now, it's complicated
students, colleagues,
and husband, wife
parents, friends
house, kids, lovers
kid's school, lover's gifts

 

and then parents need care
and then kids become teens
and then mid-age crisis
and then marriage crisis
and then woman's menopause
and then man's menopause
and then health problems
and then kids don't come to see  us
and then we start to take community classes
and then we talk about going back to China
and then we find not familiar with China
and then we decided to move to a place close to everything
such as Burlingame Ave
and then kids got married
and then we expect grand kids
but our kids don't want to have kids
maybe one of them is homo
and is considering adoption
and then we try to comfort them, make peace with ourself
and then we look back
and then we found this piece of oracle
and then we laugh about it
and then we decide to save this piece of oracle
and then we save it and then...
we realize we are just at the end of a chat, not our lives

and then I feel I am in  a tomb
and a flower there is
on the top of the green grasses
and then I feel I am in a womb
and then you feel my right hand, bones, and say...
move closer a little bit, it's cold here

and then I wake up
it's a dream that I had
I am still in a womb
under a hole

the flower is a hair
the tomb is a womb
the dirt is her skin
the grass is her breath
And I see light

through the tunnel I ask
'where am I?'
a hand, bones, replies
'you are my baby'
'you are in a tomb'
'and I am in a womb'

A 1965 Jean-Luc Godard's film.

 

It's about a place called Alphaville, that everything is logicallized, and controlled logically. The film is full of human fear of industry and hi-tech. Some buildings in the film are exactly like those office buildings in silicon valley.

 

It also reminds me of a sign along the highway 101: 'Can we engineer desire?' Seems we are on the way to Alphaville.