Dark Brand Bush Brown and a Dream

不知周之梦为蝴蝶与？蝴蝶之梦为周与?

Butterflies symbolize peace and love and hence they are always a legend in the Chinese literature. What did I say? Did I mention that Cerok Tokun is a form of literature as well?

I saw a butterfly fluttering high and low freely while wandering around the undergrowth this morning. My mind theater started to play a scene whereby Zhoungzi, an ancestral Chinese Philosopher, had aroused from his dream.

“Am I Zhoungzi who dreamed as a butterfly just now? Am I a butterfly that is dreaming as Zhoungzi in its dream right now?”

I am a hiker and a fake philosopher. A slight twist and turn between the lines easily confuses me. And I know the world is real, the butterfly that I had met is for sure a butterfly and not more than a butterfly, and I am still Rainfield the hiker who spend his weekend sweating at Cerok Tokun with a DSLR in his hand.

Blue-winged Leafbird

I thought I heard the husky call of a Stripe-throated Bulbul in the forest; when I traced back to the source in between leaves and branches, it was actually a colorful Blue-winged Leafbird.

I thought I had been fooled in this early morning when it raised its head high and arrogantly by showing me its black beard; it likes to imitate the calls of various other species of birds.

I thought it had flown away when I zoomed in but could not find in the viewfinder, it actually mixed very well with the colors of the surroundings.

If not because of the straight beak, I may have mistaken this leafbird as a parrot. Most parrots are predominantly green with other bright colors. Am I right?

It is another lifer in my life list.

The Dancing Butterflies- Yellow Glassy Tiger

I stumbled upon these dancing butterflies when I had a chat with a friend on the jungle track this morning. I was very much distracted since then. I had not seen theses many butterflies at one place at the same time in the wild. They were dancing above me, on a stage atop a tree.

When we talked about Intel inside, I told him butterflies fly very high inside my desktop wallpaper, the resolution is excellent and they are beautiful.

He asked about the best notebook in town, I replied with one whose screensaver can fly butterflies from one slide to another the best.

When we touched something regarding Foxconn China, I moved my eyes to a spot where the scene became green and bright.

And I could not help but to tell him I was seeing many butterflies above us, but he asked where I am working currently. I saw a butterfly flying from his back to the top of the tree when our conversation continued.

I told him I had to make a move now, but immediately armed myself with my DSLR after he had disappeared behind a turn.

Faces (Dusky Langur)

I replayed the recorded sound of my friend the Puff-throated Babbler this morning, I thought this could train the babbler to come over whenever I am here. Unfortunately mutual understanding was not achieved, and it only responded at the far end of the canopy.

On the other way, I found that these Dusky Langur were spying at me at the same time. They must be seeing a real weird maniac.

During the process of staring back and photographing them, this one rushed up a tree, rubbed against leaves and berries, and stopped by to peek at me at its presumed safe distance.

Focus of this one was purposely aiming at blank. Both of us knew, but it would rather prefer to pretend seeing nothing.

This one lowered its head away. It was a paparazzi just now but looked like a thinker right now.

I like this one. It stayed not too far away and never bothered to make a move. It listened and was trying to locate the babbler too.

This juvenile Dusky Langur might be the only one who knew nothing about the happening. It might not know that though weird, the world is full of fun.

The Story of Black Dots

My hiking trip had to be cancelled as it was a rainy Sunday morning accompanied by occasional lightning. I managed to take a series of pictures in front of my house, and re-arranged them in a Charlie Chaplinish way. This could drive my and your gloomy mood away.

"I had no idea of the character. But the moment I was dressed, the clothes and the make-up made me feel the person he was. I began to know him, and by the time I walked onto the stage he was fully born." -- Charlie Chaplin