二〇二四 十月
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然而,然而……否定时间的持续性,否定“我”,否定天体宇宙,都是表面的绝望和秘密的安慰。
我们的归宿(不同于斯威登堡的地狱和西藏神话的地狱)不因为非现实而可怕,却由于不可逆转并坚硬如铁而恐怖。
时间是我的构成实体:时间是一条令我沉迷的河流,但我就是河流;
时间是一只使我粉身碎骨的虎,但我就是虎;
时间是一团吞噬我的烈火,但我就是烈火。
世界,很不幸,是真实的;我,很不幸,是博尔赫斯。
Oct 2024
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And yet, and yet . . . To deny temporal succession, to deny the self, to deny the astronomical universe, appear to be acts of desperation and are secret consolations.
Our destiny (unlike the hell of Sweden borg and the hell of Tibetan mythology) is not terrifying because it is unreal;
it is terrifying because it is irreversible and iron-bound.
Time is the substance of which I am made.
Time is a river that sweeps me along, but I am the river;
it is a tiger that mangles me, but I am the tiger;
it is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.
The world, unfortunately, is real; I, unfortunately, am Borges.