塑身（Who Am I?）
By 水影
09-3-5
开大耳边的音量，隔开外界的喧嚣，有时候，真的喜欢这种感觉：遗世独立。清静的，沉浸在一个唯独属于自己的纯粹空间，摘掉面具，洗掉修饰，剩下赤裸的灵魂和美。
Light. Lumination. Darkness rushes through the window, crowded around my body trying to break into my heart. Soul. Self. Loneliness dances on the stage of my heart and the ‘I’ find and uncover the hidden box of magic.
不知道算不算半个佛家弟子，喜欢供花式坐着，感受着内心好和坏的精灵跳动在左右的指尖。冥想。手触天，脚接地，心却空的无一物。风或者意识自由的流淌，轻轻触到心灵的黑洞，然后，轻松的跳下崖巅，跃进无端的黑暗。
Evil? Virtue? I don’t know. How I get here? Why I am here? Don’t know, either. Who cares?
All I know is that I am here, good or bad, now or never.
此刻，我的心胸是蓝色，蓝的旷远；兹时，我的灵力是紫色，紫的高贵；这会，我的意念是黑色，黑的恐怖；那瞬，我的激情是红色，红的挑逗。。。彩虹女神的丝质圣衣裹着光鲜的肉体，神圣而性感。
Who I am? Shrug my shoulder, shake my head.
Why am I captured in this body? Why do I want to escape from this form and what am I going to release? A beast? Or Another mankind?
Unwritten. Unaddressed.
Do I really need this kind of education?
No, definitely. Self-seeking is just like a shadow, staring at it for too long and the light behind you will hurt your eyes; but, instead, if you carry it on your back and just let it go, you can fully appreciate the warm sunlight shining on your face.
时间滑过，似乎是有意让它溜走。感受它蹭过身体每分的感觉，让它引领灵性走出身体。轻飘飘的灵荡在似有似无间，看着自己一手造就的一个人，享受着一份满足和骄傲。
然后，灵，安心的重回到身体，只留一个窗口——眼睛来探测外界。
该起身了，时空中走来，轻轻回首，微笑着看地上留下的一路雕琢掉的碎屑。。。
