invisible enemies

Not sure yet if that is my fear or something else
When walking among them,
Bodies not made from flesh and bone,
Or be driven by logic or rationality,
But by hatred and envy.

And the effort to be untouchable,
The unnecessary concealment of "care-for-nothing" attitude.
Nothing can be done,
Nothing can be affected,
Or poluted, or purified.
As "Socrates in Love", almost everything is there,
She's not there,
Nothing is there.

That reminds me,
Birds of light flying from the underground, converge toward one point,
There are all kinds of turning point,
Or breakthrough,
Or emotion that one has been feeling,
Periodically or cyclically

As if it were the end of the world,
When one lost her precious item,
Or one had to count days waiting for a sound,
... I just don't understand,
Don't understand why that is an "as-if" there,
An honored oath is spitted out on hot street suface,
With much careless intention,
Observe hopelessly moribund entities,
Dissolve into thin air without any trace.

Like human build their own cage,
Create things supposed to support their life, but turn out heavily dependent on them.
Keep thinking any other road of others to be much easier to breath, than theirs.
As one said, no matter how wisely you choose your path, Life finds its way to throw Obstacle into it.
And ... fed on and by each other.

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Past oh past

On the road back to the grave-yard,
They filled up those ponds, flattened rice fields ...
Along with all my childhood memories.
Memories of light yellow noon, and pinkish naiveness.
Memories of lies and punishment.
Memories rolling together with wheel of the bicycle my mom was riding, and I was sitting on the carton box on the seat behind.
Memories of  tears and sorrow.

Like it has just occurred yesterday.
I saw them broken, and myself crumbled.
The mirror has been already shattered into pieces,
Pieces sharpened themselves, ambushed a careless wanderer.
The fluid keeps flowing, and its container runs dry.

When forced to open,
When the pupil is lighted,
When it stands still, and turn into stone...
A hand floating through the air, cross the face,
Leave a piece of white rag intensionally,
The rain start falling,
The rain dyes blue on their look,
And red to their eyes,
The rain taste bitter salty on their tongue,
Eager loneliness keeps its reign.

Turned right to the indifferent path,
Slowed the bike down,
Riding straight to the certain address,
As if an invisible force bends his head with all his might,
Or is it that he tries his best to fight over that mighty force to keep his own position ?
Turn the bike around skillfully,
A little satisfaction mixed by tiny nervousness,
He tapped his helmet and rode home yesterday,
As if this were the last goodbye,
And he knows for sure he'll be back tomorrow.
Just to say, "good night, my friend"

idea note

Basic idea :
- barriers that help directioning traffic flow and prevent undesired movement of vehicles.
- help solving traffic puzzle, reducing frequency of jams as well as accident.

How does it work?
- when red light, turn on the magnetic barrier at traffic junctions, that deactivating all vehicle passing the line, record and report cases.
- when green light, turn off the barrrier of one side, and turn on in the other.

Requirement :
- the magnetic barrier has to be strong enough to hold various kinds of vehicle, yet not cause any harm to human's health or any activities.
- system handling parallelism works seamingly without any deadlock, or livelock, with weak fairness base.
- exceptions will be handled for some specific cases of emergency. Those transportation will be equipped with a microchip located at the front of that vehicle, help it prevent from being deactivated.