An underdog only knows successes as something singular, abnormal, but incredibly sweet – an oasis in the desert, the sudden respite of a long journey. Unlike the champion, they can never know the spoils of success or consistent victory – the verdant valleys, settlement and prosperity. The underdog will envy the champion for the continuity of his excellence, seeming effortlessness in the face of adversity; the champion will envy the underdog for that sweetness of victory after a great struggle no-one, not even they themselves thought they could win.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Thursday, June 11, 2009
False Start #11
I dream of an art within myself that looks into the shadows, rises above, and then finds a way to keep light burning in the darkness.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
Li and Zhou: Anniversary
Li
Hey, did you go down there last Thursday?
Zhou
The square?
Li
Yeah.
Zhou
No, did you?
Li
What’s the point?
Zhou
Yeah.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
False Start #10
The essence of friendship is a conversation that never ends. Even as friends jump into separate taxis, part ways in train stations, board planes across oceans, or leave life entirely, the conversation continues in absentia; the conversation never ends.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
False Start #9
I often whisper to myself in the night: “Yes, you have it all already.” I don’t know if that means to keep going, or just to stop and stand still.
Monday, June 1, 2009
False Start #8
One speaks gloom and doom so they might see only happiness before their eyes. Incantations of evil are ultimately harbingers of the good.