终于有电子纸被用在传统的纸质材质上了，

不过出人意料的竟然是《Esquire》，我还想着应该是《Wired》、《Science》、《Nature》之类的才对，也可能《Esquire》的发行量较前些会大一些吧|||

虽然是在封面上的一小块，但这绝对是出版界的一大杯羹（又开始评论了~~）。上面那个网址里的Youtube视频上讲电池可以维持6个月，要是以后可以变成太阳能的多好，那种有机聚合物的质地触摸起来不一定就比纸质的差，没准以后还会有人因工程（ergonomics）师们专门研究不同新材料质地对人的选择取向的影响来把这种电子出版物（甚至衣物）做到更好！

  The unoccasioned origin of life, the month-long nurishments from creamy cookies, if there is something else that could count as a direct reason for writing a new piece, that would be the onerousness of staying-alone.
  Of the many things I wanted to confess, the severest is that I'm not a proper rule-follower. Once in this summer vacation I caught on a Japanese TV sitcom called <Dragon Zakura>. A group of grade-E students are instructed under a specially organized team of teachers to secure their admittance in Tokyo University. A conclusive speech by the team of teachers after one of the mock-exams contains these strikingly illuminating lines,
  "Rule-followers are the type of person TU wanted...and it is that kind of people who is, in most cases, simultaneously creative and ingenious."
  It is quite the truth. To surpass rules, you must make them true to you first(adapted from the sayings of Batman Begins--to overcome fear, you must become fear itself). This maybe hard to follow since most of the rules are not explicitly phrased and seems opaque in our inherent knowledge.
  前两天在电视上看到的某个答题节目，“天篷元帅和猪八戒是不是同一个人，请聪明的小朋友发送答案到...”，看了以后十分无奈。首先天篷元帅和猪八戒大概都不能算作普通意义上的人~而且即使普遍来说它们可以算人，判断两者是不是同一个人的标准(rules)又是什么？单从外表来看，两者肯定是大相径庭，那么可以说它们不是同一个人；若从意识角度来判断，他们大概可以算作同一个人，因为至少它们都享有一段在天庭的经历，这段经历是相同的。但是，跳出这愈辩愈繁的圈子(stop pretending that I'm paranoid or schizophrenic)，从“聪明的小朋友”的观点来看，它们肯定是同一个人。
  This is a rather simple case to show that I'm not a proper rule-follower, and one which, fortunately, the right answer is accessible to me. However, things are far less tangible when dealing with more advanced challenges like a certain exam in the college years or questions to be orally answered. I would stuck in some of the self-imagined detours and get heavily astray, even though the answers are completely within my grasp.
  Besides, distraction is my next harshest enemy in concentration, like when reading. Even though it truly brought me epiphanies from a novel combination in my repertoire of knowledge, for whatever kind it may be, it breaks the line of reasoning from the rulemakers, who, in this case, is the author of the book. What's worse, it could happen at any time, even in exams. This does affect my responses to the questions and I would, therefore, more often than not, skate over the main issue that are required to address and hunt down the things just conceived like crazy(like arcing in the brain). Similar things can happen whether in situation critical or daily routines, like once-in-a-lifetime exams, cycling, etc. I easily got stuck by an attractor, in the theory of chaos.

  So I decide to venture into Dumbfoundland, where I expect to come upon sth that truly suits me, or more specifically, my LOGIC.

    It's to be envied to be alone, sometimes. 

    Now that more than 6 billion are born with the identity of man, among which few are acquainted with yourself, so it's fairly convenient to get lost, intentionally. You can cower at the corner of a bookshelf in the library, enjoying an easy read  alongside a stranger A; You may deviate the main road or make a detour around the populated destination to be kept unseen; Or if you be daring, patronize a relatively high-standard eat-out or drink-out at some place your peers wouldn't normally go. But the ultimate approach is, just as I did, to go to a place far far away.

    Here I came, into the deep south, to reconstruct my social atmosphere: a new batch of friends, sharing a sphere of interest just as the old ones did; a line of shops, selling things with no marked contrast to the old ones; a series of activities, more or less the same as the old ones except nuances in financial flexibility; loads of enchanting books, bearing the truth that is simultaneously accredited around the world.

