Une

捷運上看到的

關於二月二十的事已經都記不得了。
除了那一些殘存在電腦裡的照片。
放在一個沒有命名的資料夾裡，而實際上，
那些沒有命名的往往吸引我開啟，
影像的記憶和文字的記憶完全不同步，
捷運上我看到了，日記上我寫著......。
不，我的日記一片空白，請讓我再想一想。

或許是：

最近在準備一個報告，應該說，這二天才開始準備一個報告，Sans soleil。

I remember that month of January in Tokyo, or rather I remember the images I filmed of the month of January in Tokyo.They have substituted themselves for my memory. They ARE my memory. I wonder how people remember things who don't film, don't photograph, don't tape. How has mankind managed to remember? I know: it wrote the Bible. The new Bible will be an eternal magnetic tape of a time that will have to reread itself constantly just to know it existed.