再来铁鸟

小时候喜欢折纸飞机

教室上空总是会有很多纸飞机

颜色、大小各异

很是好玩

上大学时

第一次坐上真真的飞机 - 铁鸟

离开了拉萨

几十年过去了

西藏地上有了穿梭的铁龙

西藏上空也多了很多的铁鸟

野牦牛不得不给铁龙让道了

燕子不得不躲着铁鸟了

而今天又看到新闻说

日喀则要建西藏第五个民用机场

和平机场

乱世里的“细底”机场

真不明白西藏遍地的“鲁”

怎么就可以和这些异物

铁龙、铁鸟、铁鱼...

如此和谐并存

Self-Reflection

离开，是为了更好的回来

不用上班了，可以睡到自然醒

从新调整生物钟、调整思绪

时间空间，让自己活得更明白点

失业了，自愿下岗了

Once again, I am unemployed. With my last job I have learned that what I am interested most, and what I have to do.  Living in ordered city, Lhasa, without some kind of self-reflection our life is just perfect as it was given. But to take a break for self-refection and self-definition...

well, everyone paranoid everywhere, but in long-run how in such environment a productive and meaningful life could have survived...guesss we all need a space....

No Time Like The Present

Surfing around...news, gossips, music, movies, photos...
the world has gone mad!

after years a yak finally got his passport
immediately started his world travel
beach - too hot
mountain - too much
New york - too loud
London - too busy
Tokyo - too crowd
Paris - too crazy
...
shortly landed in Madrid
where his cousin bull lives
hug, kiss, music, dance, wine...
but then
shortly ended his life in a bullring
...
相请不如偶遇，不知道贾宏宇是在什么情境下创作的。前几天，突然想起此作品，感觉很适合红色三月，所以再次拿出来晒晒。

一 头牦牛不知出于什么原因，错误地走进斗牛场。杀红了眼的斗牛士们不由分说，乱剑砍死了这头牦牛。这个简短的故事像是一个多重指涉的寓言：即是所有现代化 进程中的民族国家的寓言，也是旅行者对于前程和命运的焦虑，更是人们对于陌生之物的普遍态度的一种症状。胜利者和受伤害者的形象并不完全等同于强者和弱 者，也许胜利和死亡本身，都是建立在恐惧、误解之上，都是命运的游戏。

信仰爱情

留下来，或者我跟你走
请原谅我的爱，诉说的太缓慢

我不相信刻骨铭心的爱情
但蓝色的海、白色的沙、发黄的信纸
放弃与坚持、失败与努力
梦想、等待... 60年的等待
还有摇滚乐、原住民、老人与小孩

我被感动了
没有理由不感动
I believe in Love

海还是海，山还是山
情依依 爱绵绵
山盟海誓，却不抵“留下来，或者我跟你走”

喜欢在山间行走，巨享受在山路间，上气不接下去的感觉。但也很喜欢大海，特别是晚上的海。记得在缅甸Chaungtha beach, 一个人在海边看海看到半夜。在柬埔寨，又是一个人骑车看海看到，前面没有路没有人...... 也记得曾经因为我突然一句，我很喜欢“加措”，让友人惊诧不已...

如果海会说话，如果风爱上砂
如果有些想念遗忘在漫长的长假

音乐的故事。每首都好听，电影原声更是。特别是 Don't wanna 宣泄的情感，其实不就是我们自己的生活....
so many times I've tried
put in my heart and soul
never good enough for you
I'm sick of all your lies
it's time to realize
I'm better off without you

don't wanna be a fool and a slave
to satisfy your needs
not gonna waste my time and my life
to settle in your dreams

you said it's over
it's never over
it's time for something new
I tried so hard
to get this over
to follow something new

随想

好几年没在家过Losar了。小时候，都说不是 Losar 是 Laysar。虽然物质不丰富，但还得提前准备一两个月。大人忙得不亦乐乎，小孩盼星星盼月亮，等29热乎乎的帕突和热闹的驱鬼仪式，更是想早点穿上新年的新装，并虔诚地在祖拉康佛前祷告。总之所有人在享受过程，乐在其中。Losar是过程，是全家人在一起准备的过程，是大街上小巷里每日穿梭的博日，是15酥油灯照亮的圣城....Losar 是没有终点的一个一个过程....

而现如今，物质富裕了Losar 不再需要提前准备一两个月了。小孩期待是汉堡包，是薯条，满柜子是平时穿的新衣服。祖拉康也不是什么人都想去，可以去的地了，15的夜只能看看月亮了。Losar变了，变成那一个点 - 初一。一个没有过程的节日。

无题

这些日子，努力让自己更生活点，更拉萨点。busy, busy 忙办公室永远没有进展的事；忙和老同学叙旧；忙看拉萨的72变；忙的唏哩哗啦，忙的麻木....busy doing nothing...