    Before long, as the wavefront the dewdrop occasioned reaches the others, I will not be alone any more.

    So it's to be envied to be alone, sometimes.

Dear Mr. Eco,

I’ve finally made up my mind writing to you after nearly a year of struggle against my busy study and the enrichment of my own thoughts.

When I’m a high school senior two years ago, I began to notice, with exhilaration and ecstasy, something curious about the things and conceptions floating around me and mingling in the conversation we took part in. That is, a profound similarity between the conceptions we are familiar with in our lives. It is not just similes, metaphors, analogies we are fed on to strengthen our understanding or simply for a joke, or bigger coated truth like that in the Truman Show as a witty deception. It is, in addition, the archetypes that came far from our subliminal realms, and which have generally been distorted and exaggerated by the inadequate interpretation and reiteration of languages and rituals. The time has come for us to organize the facts in different orders of similarity, by which I mean the degree of similarity, and grasp what they commonly possess as archetypes.

 

I would like to set an example for this:

Things related to “Repulsion” (an assumed archetype) include

Xenophobia,

The repulsion of the same electric charges,

Allergy,

Excommunication,

Vomit,

Trepidation,

Hatred,

Hermeticism/Anti-social,

Insulation,

Blindness/Deafness,

Waterproof,

Anorexia,

Pain,

 

Further, we classify these conception hierarchically and yields the following chart.

 

As you can see this chart is far yet complete, much more detailed subgenres are to be listed and linked to form the genealogy of variegated conceptions or the diverged aspects from a single archetype.

Thus a question may rise from the acceptance of shared archetypal images among groups of conceptions spanning the whole range of human knowledge, that is, whether those archetypes can be invented or can only be reinvented or rediscovered. Will the saying “Nothing comes from nothing” be proved or denounced? I found, later, in Popper’s <<Conjectures and Refutations>> that Plato had already assumed the recollection progress of human knowledge development, which is evidently in support of the saying, though a bit different from mine.

I wish you may lead a team of experts from different areas of human knowledge and set up an international project if you perceive something precious in my opinion. The aim of it should be to scrutinize the archetypes of knowledge and exhaust its established derivatives in all regions of human knowledge.

Waiting for good news and wish you sound and happy.

 

 

                                                                                                                        Your utmost sincerity

                                                                                                                                   Xian Rui

                                                                                                                               07.3.18 China

A:是该反省一下了
B:明天再说
C:Hmmmmmm....(the tune of Humoresque from Dvorak)
D:你说什么？
E:这种思想是怎么产生的？
F:我可以用宏观的思维测度光子的世界么？
G:差不多也该睡了八
....

The quietus of the night ennobles my very existence,
for whose purpose would I be mutated towards,
and for whose incentive should I be dragged on
I wanted to pirouette,
in silhouette
down to oubliette
Nothing came,
nothing left,
from the joy,
I'm bereft

07年是个decisive year，大学是成功还是虚度全在这里揭晓，不是为了考研，也不是为了国家。
It's time to set aside altruism and put on selfishness. History will tell.

 

(本文系元旦凌晨所写，但至今才得以张贴，都是宿舍网络问题呀)

挑战杯进行中...全校沸腾了...

'Tis the last mosquito of summer

  Left sucking alone;

All its bloodthirsty companions

  Are hidden and gone;

No bug of its kindred,

  No brethren is nigh,

To appreciate its buzzes,

  To share budget for blood.

早春的阴柔,仲夏的溽闷,金秋的萧飒,孟冬的酥爽...

不过现在是初秋,一个混乱不堪的世界里混乱不堪的时节. 天气不时还闷热,蚊虫猖獗,但阴冷时却也落叶纷纷...

这则日志是向大家汇报我现在的惨状: 晚上睡觉不怎么凉快却要用床单严严地捂住头,只露出鼻孔以下;夜里还会被蚊子的嗡声吵醒(智商低的家伙就是话多...),或被痒醒(啊...!!). 今天数了一下,右脚15个包,左脚12个包(脚上的包都较小),左臂8个包,右臂9个包,左右腿上还有近10个包(But I'm still alive...alive for my favorite autumn). 虽然伤痕累累,但我却得出蚊子是左右不分的.

