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除我以外.谁也没有看到他淹死.——《平静生活》这个东西一直说要写.说要写关于年青花美男们的天才们的一个特辑.我偷懒.拖到现在面目全非的样子了。今天是2007年2月7日,我在电脑前,试图描述我混乱的假期生活。重新建构时间是一种妄想。特别是细节.作为时间的形态.它们早已消失。所谓事实.是当事人假定的.带有某种共谋性质。音乐就像潜台词.躲在文学和政治后面.出其不意。可我偏要找一个鲜为人知的出口。听他们的音乐.听他们潮湿的声音.听自己干净的年华花样飘荡.飘飘荡荡。
No one except me saw him drowned .-- “Calm Life” has been said to say something, to write about a genius of young and beautiful men, I am lazy, dragged to what is now beyond recognition It’s Today is February 7, 2007, I was in front of a computer trying to describe my chaotic holiday life. Reconstruction of time is a paranoia. In particular, as the form of time, they have long disappeared. The so-called fact is assumed by the parties with some kind of complicity. Music is like a subtext, hiding behind literature and politics. But I am partial to find a little-known exit. Listen to their music. Listen to their damp voice. Listen to their clean and lovely pattern floating.