房東 (信仰與訊息)
每週一,天微亮,刺耳的吸塵器把夢全吸走。懶散的靈,月光照撫下,揮手道別的勃起都被吸走。可是,有一天早上那刺音成,上帝說:帶著你的最愛,上山燔祭。那天,我遇見,亞伯拉罕,在摩利亞山Pizza店。
到底,我們是自己的房東?上帝的房客?或者,我們沒有那麼富有,想要允諾,我們是某些人的房客。租房,渡日,曲指餘年?……去阿刻戎河擺渡錢,向誰去借?
在某夜,晚醉後,醒來,映入她穿著半透的白紗,坐在床沿。啊!初生的早晨,我尚有一點私產,我是她半裸的,荒謬信仰的房東。
就牽動回憶到和我弟弟,四十年前,那時他放棄台大某科系,重考,我當兵回來。我們在補課後閒聊,一個叫齊克果的丹麥人,有一本書叫《誘惑者日記》,唉啊!不是誘惑
女性,是具現化,荒謬與信仰的逆量子糾結。
( 齊克果(Søren Kierkegaard) 直接地說,亞伯拉罕燔祭獨子乃一信仰,乃一荒謬。「每一個人都能容易了解它是荒謬」,齊克果說:「但因荒謬而信仰有誰能了解呢?」)
幾十年來人生,經歷多重思索,不懂這話,「荒謬而信仰」或信仰荒謬的意思,直到最近我的房客,租了我的心房,我才弄懂。
考慮很久,都不知如何下手寫的哲學思維……只能寫說──從齊克果,跳過黑格爾、佛洛依德、拉岡 (跳過夢及潛意識)直接來到,具現信仰的哲學家──斯拉沃熱‧ 齊澤克(斯洛維尼亞語:Slavoj Žižek)
他說:他一直很疑惑的一種人,是「企業家」,有很多企業家有錢後,卻投入更多心力到企業,每天競競業業,如神父 每天禱告,與信仰上帝無異,那他們信仰什麼?
當我相信,可以用義大利文唱歌劇詠嘆調,錄成我專輯對身旁的人是種荒謬,到社大找一找,還居然有一位聲樂家,留學義大利七年的女高音,回台教唱。一看課程曲目,居然有兩首在我信仰歌單上。
Mattinata, 及荼花女歌劇中的brindisi(飲酒歌)。
她本身就是樂器。她的聲音,甜美,有厚度,潔淨無暇每次,都像在義大利小型室內皇宮歌劇院,聽安娜•尤利
耶芙娜•涅特列布科(9) 高歌。
自由、開放、風趣,不好心情晚課後就變愉悅。
她教我們用自己的聲音唱歌劇,不是去仿出名的歌唱大師。她說,這麼好的音樂,一定要教,一定有人學。不怕收不到學生,不怕學生連吸氣、吐氣、發聲……都不會。她全收。
教不會唱歌的老人唱歌劇,是具現荒謬。
用她的生命,熱情去付出,因為熱愛信仰。
無理性、荒謬的,具現催生的「異次元纏結」。
我終於從她知道信仰是什麼,荒謬的思想具現或未具現的「荒謬」。
聞,被理性謀殺的屍体血腥味「就是摩利亞山Pizza 出爐的香味」的女高音,如晶瑩剔透美鑽,如名琴樂器。
Landlord
Years on, every Monday morning, piercing sound from vacuum machine, sucked all.
Leased lazy spirits from the moon light waved.
Moreover, erect penis bid farewell.
One day, finally God spoke, burnt offering, up to Moriah .
I met Abraham that day in the pizza house near the hilltop.
Doubt who we are? Landlord of ourselves ? Or roomer of whose God ? Or poor as we rent a room from somebody else. Asking promises ?
Daily paid, even to borrow the Acheron obol.
Mattinata(the morning song), as memorized her half-trans white dresses, between drunk and awake, the only faith I kept is believing someone within me.
Memorizing that period of time years ago, study for the re-entrance exam, my brother and I,most interested in discussing the book “Forførerens Dagbog ” by Søren Kierkegaard.
Oh, not how to cheat girls, but faith, believe absurd for abandoning his marriage. The discussion mentioned “absurd beliefs” which the realization inverse quantum entanglement.
The only son of Abraham's burnt offering is a belief, and an absurdity. “Everyone can easily understand that it is absurd, but who can understand because of the absurdity and belief ? ” Soren spoke.
Decade 's life up and down, cannot understand the real meaning, until someone rents my penthouse.
Thinking over, the only way to express my thoughts is to jump through from Søren, G. W. F. Hegel, Sigmund Freud , Jacques Marie Émile Lacan
to Slavoj Žižek(8) .
He illustrates that the most touching is “one kind of person he has always been puzzled by is many entrepreneurs who are rich, but they devote more energy to the enterprise, competing in the business every day, like a priest praying every day, which is no different from believing in God."
What do they believe in ?
When I believed in using Italian singing opera arias to record into my album, I realized the difficulty, absurd by others.
Go to the community college to look for it. There is a vocalist who has studied in Italy for seven years and teaches.
Looking at the course repertoire, there are two on my song list-The Mattinata and Brindisi.
She is a musical instrument.
Her voice is the sweetest, thick, clean high pitch. Such as crystal clear diamonds, such as famous piano instruments.
Every time it is like listening to the soprano Anna Yuliyevna Netrebko singing in a small indoor palace opera house in Italy.
Free, open, funny, and when I am in a bad mood, evening class makes me joyful.
She taught us to sing opera with our own voice, not to parrot.
Because she believes that such good music must be taught, and someone shall learn from it.
She is not afraid that students cannot even breathe in, exhale, or make a sound... She accepts everything.
Teaching 70 years old people to sing opera is manifestly absurd.
Use her life and enthusiasm to give because she loves everything that is in her belief.
Irrational and absurd manifestation spawned a different dimensional entanglement.
I finally know from them what “faith” is.
That is the mind path on the absurd or the absurd working on the rotten body of faith. No matter what, path is everything.
It is a Mount Moriah Pizza fragrance.