I learned from our brief encounter and continue to learn from Master Sheng Yen's last words:

What I am unable to accomplish in this lifetime, I vow to push forward through countless future lives; What I am unable to accomplish personally, I pray for everyone to join forces to promote

Busy with nothing, growing old.
Within emptiness, weeping, laughing.
Intrinsically, there is no "I."
Life and death, thus cast aside. ~ Venerable Master Sheng Yen

聖嚴師父：無事忙中老，空裡有哭笑，本來沒有我，生死皆可拋

 

這篇很早就完成了，只是當初沒有存稿，直接在網頁上輸入，幾百字便在一連串的錯誤訊息與滑鼠按鍵中消失。

發現無可挽回的當下，生起些許惆悵，因為此情此景，似曾相識。

──我們的青春，不也是這樣？
聽雨說：我們年輕的歲月，就好像一場詐欺一樣。

如果說凡走過就會留下痕跡，那麼我的日子便似飛鴻雪泥，淡薄地近乎原地踏步。所以我才認為生日其實「不快樂」，因為一年過後，猛然驚覺目標都還沒達到，儘管做了三百六十五天的苦工，細嚐箇中滋味，真正重要的項目仍然是空白，吃喝玩樂乾杯砸蛋糕鬧完，沒有幾分喜悅，倒平增不少空虛。

攤開過去的文稿，亦是一年來僅存的回憶，以文字封印的情緒，躍然紙上，即使事過境遷，某些字句仍令我觸目驚心，讀來不由心中一緊，

松煙說那是磨練，也是一種紀錄。
那麼歷經磨練的我，為何欠缺「有所得」的感覺？

或許直到此刻，才驚覺學習的重要。學習真的很重要啊！
──我學，故我在。

佇足不前的生活，即使怎樣用文字填滿，依然是可供揮灑的空白。
今天也是。

那夜，在車內，忽然激動莫名，久久才能平服。

也許，那早已遺忘的往事只是引子，真正宣洩的是累積已久的不滿吧！

小時候，總喜歡建立「秘密基地」，可以是一棵樹頭，一堵牆下，一段暗巷，甚至一間小店。從小學的後門，到國中的樓梯口，不難見到我的身影，斜倚那深綠色的牆，冷眼看著周圍川流不息的人群，直至上課鐘響，漫步走回教室，輕輕帶上門，將一片寧靜留在校園。

偶爾，會有熟悉的身影，無預警地坐在身旁，或是站在扶手邊，仰望著樓梯口，彼此談論些無意義卻又很有深意的話語：未來的計畫，將來的事業，還有我們日後身邊的紅顏知己。

闊別八年，重遊舊地。牆還在，樓梯也依然如故，人卻四散他方。
於是我們的秘密基地也變了，從實質的地點，轉為虛擬的空間；從側耳傾聽贅言，變成十指飛動，打出一篇篇近似自我對話的文字。

妳說：過去的就由它過去，傷痛，隨時間遺忘。
我以冷笑回覆，因為過去破碎的相遇，與流失的珍貴回憶相較，其實微不足道。

如果說要在這裡找一個秘密基地，我說：一定要是個非常特別的地方。

一杯不是酒，奉茶助談，夜旦文章，臧否人物。
兩張空椅子，等著兩個寂寞的人，互吐心事。
三件傷心事，一口氣乾盡僅有的茶，一次說出，待哭完笑過後，高揚著空杯，笑罵人間不平事。