终于，可以休假了。只是再没有背包，没有书，没有音乐，更没有陌生的路人了。再不能出不去了。选择另一种生活。

不一样的日子，不一样的心情。还是有书、有音乐....慢慢看 慢慢听...享受蓝天下的黑白世界....

My 2008

Year Started - traveling around Yunnan, Laos and Cambodia
Freedom, BeMyself, Heat, Live, Learning, People, Different, Similarity, Sharing, Searching

Spring - March 14
Desperate, Hope, Death, Cry, Voiceless, Inspired, Fear, Lie, Insomnia, Depress, Courage, Believe, Pessimistic

Summer - China (5.12 Earthquake, Olympic Games)
Death, Anger, Pain, Interdependent, Uncertainty, Nationalistic, Discrimination, Conflict, Politics, Insomnia, Show, Believe

Fall - so called Normal Life
Work, Fear, Reeducation, Unproductive, Depress, Alive

Winter - writing, meeting, thinking
Hope, Disappointment, Depress, Alive, Love, Lost, Pessimistic

March dot Fourteen, that day completely changed my life and all Tibetan's life. 2008 was an extremely bad and hard year, everybody is expecting a new year. Hope things will get better; however, looking at days in Lhasa, and people in China and war in the World. I don't know what's the worst that could happens in 2009, or a miracle could happen...just wish Peace, Love & Freedom for people all over the world.

周末拉萨

拉萨是纯粹的“愚乐”城市。她“愚”乐了西藏各党政机关；“愚”乐国内国际的政客，而博日也在比谁比谁更“愚”蠢，看上去更快“乐”些。就这样，美丽的“愚”乐拉萨城里居住的人，也就慢慢患上了不同程度的恐惧症、焦虑症、疑病症、狂想症、强迫症、自闭症、抑郁症、孤独症、神经衰弱症、性虐待症...

周末我这个患有心里疾病综合症的人，独自享受着音乐、书的时候，收到了朋友的短信说：

夜幕降临后，我们社会是这样的：
有喝的、有碰的、三拳两胜玩命的；
有喊的、有唱的、抓着话筒不放的；
有胡的、有杠的、每圈都有进账的；
搓脚的、搓背的、按摩按到裸睡的；
想念的、爱慕的、电话两天倾诉的；
谈情的、说爱的、地上搂着乱踹的；
眉来的、眼去的、惹得老公生气的；
沾花的、惹草的、害的老婆乱找的；
表演的、猛练的、跳楼招来观看的；
狂欢的、作案的、满街都是乱窜的；
卖淫的、嫖娼的、漏室独自玩抢的；
窍门的、盗墓的、做梦都想致富的；
开房的、上床的、干到高潮叫娘的；
手模的、舌舔的、干出小孩不管的；
补肾的、吃鞭的、一干通宵累瘫的；
同志你的干哪样？周末快乐！

黑夜里的音乐和Sandy Tolan 的The Lemon Tree，我怎么就是一个局外人了。也许正因为如此，我才会这么痛.....

War Is Over

at the end of each year, the overwhelming greeting messages with vary forms...
music is always a big part of it and I enjoy most
Happy Xmas by John Lennon, is always, but is not just a song

I wish, in the years to come...
No War
No Killing
No Fear
No Hunger
No... but people live free of ....

So this is Christmas
and what have you done
another year over
a new one just begun

and so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
the near and the dear ones
the old and the young
a very Merry Christmas
and a Happy New Year
let's hope it's a good one
without any fear

and so this is Christmas (war is over...)
for weak and for strong (...if you want it)
the rich and the poor ones
the road is so long

and so happy Christmas
for black and for white
for the yellow and red ones
let's stop all the fight

a very Merry Christmas
and a Happy New Year
lets hope it's a good one
without any fear

so this is Christmas
and what have you done
war is over - if you want it

爱

这组一只鸟与另一只鸟之间催人泪下的故事，不知感动了多少个人。过了这么久，再看依旧感动如初......

星期六的下午，港南的天气阴霾，很多的家燕，成群停留在马路上觅食戏耍，看着来往的大货车 ，突然，一辆呼啸而过的大货车开过，地上只看到一团黑影留着，不幸又发生了……


鸟儿的感情也是相当丰富的。尽管这只家燕已经在地上不会动了，但是，另一只仿佛是她的家人，马上飞到她的身旁，不忍相信这个实事……


一辆汽车开过来了，飞快的车速，将风卷起，地上的鸟儿也随着翻了身。看到地上的鸟儿改变了姿势，情人仿佛受到鼓励一般，赶快的又飞下来到她的身旁……　


他在她的身旁守候，大声的呼喊着“为何还不起来呢？”


