はてなキーワード: the Darknessとは
BGMのdropを好プレーにぴったりなタイミングに合わせ、そのために曲をキリのいいところで繰り返したりする（たまに繋ぎが雑だけど）。曲の種類も組み合わせ方も無限にあるから難しそうだなぁと思うけど、毎回ちゃんと揃っていてすごい。以前、TROLLって名前でいいプレーができたところに「Let the darkness take conTROL」って歌詞を完璧なタイミングで合わせたことがあって、見ていてめっちゃ爽快だった。
Whether you're on the side who kills people or the side who saves people, nothing beyond what you would expect will appear. Nothing in this world can fill that lonely hole you have. You will wander the darkness for eternity.
Be on the side that saves people. If both sides are the same for you, become a good man. Save the weak, and protect the orphans. Neither good nor evil means much to you, I know, but that'd make you at least a little bit better.
People exist to save themselves, How true.
from the line of "Bungo Stray Dogs"
迷える子羊は stray の方をつかうのでそっちに合わせてもいいかも．
2. Talk Like a Peer, Not a Parent
① 人気実況者 は つまらなくない だけ
実況者自体のおもしろさが７０点 でも、失点しなければ 基準点の６０点を超えることは可能。 的な。
「人気実況 かつ おもしろい」 ８０％
「人気実況 かつ おもしろくない」 ５％
「人気実況でない かつ おもしろい」 ８０％
「人気実況でない かつ おもしろくない」 ２０％
たとえば、 歌恋 これもおもしろいけど、余り知られていない。
According to someone's comment I heard outside of the box, a tiny bottle containing deadly poison is located in this box. Although the bottle is completely sealed, a hammer is positioned in the vicinity of the bottle. And they said the hammer would fall down at a certain time.
When is "the certain time"? I don't know. In this very moment? Or distant future? Possibly, it already has come (I don't want to think about it). No one can affect the hammer. As an independent event, it will fall down with probability 50%. The probability is exactly 50%. Possibly, the bottle may be broken, or may not. About myself, dead, or, alive.
It is impossible for me to avoid having a furious indignation. My life, the most important issue for me, is completely away from me, and is solely dependent on the simple figure, FIFTY PERCENT! Too much terrible.
Visual perception. The box is completely shielded from any light. It's for avoiding me from finding and destroying the bottle and apparatus. Complete darkness. I am in the total darkness. Thus, now I can’t see even the outline of myself. Possibly it sounds strange, the darkness makes me have a doubt about the existence of my body itself.
Acoustic perception. Maybe, from the reason I mentioned above, a perfect sound insulation is used. I can’t hear even the voice of my own. I don't know the mechanism. In the first place, as I can’t see anything, how can I investigate it? So, this is only a speculation, possibly, my drum membranes were damaged before enclosure in this box, or, some special material is used for the wall of the box.
As if further confirmation are needed, a huge fatigue weighing heavily upon me is another shackle for me. It seems that they gave me some kind of muscle relaxant to avoid me from struggling. As I can’t change from the same posture, my tactile perception is almost paralyzed.
No light. No sound. Smell and taste are unreliable. Tactile perception is in malfunction. I am like a puppet. All the five senses are out of control of mine. Too much cruel. Perfect shackles. I wish if they had given a sleeping medicine. I feel I am in agony without any external injury. My life, my existence itself, is completely ignored. Such a humiliation keeps my sanity. Only such a humiliation can.
The right to control the life and death of myself is completely deprived. I hate such situation. The core determinant of the continuity of my life is completely dependent upon, solely upon, a pure probability. Completely away from anyone's will. I hate it, again, I hate it!
I am lonely. Am I feeling empty and flat? Difficult to avoid sobbing? No. My loneliness is much deeper. I am in a sea of void. I am alone. Completely alone. As an orphan, I was thrown into this endless darkness. I am quivering in the absolute zero.
There is no perspective in this box. Only the darkness is here. I can’t feel the bottle and the hammer. I can’t feel the wall, the bottom, and the ceiling neither. They should be there. But all the five senses of mine are deprived. I feel like there is nothing. While those things have some meanings.
Speaking honestly, I am not so sure I am in a box. I am sure that what I am exists. I am thinking. I am fantasizing. It is the evidence showing the uniqueness of mine, which is called the ego or the consciousness or the mind, is solid. But, is the uniqueness is truly enclosed in the box? Is it possible that it is floating in another space? I can’t eliminate such doubts.
In addition to that, I am not so sure that I am truly alive. I don't have any way to confirm such a simple thing. Possibly, the 50% probability has already passed beyond me. Maybe I am already dead. I am still alive, maybe. Injected with muscle relaxant, shallow breathes, weak heartbeats. Or, cessation of all of them, simply leaving meat bolus.
I am deprived of any capability of controlling my own body. Who can say that my mind resides in the body continuing vital activities? The five senses have been poisoned with the total darkness. They can’t function as sensory organs. I don't have any chance to know the truth. Possibly, any supposition is fabricated by myself. The situation surrounding me and the uniqueness of myself are components of programmed role-play, possibly.
