My neighbor got off his cast today. I congratulated him, and told him, me too,
had a broken arm after my first month of Kung Fu. “It’s itchy and hairy”. I got a chuckle out of him (who would otherwise looked so mean).
A few minutes later, I walked past a man with only one arm. His left short-sleeve shirt flips in the wind. He must have just gone back from his morning walk.
I was warned! Keep it to yourself! There is misery and menace, determination and destruction in this world. Just as you thought you have seen it all.
Buon oi, Chao Mi. (Bonjour Tristesse).
The existential loneliness is just a base line. On top of that, we got heart-break, and war that left scars and perpetual prejudice (zero-sum game).
While Moore’s Law reflects on the doubling speed of chip processing capacity, we have human with broken limps and broken dreams, carry on with half-life capacity.
“Buon oi, yeu duong la the” (that’s what love is)
Yes, as human, we are witnessing convergence of bio-tech, information-tech and neuro-science (empathic civilization). But can we still feel? Our analog make-ups don’t evolve as fast. We obviously cling to stars from the past.
All cast.
Red Carpet at the Oscars still features Bo Derek (used to appear in 10) and Glenn Close (Big Chill).
Give me one more take.
All cast, all crew. Dream on.
All smoke and mirror. All Cloud. The jumpers (out of the Twin Towers).
Toward oblivion. Out of the ash, the phoenix shall rise.
Broken arm, but not broken dream.
All hairy and itchy, but healed and strengthened.
Stand up and fight on. One-arm man walks on by. Stirring up empathy in me.
Thang Nguyen 555 