Sometimes life is
in color; sometimes it is in black and white
This is a simple comparison between one's moods and the understanding
of the basic visual elements in a work of art.
When we have to face something,
which ...in fact, we choose ourselves. But what if the thing we
choose is a dark grey?
Then we will console ourselves by thinking that when there is hot,
there must be cold; after it has been dry, the rain will come.
(sings) The scent floats on the wind (hums), its fragrance like
a tree in God Indra' s heaven (sings).
Your scent must flutter in the breeze, sprinkle down over here.
Your scent caresses and upsets our delight. Your scent inspires
devotion to the soul of dreams. Awareness comes instantly. This
scent is attached to heavenly inspiration (your scent blows gently,
snuggles up to us).
We play, we sleep, and then we
play, and then we sleep, we play, we go about our affairs.
At one time, we start to wonder
about our daily lives.
We drive our car in an attempt to escape our daily lives. We descend
from the cold, high
mountains, towards the warm sea. Traveling one thousand kilometers
to look back on it from a distance.
It s a journey of two lives. It s a long journey; it tires us out.
We don t look at anything once we
have reached our accommodation, but begin by sleeping once more.
The driver really sleeps.
As for the one who slept through the entire journey, she gathers
some things for the future.
Or, maybe we cannot find the unusual
by changing locations.
Because of the monotonous repetition within ourselves. It is in
our way of thinking; it permeates the familiarity of our moods.
We try to find good-natured new
friends in a new place. We hope that something will change.
But we are side by side most of the time. Some activities have disappeared.
Such as, when one of us shits, the other one must not clean up the
But besides that, we still conduct our various activities in the
At the seaside, we sleep and we
The woman dreams of naked bodies. Parts that are defective in herself;
parts that she lacks.
She dreams long enough to compensate for what she lacks in real