I wish someone could find me. I wish someone could open the box and observe how I am, and determine what I am. There is not enough power inside me to do so. All I can do is to continue to quiver in the loneliness.
At the same time, longing produces shadow. If the box is opened, I will be found and observed. As a result, what I am will be determined. To tell the truth, I can’t look away from the fact I am anxious about being determined.
Although I am unable to determine whether I am alive or dead by myself, I am afraid of the death. I am afraid that I am determined as a dead. I can’t accept. Still I can’t feel, I can’t imagine the death as a specific phenomenon. Probably, that is why I am afraid of death.
No, it should not be restricted to me. King of virtue. Deadly murderer. Regular folks. All the same. Maybe, the elder people or patients of bad disease could have some imagination sufficiently close to the true death. But, even so, it is impossible to know the specific experience of death.
In the end, death is the final destination with overwhelming significance. The time and the consciousness have an absolute irreversibility. Death also has the absoluteness which can’t be changed. Even if it is a ritual pass point or an outstanding impressive event.
Myself, the mind of mine here is, will be vanished at the moment at which how I am is determined. If they deprive the lukewarm water, in which I can’t feel the temperature, it is impossible for me to avoid exposing myself to the air.
The current existence of myself is like a tiny, tiny illusion standing on an endless point. Not larger than that. Not smaller than that. Not longer than that. Not shorter than that. No expansion. No shrinkage. Standing upon a unique single point. It is mathematically correct. I am something like a ghost staying upon such a point, having confusion about identity of myself.
The point exists at every position on a plane of coordinates, at the same time, not existing at a certain position. If a certain event occurs, on that moment, it will converge me to a single point among all the space-times, in which the event has occurred, as if having me step off a bus. Without any concern. Even if the point and I have been a one. The illusion, which has stayed in such a point, has possibilities of being real and being vanished like a mist, to an equal degree.
Now, I am existing in every time-space, I have every nature. At the same time, I am suffering from the loneliness that I am away from every nature. I wish someone can find me. At the same time, I am so anxious that where I will be, and that how I will be at that moment.
続いて、http://www.google.co.jp/search?q=amnesty+candle+chineseでようやく、'Better light a candle than curse the darkness.'と言う記述を発見する。
正しくは"It's better to light a candle than curse the darkness."らしいね。英語としてはIt's better to light a candle than curse the darknessとか、It's better to light a candle than curse the darkness@Everything2.com、Better to light one candle than to curse the dark...: Information from Answers.comらへんで、アメリカの政治家、Adlai_Stevensonが、1962年にルーズベルト大統領夫人の事を讃えるセリフとしていったって事らしい。
あと、より原語に近いシンプルな言い方として"Don't curse the darkness - light a candle."があると。なのでhttp://www.google.co.jp/search?q=%22Don%27t+curse+the+darkness+-+light+a+candle.%22を見るとDecember 10 - Wikiquoteの中ほどで議論が。孔子とか言ってる。
っと。英語はその辺にして中国語へ行こう。Chinese Characters for better to light the candle than curse the darkness -- learning Chinese。画像なのでコピペ出来ず。とりあえず、http://www.google.co.jp/search?q=%E4%B8%8E%E5%85%B6+%E9%BB%92%E6%9A%97+%E4%B8%8D%E5%A6%82%E7%84%B6%E8%B5%B7とかするも良くわからず。http://www.google.co.jp/search?q=%22%E4%B8%8D%E5%A6%82%E7%84%B6%E8%B5%B7%22でちょい来た感じ。http://www.google.co.jp/search?q=%E4%B8%8E%E5%85%B6%E8%AF%85%E5%92%92%E9%BB%91%E6%9A%97+%E4%B8%8D%E5%A6%82%E7%84%B6%E8%B5%B7%E8%9C%A1%E7%83%9Bでようやくって処か。http://www.google.co.jp/search?q=%22%E4%B8%8E%E5%85%B6%E8%AF%85%E5%92%92%E9%BB%91%E6%9A%97%22とかすると、おやおやhttp://www.google.co.jp/search?q=%22%E4%B8%8E%E5%85%B6%E8%AF%85%E5%92%92%E9%BB%91%E6%9A%97%EF%BC%8C%E4%B8%8D%E5%A6%82%E7%82%B9%E4%BA%AE%E8%9C%A1%E7%83%9B%E3%80%82%22が正解かも知れない。
And love is not the easy thing
And love is not the easy thing...
And if the darkness is to keep us apart
And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off
And if your glass heart should crack
And for a second you turn back
Oh no, be strong
Walk on, walk on
No they can't even feel it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight...
You're packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been
A place that has to be believed to be seen
You could have flown away
Walk on, walk on
Can't sell it or buy it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight
And I know it aches
And your heart it breaks
Walk on, walk on
That's where the heart is
I know it aches
How your heart it breaks
Walk on, walk on
Leave it behind
You've got to leave it behind
All that you fashion
All that you build
All that you break
All that you measure
All that you steal
All that you sense
All that you speak
All you dress up