肯尼迪医生仿佛在等待一个答案。他喝了一大口啤酒,盯着我。生,他说,并非死的对立面,它们是同一的。“我们由死而生,又回到死。就像走进一个房间再走出去。”这当然很无聊,他说,人人都知道,身体是由无机组织构成的,而非任何一种材料在那里面生长或消亡。这我们在学校里就知道了,却又把它忘掉,去相信什么无稽之谈。我向着乐师们望过去,他们在酒馆中央围成一圈聊天。这个或那个乐手不时奏出一串音,有时第二个又插进来,但旋律总是又消失在人们嘈杂的交 Dr. Kennedy seems to be waiting for an answer. He drank a big beard and stared at me. Health, he said, is not the opposite of death, they are the same. “We were born of death and returned to death, just like walking into a room and going out.” This is of course boring, he said, and everyone says that the body is made of inorganic tissue, not just any one The material grows or dies there. This we know in school, but forget it, to believe what nonsense. I looked toward the musicians, who chatted in a circle in the middle of the pub. This or that musician played a string of sounds from time to time, and sometimes the second was inserted again, but the melody disappeared again and again in noisy people’s hands