murder --- on〈Das Parfum〉

"She was so frozen with terror at the sight of him that he had plenty of time to put his hands to her throat. She did not attempt to cry out, did not budge, did not make the least motion to defend herself. He, in turn, did not look at her, did not see her delicate, freckled face, her red lips, her large sparkling green eyes, keeping his eyes closed tight as he strangled her, for he had only one concern -- not to lose the least trace of her scent."　--- Patrick Süskind, 〈Das Parfum〉

Soon another Feast came around and Jesus was back in Jerusalem.

Near the Sheep Gate in Jerusalem there was a pool, in Hebrew called Bethesda, with five alcoves. Hundreds of sick people—blind, crippled, paralyzed—were in these alcoves. One man had been an invalid there for thirty-eight years. When Jesus saw him stretched out by the pool and knew how long he had been there, he said, "Do you want to get well?"

The sick man said, "Sir, when the water is stirred, I don't have anybody to put me in the pool. By the time I get there, somebody else is already in."

Jesus said, "Get up, take your bedroll, start walking." The man was healed on the spot. He picked up his bedroll and walked off.

That day happened to be the Sabbath. The Jews stopped the healed man and said, "It's the Sabbath. You can't carry your bedroll around. It's against the rules."
-- John 5:1-10

看不到
就是看不到瘸腿的起來行走了
只看到安息日的律法

我們忘記了失而復得的雀躍
被重重圍困在「敬虔」的囹圄
就像〈香水〉中Grenouille這冷血殺手一樣
"He, in turn, did not look at her... for he had only one concern
-- not to lose the least trace of her scent"

當我們拒絕看他們的臉孔
掠奪他們「是人」的權利
我們就是殺人犯
"You can't carry your bedroll around. It's against the rules."


Lord, have mercy on us.