The Paper Menagerie and Other Stories

• 故园遥望

  2023-07-31
  我們因為在其他人生命中的位置而有意義。
• 魚

  2020-08-26
  等到每艘船裏最後幾位大人快死的時候，他們才把真相告訴孩子們：星船沒有減速的辦法。他們會永遠加速下去，漸漸趨近光速，直到燃料用盡，以最後的航行速度前進，超宇宙盡頭奔去。在他們的有限空間裏，時間正常流逝，但在星船之外，宇宙的其他地方會沿著邊界飛馳，抵擋熵流，直至毀滅。就一個外界觀察者看來，星船裏的時間似乎停止了。在時間之流外，孩子們會長大一些，但也就不再長了。只有當宇宙毀滅，他們才會死亡。這是一種戰勝死亡的漸進法，大人們說，是唯一確保他們安全的方式。他們永遠不會有自己的孩子，他們永遠不會有哀痛，他們永遠毋須恐懼、計劃、做不可能的犧牲抉擇。他們會是最後一批活著的携瑞爾族，并且可能是宇宙間最後的智能生物
• 饭团

  2017-12-02
  At the end of all rationality there is simply the need to decide and the faith to live through to endure.
• Chr23

  2017-03-31
  Perhaps it is the dream of every parent to keep their child in that brief period between helpless dependence and separate selfhood, when the parent is seen as perfect, faultless. It is a dream of control and mastery disguised as love, the dream that Lear had about Cordelia.
• Chr23

  2017-03-31
  But the real attraction of such technology has never been about capturing reality. Photography, videography, holography...the progression of such "reality-capturing" technology has been a proliferation of ways to lie about reality, to shape and distort it, to manipulate and fantasize.
• Chr23

  2017-03-31
  The Chinese are like wild flowers, and they will survive and make joy wherever they go. A fire may burn away every living thing in a field, but after the rain the wildflowers will reappear as though by magic. Winter may come and kill everything with frost and snow, but when spring comes the wildflowers will blossom again, and they will be magnificent.
• Chr23

  2017-03-27
  We long ago began to spread our minds into the electronic realm, and it is no longer possible to squeeze all of ourselves back into our brains. The electronic copies of yourselves that you wanted to destroy are, in literal sense, actually you.
• Chr23

  2017-03-27
  Centillion has put us in little bubbles, where all we see and hear are echoes of ourselves, and we become ever more stuck in our exisitng beliefs and exaggerated in our inclinations.
• Chr23

  2017-03-27
  There was a chill in the air around her, a fragile silence that did not want to be broken.
• Chr23

  2017-03-26
  For me, all fiction is about prizing the logic of metaphors -- which is the logic of narratives in general -- over reality, which is irreducibly random and senseless.
• Chr23

  2017-03-26
  Who can say the thoughts you have in your mind as you read these words are the same thought I had in my mind as I typed them? We are different, you and I, and the quails of our consciousness are as divergent as two stars at the ends of the universe.