无奈何，另一方已经永远听不到了……此时，鸟儿竟尝试着要将地上的鸟儿抓起……


当然是无法承受这样沉重的负担……用力的振翅，一次又一次……


无奈，纵然地上的鸟儿想回应，却也永远没办法了……又一辆汽车经过，鸟儿赶忙飞起，等到汽车一过，却又马上下来……

尽管别的鸟儿告诉他这是没有用的，但是，依然不死心的希望看到他再度飞起……另一辆汽车经过，鸟儿的身子又被汽车快速的风吹动……再度受到鼓舞的鸟儿，坚持不同的尝试……

尽了全身的力量，却无法得到任何的回应……

据摄影者讲，他自己已经拍摄不下去了……，怕那只不愿离去的鸟儿再受到意外，便将那只已逝去的鸟儿挪在路边，那只鸟儿在附近的树枝上久久哀鸣不愿离去……

Tibet in quakes

Pull by Tsering Nyandak
Tibet, my country
Lhasa, my home
Tibetans, my fellows
Gone through great many difficulties
So, why we cannot this time
With earthquake hits Snowland
Let's hold hands together again
Wish Safe and Peace all over the World

Fly as Lungda

Lungda是五彩的
但就是喜欢这张黑白照
人与物
灵与魂
精神与物质
存在与消失
放弃与渴望
跳跃与静止
一切尽在其中

C'est La Vie

Interesting!!! It has been quite some time that I never have looked my blog, so won't even thought of write something on it. But yesterday, a friend told me she was trying to catch me up with my notes, but it was inaccessible. I have no clue why my blog is locked away. Is there something wrong with sharing my travel, my thoughts with my friends? I feel it is absolutely no reason. But, I am not going to bother fighting for it. It is right to stay away from any confrontation with internet.

Plan...

I have to, and also I used to make plans for my work, studies and life..., I believe in that the ultimate result of one’s actions are depending on how individual is picturing their own life. But after all, even with my experienced plans I have no a clue where is my own life. So, now I am completely convinced that the only predictable thing about life is its unpredictability.

Self Reflection

I, always consider the Honest is the fundamental principle for me for everything, and I even require my friends. So, I believe regular self reflection is a key to be happy, enjoy life and greater success. However, recently there is absence of honest cross countries, cultures and people. Seems no one care about self reflection and be honest! I don’t know those days, what one could see on the other side of the mirror each morning.

Make a Choice

Always, it is not easy to make a choice especially one dares a good choice. So now again, I am in the position to make a choice, hard one! Should continue this job or just change? I want to make a choice to make right to myself and my mom. But, nothing is simple when it comes to career .vs. family and self-satisfaction .vs. social contribution. I remember, Acha one time told me that I should think more the small family than the big family, because that’s what everyone does in Tibet and that’s ones fundamental role as human beings. I know she make sense but I cannot just blindly follow these social norms. So what I should to do? In deed, I believe there is no so called "Good Choice" or "Bad Choice", but just how you perceive!

space...

Love flow chart 爱情流程图

Flow chart, traditional method of representing in schematic form the flow of data in a system. it shows the points of input and output, the logic or sequence of the various processing steps in the system, and the relationship of one element of the system to the other parts of the system or to other information systems. It is an important tool for the improvement of processes. But, today a friend sent me "a love flow chart". I found the sequence are pretty systematic, however as saying goes "当局者迷，旁观者清" those closely involoved cannot see as clear as those outside. Therefore, insiders may aware the next step, but just out of their control.

流亡岁月

我越来越痛恨这个制度了。明明是一家人，却天个一方。即便是到了最后时刻，也没有亲人的陪伴。就在几个小时前，舅一个人在异乡，结束了他一生艰辛而又漫长的流亡岁月。失去的感觉是痛彻心扉。回想他仅有的几次西藏之行，回想他和蔼可亲与他平易近人的笑容，特别是他对西藏的那份热爱，好希望他可以在西藏这块黑土地上离开我们。而如今he left never to return..

记得有一次他来拉萨，等到要回去时除了他自己的换洗衣服，行李就只有一个大圆石头和一驼土包，搞的机场安检人员用很诧异的眼神看着他，并问：“这个带回去干吗？” ... “我大老远跑来就是为了要看西藏的山、西藏的土，现在带回去就不用天天念着要回来”。后来听说，有很多流亡多年而又从没回过西藏的同胞，也专程到舅舅家来看他带回来的西藏的石头和土。一部呆板的历史，因流亡者而生动。一个平凡的人，因流亡而拥有不平凡的世界。

其实从去年开始，他就在计划今年的拉萨之行，想着在夏天结束之前我们又可以见面，一直期待着。没想亲人就这么永远的离开了，无法面对，感觉很不真实。如果可以好想陪您，好想去看您…

what is important?

Life is uncertain, Death is certain
and, death is happenning every day, every second
people look it as a normal things
however, I cannot take a freind's death as normal

Vicky, a strong and very sweet friend of us
left forever
but, also left a lesson for us
the most essential thing in your life
family love, friendship, caring, giving, appreciation
...…
In deed, I regret to
didn't sent a email
didn't made a call
didn't
.....
now, life is gone never to return
so, we should be more active, more optimism and
the most importantly
having appreciation with a good spirit rather than material goods
the value of life lies not in the length of days
but in the use we make of them