T.W.T. Tsai (木桐無語)

Thoughts 💭: One day a year, there's a mystery surrounds my neighborhood... 🙄 —- One day a year, there's a mystery surrounds my neighborhood... 🙄 Our city of Saratoga, has no street lights whatsoever, only limited in major sections; for one, we're very ‘Green’ ♻️🔋⁉️since the beginning, or too lazy to install them, or city doesn't want to pay the electricity bills... 👍😬 but it's all part of the privacy security... I think... you know, strangers do get lost within the city... even with GPS. 🕳🕳🕳😇 So, newer homeowners coming into the neighborhood, would often complain about the darkness in the neighborhood, and how "unsafe" that is...👾😱😱😱 usually they'd install tons of yard lights at the front, or if the house is been rebuilt anew, they will keep it as bright as possible, to, "feel safe"... as the beacon of the street.. 🏡💡💡💡☀️😏😎 One consequence of being too bright is: burglary and break-ins.. like twice a year or something, to...

Each life, has its own vibes, regardless of its length, as long as the duration of it truly touch the world surrounding it. We may feel sadden, for those leaves early, yet cherish those who stays longer, but lifespan itself is meaningless if no one honor it to the heart. If you honor someone, talk to them, hug them, solving problems together with them, be stupid or silly together with them, just, don’t leave them alone in sadness or depression... It’s not wise, to honor someone when they were gone.... or, after they done something unthinkable. There’s no rests in life, tick-tuck, tick-tuck, every seconds is a good time to hug someone you cared about. In Memory of all the sadness around the world, past, current, and future. Love, Always.. 🤗 === Life, isn’t always fair, its UPs & DOWNs, are part of the challenges, to shape the life into its finest, as long as one can learn from it and use it to aid others. Compassion, is a lifelong learning curves. Be mindful, during tragedies of...

‪ 風雲雨露。‬ ‪#今年中秋無月餅 ‬ ============================= 風雲雨露。 一個蛋餅的生活。🥞 一個蛋餅，是依靠一顆破雞蛋的捨身而成的；一顆破雞蛋，或許掩沒了一隻小雞的誕生，也妨礙了雞農的平衡，究竟是一顆雞蛋值錢呢？還是一隻雞？公雞不如母雞，全雞不如雞腿，雞腿，還要放生養的才值錢。。 末了，敲破一顆雞蛋製成的蛋餅，真的，還是莫名其妙的跟麵粉混雜在一起，就像那順利成長兩三個月的全雞，脫離不了和麵粉下油鍋，成為一個有身份象徵的肯德基，或是不三不四的炸雞排雞塊，稍微像樣的醉雞窯，手撕雞，等，是可以脫離麵粉的污染，保持類似自然但又混雜奇門八味的調味料。。 只為了可以堂堂正正上堂桌。一份蛋餅，最高貴的擺設，也只是在塑膠容器邊徘徊，塑膠袋或塑膠盤，捲捲的，醜醜的，被切了四刀八塊，另外再灌上了黑漆漆的醬油或紅通通的辣椒醬，生命如此的不公，破蛋而成蛋餅，剝削了幻化成美美的全雞夢想，哪怕，只有兩三個月的時間，也是一種尊嚴。。 一個蛋餅的生命，破碎在那破蛋殼與麵粉中。。 一旁破碎的蛋殼，毫不猶豫的掃入了垃圾輪迴，化作污染填入土。。 蛋生雞？雞生蛋？誰知破碎雞蛋幾回事？誰望雞殼空嘆夢？誰說蛋餅沒往事？誰言蛋黃搞蛋白？此雞不是我，此黃非我願。輕輕的，敲破了蛋殼，流放至煎鍋，三兩青蔥兩把鹽，等個兩分蓋麵餅，雙煎兩三面，起鍋橫幾刀，一盤蛋餅送鬼慾，囫圇棗下肚，了卻蛋餅生。前後八分鐘。 🥞 輕幽幽，一個蛋餅是雜家，五湖四海遍天涯，生雞果腹誰知曉，可憐家破骨肉離，炎烤是屬常，靚茫茫。 -TonyT 9/27/17 ===== 風雲雨露。 江水寒嘆平。 秋風微微的吹敘，北國風情忽冷又忽熱，是誰，關了窗戶又開門？迎了秋葉又挽夏陽？混亂的季節，幽思的年代，不平的世事。多少忙碌的人群，盼望著，一晚寧靜的安穩，無憂的睡眠。江面上，吹皺的水紋，豈能掏盡江面下的萬種動靜？一丈江沿百萬生源，一呎紅塵千萬眾生，誰能述盡，誰能肅敬？微細的江下生物，卑微的平民百姓，舉頭遙望江面波，緩緩的，回復江面下的生態習性，淺淺的，嘆言，平川駿馬無言我，兩岸風情無源我，天風情雨無影我，江浪滔滔才整我。秋月至，江蟹難渡冬，一晚寧靜離別時，蒸蟹難滿腹，兩打不嫌多，嬌小玲瓏蛋滿腹，十指全開濺滿身，老饕無語舌靈動，就怕江蟹離家去，哎喔嘴好燙，哎...