 

望各位保重.

 

    我失踪了快一周的超级棒的笔记本终于找到了,藏匿地址是潜意识被我连日的魂不守舍打动而交出的...当时我正在图书馆看书,突然麦克斯韦妖带着一条信息拨开云雾从潜意识里蹦出...Gotcha!

   

    Mind is barely understood to our consciousness as what the universe is reflected in it, you don't know what will pop up from the clouded interior as you are unable topredict the outburst of a supernova.

 

    每次我丢重要的东西都要把前几天的日程尽量完整的梳理一下,衡量一下找回它的可行性和可操作性.这个办法虽然简单易行,且感觉很奇妙(这种方法很可能是我套用高中的心理选修课上的解题技巧来的),但这学期开学后却一直不管用,先是第一次去澡堂洗澡就把洗头水和浴液落在里头了,而且多天后才发现...(这种事情连"我"自己都觉得不可思议)...之后就是笔记本...然后是新买的水桶形修正带...

    现在我已经开始给丢失下定义:失踪10分钟内能被找回的东西不算丢失(每天早晨起来我的耳塞都不知被挤到哪个角落了...),这样大概显得打击轻一些...

   

NASA对这则新闻用的是如下开头：

“If you woke up Thursday morning and sensed something was different about the world around you, you're absolutely right. Pluto is no longer a planet.”

事实上，冥王星并没被彻底驳斥，反而幸运的成为了一种新星体“dwarf planet”的首位成员，这是值得庆幸的，因为它导致了我们对绕恒星运动的物体认识水平的又一次深化。这种新星体（暂译矮行星）的另两个成员是谷神星（Ceres）和2003 UB313（nicknamed Xena）。IAU（International Astronomical Union）还提出了行星的判别方法：

“...to be called a planet, an object must have three traits. It must orbit the sun, be massive enough that its own gravity pulls it into a nearly round shape, and be dominant enough to clear away objects in its neighborhood.”

现在该不会有人把绕着主人转圈子的狗或地球周围的太空垃圾叫做行星了吧…

这时突然想到Diablo II Lord of Destruction 第五幕里那位慈爱的老婆婆Malah说的：

“Fly they might, but that certainly does not make them angels.”

(他当时评论的是巴尔的部下们…)

言归正传，如果哈雷彗星在1930年回归，那么他这次06回归和Pluto打招呼时就得换个称呼了（好像年份还多点），那么再下一次又会怎样呢…

 

Stare not with eyes of veneration,

But with eyes of reason,

For what they caught sight of,

Get classified also…

昨天被逼看了部国产片《龙虎门》，只觉得现在国内正统娱乐产业变得更糟，也可能是因为自己西化得太严重了（近N年看的中文书几乎全是翻译来的，大概跟自己是学理的有关），适应不了国内这些迷失方向的作品。

总之，电影在Rain（我竟然知道他是谁）与Christina Aguilera合拍的百事广告后开始了…

    一开头就很突兀：在模仿蜘蛛侠的漫画稿式开头后（其间介绍了故事中一堆儿化的人名----王降龙、王伏虎、王小龙、王小虎），是一幕古式剧情与当下现实诡谲结合的场景，两个似乎认识的陌生人（谢听风和董洁）互相认识了（又多了个马小灵…）；火云邪神（熟悉的名字，他住在一个重工业基地的地下室/堡垒里）给马坤下了一道秘令。在一些较花哨的打斗场景后，投靠马坤的王小龙（甄子丹）也出现了。由于马坤有意退出江湖，遭到追杀，被一个双手持两把钝剑的人两剑横穿腹腔杀害，仇怨结下。其中还有李小冉饰的一个很宁（四声）女子的一些事，这里不便多说。在火云邪神阴招害死龙虎门的王降龙后大规模的复仇开始，很自然没有成功，之后经过一段时间的恢复修炼又成功了，龙虎门挽回了门面…

   

