英语短文:生活哲思：创世之梦A World of Creation_向杨
创世之梦 A World of Creation
按：看到08年写的几篇英文文章挺有感触的，当时学习的热情可不是一般的。写起文章来，也是毫不含糊，很纯粹，不夹杂一点多余的考虑。如今写东西很少，偶尔吟一两句诗，要写文章的时候还要考虑读者的感受。Instead of "I want to", I shift my attitude towards "I have to". 这是一个危险的信号，当年输出的那么多，像explosive diarrhea，现在写东西却像constipation。不管怎么样，写着写着就忘记了一些自己，也回忆起一些自己。
Because the enduring diarrhea and fever, my carcass lay flat on the bed, head spinning and eyes sparkling. The vertigo took me on a journey to a strange new world.
The world was not a heaven, for not a single angel bidded me hello. Visible to me were several undescribable, unnamable creatures. Their utterly weird shape and color took me by surprise, having no eyes, no nose, no hands or legs, sometimes their bulk being no larger than a puppy, another time their existence occupying everywhere. Taking a closer look, a few of them were engaged in something surely capturing my curiosity. Under what we might as well call "hands" lay a world where I just came from. By pinpointing my family, my sight travelled from universe to milky way, from solar system to the adorable earth planet, then my country China, province Hunan, city Changsha, my community and my home. The world under the creature's "hands" were as tangible as numerous scientists had fathomed and concluded, and this was nothing new to me. Then I placed my look on the creature, whose shape and form were desperately unpredictable, and I ventured to ask where I was then. A sheer thought, unlike any sound, any sense could possibly process, came instantaneously to me, interpreted as that I was in a world of creation. "So, are you the God of the universe", I asked my second question. "Ah, in your poor human's parlance, maybe yes", its response popped up in my mind as thunder,"But, I am not your God as what your Holy Bible, Koran, Greek and Roman myth alike describe. Yet I am truly all-good, all-knowing, and all-powerful to your universe." Its answer intrigued me to further my asking. "But what about someone just like you and those who doesn't. Were they as we human call God as well?" "Limited and silly are you human. How can you apply your human perspective and logic to the world of creation! " It answered no more on the third question. Instead, it uttered in my mind," Do not believe your senses in the world of creation. You are now in your imagination or dream, between which bridges your world and my own, by which what you comprehend is wrong interpretation of the world it really is. Turn to no more, for even exploiting your human reason, is only a rationalistic claptrap. By the way, if I were in your situation, say a world beyond my comprehension, I shall come back and ask no more."
The world of creation dissolved by its final remarks. I came to my consciousness and found my body sore with enervation. Was it a dream or fantasy? I had no idea.