无常的

It's as if, after winning two fat Oscars for their fairly straightforward adaptation of Cormac McCarthy's No Country for Old Men, the brothers needed to reassert their old capricious cunning, their weasily larkishness, their independence from easy acclaim.

似乎在因为直接改编自Cormac McCarthy小说的《老无所依》的两座大大的奥斯卡奖杯之后，兄弟俩就需要重新回到从前那种无常的奸诈，狡猾的嬉戏，以及对独立制片的热衷上。

It was full of sap, full of leaves, and full of boughs6; but now in vain does the busy art of man7 pretend to vie8 with nature, by tying that withered bundle of twigs9 to its sapless trunk; it is now at best but the reverse of what it was, a tree turned upside-down, the branches on the earth, and the root in the air; it is now handled by every dirty wench10, condemned to do her drudgery11, and, by a capricious12 kind of fate, destined to make other things clean, and be nasty itself ; at length13, worn to the stumps in the service of the maids, it is either thrown out of doors or condemned to the last use—of kindling14 a fire.

它曾生气勃勃，枝繁叶茂，但如今爱管闲事的人却动手把枯枝捆扎于它那枯桩上，装模作样地同自然徒然抗争。如今它充其量只是以前模样的倒转——一棵本末倒置的树，枝条伏地，根部朝天，听由脏兮兮的女佣随手使唤，并且被无常的命运捉弄，注定要去清扫他物，把自己搞得污秽不堪。最后，被女佣用成一根光杆儿，要么被扔出门外，要么最后充当引火的木柴。

I hope to use visualized language to probe the injuries and pains that inflict our bodies and souls, to probe the tininess of the individual and the vastness of the times. We encounter these conundrums and pressures in every era, and it seems that in our historical experience, every time we encounter massive social change and destruction, Chinese culture comes out with a shocking ability to recover, so that our spiritual roots have never totally collapsed but continued on to this day through the impermanent cycles of the millennia. Rebirth and transmutation from destruction seems to be the religion that universally connects us as a people.

我希望是用视觉化的语言来讨论我们的灵与肉的创伤和阵痛，个体的渺小和时代的漫无边际，在任何时代里我们都会遭遇这种相似的困境和压力，似乎在过去的历史经验中我们每遇重大社会变革和灾难中，中国文化总是有一种惊人的自我修复能力，才使我们的精神文脉并没有全面的崩溃，反而是在数千年无常的时间轮回中绵延至今，在幻灭中重生和蜕变似乎是我们这个具有现世宗教的民族的普遍性联系。

Among the windings of the violins And the ariettes Of cracked cornets Inside my brain a dull tom-tom begins Absurdly hammering a prelude of its own, Capricious monotone That is at least one definite "false note.——Let us take the air, in a tobacco trance, Admire the monuments, Discuss the late events, Correct our watches by the public clocks. Then sit for half an hour and drink our bocks.

随着小提琴的抑扬及铜号嘶哑的小咏叹调我的脑中响起了沉闷的咚咚声荒谬的敲打它自己的前奏曲，任意无常的单调那根本是一个明显的"错音"——让我们换一换空气，在烟熏的恍惚间，敬仰那些纪念碑，讨论时下新闻，跟街钟对表，然后坐上半个小时，喝点烈性的黑啤酒。

" Among the windings of the violins And the ariettes Of cracked cornets Inside my brain a dull tom-tom begins Absurdly hammering a prelude of its own, Capricious monotone That is at least one definite "false note.--Let us take the air, in a tobacco trance, Admire the monuments, Discuss the late events, Correct our watches by the public clocks.

随着小提琴的抑扬及铜号嘶哑的小咏叹调我的脑中响起了沉闷的咚咚声荒谬的敲打它自己的前奏曲，任意无常的单调那根本是一个明显的"错音"--让我们换一换空气，在烟熏的恍惚间，敬仰那些纪念碑，讨论时下新闻，跟街钟对表，然后坐上半个小时，喝点烈性的黑啤酒。

It is the wisdom of crocodiles that shed tears when they would devour… And whereas they have all their time sacrified to themselves they become in the end themselves sacrifices to inconstancy of fortune whose wings they thought, by their self-wisdom, to have pinioned.

这是鳄鱼的聪明，它在进食前掉泪。…当他们把自己所有的时间献给自己，他们自己最后就变成命运无常的牺牲品；尽管他们想用自私的聪明去束缚命运之神的翅膀。

You engage in meditative cultivation the eternal as though it were impermanent, that which has Self as though it lacked Self, and the pure as though it were impure. happiness, the Self, eternity, and purity are found both amongst mundane people and amongst supramundane people, but these are each different.

你参加了冥想的修炼这个永恒的就如它是无常的，拥有自我的人缺乏自我，而纯洁的就象是不纯洁的幸福，自我，永恒，纯洁在世俗的人们和那些远离世俗的人之间，但是他们是不同的。

He even dismisses as "mistaken and worthless" the rather proud mode of non-Self meditation which those monks practise and chides them for not understanding that his teaching of the meditation upon impermanence, suffering and non-Self is highly contingent and needs to be safeguarded from one-sided distortion and misinterpretation.

他甚至驳回了错误和无价值的人真的尊贵的形式和无我的冥想，这些和尚实践和责怪他们没有理解他的教义，就是冥想是无常的，痛苦的和无我的是非常有可能发生的，并且需要从片面的扭曲和误解的保障。

Among the windings of the violins And the ariettes Of cracked cornets Inside my brain a dull tom-tom begins Absurdly hammering a prelude of its own, Capricious monotone That is at least one definite "false note.——Let us take the air, in a tobacco trance, Admire the monuments, Discuss the late events, Correct our watches by the public clocks. Then sit for half an hour and drink our bocks.

随着小提琴的抑扬及铜号嘶哑的小咏叹调我的脑中响起了沉闷的咚咚声荒谬的敲打它自己的前奏曲，任意无常的单调那根本是一个明显的&错音&——让我们换一换空气，在烟熏的恍惚间，敬仰那些纪念碑，讨论时下新闻，跟街钟对表，然后坐上半个小时，喝点烈性的黑啤酒。

The industrial membrane becomes a maternal womb, ceaselessly wrapping and giving re-birth with embryonic embrace, tantalizing hope and desire, anxiety and disillusionment.

铝箔此「工业膜」彷佛一另类的母体子宫，不断包裹、繁制、衍生的张力，欲撩拨生活中熟悉的意象，生存下无常的不安，生命里绝然的欲望。

The big eared hedgehog, the little owl, the sand gecko, the three-toed jerboa, and every show needs a villain - saw-scale - the viper!

大耳刺猬，小猫头鹰，沙壁虎，三趾跳鼠，每场戏都需要反派角色：蝰蛇。

Plasmodiophora brassicae ; resting spores ; density gradient centrifugation of sucrose ; ultrasonic disruption

根肿；休眠孢子；蔗糖密度梯度离心；超声波破碎