值得分析的情节：

1．  影片中有好几款Nokia手机（新款的）不短的镜头…

2．  三位男主角（包括余文乐饰的石黑龙）光顾者练武没时间理发，以至于说话时快分不清看到的是脸还是后脑勺…

3．  这次传授绝世武功的人被我看像文联的老头（其实是漫画作者的客串），它出现时还用了个轮回的说教（让董洁捡佛珠），很像哈3中的驱散摄魂怪的情节。

4．  火云邪神太尽打了…他的绝招“黑级浮屠”像是开启了身上穿的加热毯…

5．  最后几乎是王小龙一人消灭的火云邪神，王小虎和石黑龙在奇侠那里学的“电光独龙钻”和“金钟罩”竟不会配合使用，枉费了。

6．  王小龙在与火云邪神决战的最后关头体验了濒死的感觉（瞬间的永恒…），并及时扭转了局面。

7．  一个那般强大的火云邪神被三人小团体消灭了，体现了全才的消亡与偏才的兴旺和集群生活的必要性…

今天在王府井外文书店有惊人的收获：

Bantam classics系列的

《The Origin of Species》(Charles Darwin),

《Of Human Bondage》(W. Somerset Maugham)

（我们曾学过Maugham的短篇《A Friend in Need》）;

 

《The Rule of Four》(Ian Caldwell & Dustin Thomason)

（两位作者是从小的知己，之后前者去了Princeton后者去了Harvard…）;

最后是超重量级的《Holy Blood, Holy Grail》(Michael Baigent, Richard Leigh, Henry Lincoln)

（三位志趣相投的人的心血之作，曾在80年代引起了一场对罗马教廷的质疑与谴责…）

 

Strange thing, time. It weighs most on those who have it least. Nothing is lighter than being young with the world on your shoulders; it gives you a feeling of possibility so seductive, you know there must be something more important you could be doing than studying for exams.

以上选自《The Rule of Four》的第一章开头…（第二三句似乎有逻辑错误）希望大家为自己的梦想继续努力，努力，努力到生命的终结...

见到一餐馆叫“一家人大酒店”，我理所当然地就把“人大”断出来了...

在码头眺望风景，我有感而发：生命真的有如此强大的力量使我们能在海天地的夹缝中生存...

来到五四广场，望着那个红色的巨像“五月的风”，我感叹道：五月的风，六月的雨，七月流火，九月授衣...

今天在某某期的<<Science>>上看到了一则广告,上面有个小孩,说着...

 

      结束了三天的志愿者工作，我了解了太多太多（不该知道的）...碰过机密的文件，见过神秘的嘉宾，领略过奢华的馆驿，也结识了很多亚当和夏娃...我能透露的只是：珍惜高考的（一次）成功，因为你已是chosen one.

      THE WORLD HAS BEQUEATHED YOU A MISSION, AND YOU MUST SRTIKE ON!!

      昨天在Reader's Digest版的<<How to Build Your Word Power>>上看到了它引用一个世纪前的语法书上的一句搞笑的话----

         "Never use a preposition to end a sentence with."

 

      今天公教楼要凭校园卡入内,这一平常事的事让我联想到了经典热力学里著名的Maxwell's Demon(麦克斯韦妖).没想到生活中还有这么多具体例子,凭票入内,物以类聚等等都明确体现出了随机(平等)性的丧失和目的(不平等)性的产生.再说这几天变成欧洲杯的世界杯,如果从物理角度审视也都是平等性丧失的问题(因而忿忿的球迷朋友们请不要太过激动...).世界从不可区分的量子过渡到宏观的明确方向是很深刻的问题,还要继续探讨...在我们找到答案前,我们只得承认:There's demon everywhere.

      最近突然发现学校有一食堂卖饺子的女炊事员长得极像初中第三任物理老师(我的物理启蒙老师),而且她卖的茴香馅儿饺子正是我初中很经常吃的那种...当我嚼着它们时,脑中立刻浮现初中经常玩的西游记(超好玩的键盘版)...

      我在记忆的旋涡中翻滚,歆享着时空诡谲的相似...Yeah!