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书写自己的生命
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假设有人给了你一支没有打开的纯色的纲笔,你看不到内存多少墨水。
墨水有可能刚试写几字就用光了,也有可能支持着写出一部或几部永世长存的杰作,而使格局发生变化。不试不知道。
你永远也不会明白游戏规则,你必须冒险一试。
事实上,没有人规定你必须要做点什么。你可以不拿起笔来使用它,而是让它在架子上或抽屉里,弃置不用而慢慢让墨水跑掉。
但如果你打算用这支笔,你打算用它来做什么?你会怎样玩这个游戏?
在动笔之前,你会不会反复计划?
你会不会计划太多,而从没动笔书写?
你会不会拿起笔来就写,随着字的一勾一画任意挥洒而不知所止?
你是觉得墨水随时会用光而谨慎小心地书写,还是假装或相信墨水会永不枯竭而依此而行呢?
你会写些什么内容?爱情,仇恨,趣味,痛苦,生命,死亡,虚无还是万事万物?
你是为了取悦自己还是别人来书写?还是为了取悦自己而替别人书写?
你的笔划会因拘谨而颤抖还是因自信而靓丽?是龙飞凤舞还是不修边幅?
你会不会动笔写?一旦拿起笔来,没有规定你必须要写。你会几笔画来,匆匆勾画,信笔涂鸦还是精描细画?
你是规规矩矩地在线格内书写,还是写到线格外,还是无视线格的存在,还是线格根本就不存在?这里有许多东西需要思考,不是吗?
假设有人给了你一条生命……
附:原文 Write Your Own Life Suppose someone gave you a pen — a sealed, solid-colored pen. You couldn’t’t see how much ink it had.
It might run dry after the first few tentative words or last just long enough to create a masterpiece (or several) that would last forever and make a difference in the scheme of things. You don’t know before you begin.
Under the rules of the game, you really never know. You have to take a chance!
Actually, no rule of the game states you must do anything. Instead of picking up and using the pen, you could leave it on a shelf or in a drawer where it will dry up, unused.
But if you do decide to use it, what would you do with it? How would you play the game?
Would you plan and plan before you ever wrote a word?
Would your plans be so extensive that you never even got to the writing?
Or would you take the pen in hand, plunge right in and just do it, struggling to keep up with the twists and turns of the torrents of words that take you where they take you?
Would you write cautiously and carefully, as if the pen might run dry the next moment, or would you pretend or believe (or pretend to believe) that the pen will write forever and proceed accordingly?
And of what would you write: Of love? Hate? Fun? Misery? Life? Death? Nothing Everything? Would you write to please just yourself? Or others? Or yourself by writing for others?
Would your strokes be tremblingly timid or brilliantly bold? Fancy with a flourish or plain?
Would you even write? Once you have the pen, no rule says you have to write. Would you sketch? Scribble? Doodle or draw?
Would you stay in or on the lines, or see no lines at all, even if they were there? Or are they? There’s a lot to think about here, isn’t there?
Now, suppose someone gave you a life...
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