Tuesday, September 2, 2008

the language of my heart

People often ask me if I speak to Junhong in Chinese or Malay. I say, no, because I've lost these languages. I do not speak them from my heart.
What do you speak from your heart then, someone asked me recently.
Well, I'm not sure if my heart is capable of speaking coherently in any language - it is a mute, confused, irrational organ, capable of emotional acrobatics of incredible virtuosity and high risk, capable of superhuman long-distance travel, capable of breaking and healing repeatedly (all that scar tissue...).
But completely stupid in the face of language and logic.

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