My days are always reminding me I am starting to be out of the period, out of
the field belonging to the winner,
I started to lose energy for learning.
Sometimes I think myself as a beast wihtout brain.
I predict the future would be changed by the next generation because they
are starting to be abolished to use the way of communication by internet.
The literature is the importance of the culture that the minister of education
wanted to tell them and enforced them to use the right way to express.
I am in the jail of work and time. My dream will be buried someday.
Television is my toy, my teacher. The stage is belonging the next generation
I seemed not to wake up yet. But friends and teachers didn't remind me . I
live in my own little world.
The decades of at least 30 years loses some spiritual representation of
writer , to depict what we are doing in current history. But the amazed
we can stand is that what i am doing have been repeated many many times
in many history or novels or any imagination..
But interestingly my story even cannot to be written by a sentense.
I am tired but for nothing. I cannot give myself a sentense what I am tired for.
I am living in a way which others cannot tolerate. I am like a human-like beast,
fooling around for food.
Life is the feast, but I am not the lucky guy to enjoy.
And also I always droped into the past misery.Therefore, I even think if I
can make some rich friends the life will become better. But actually it is
really a joke. becuase the rich ones always thought me a toy or a clown, to
make happiness for him until my youth and energy disappeared. Now i tried to
think my value and my position in my family or in the history.
I think the shit should be cleaned out, or the odor only bothered someone else.
I am tired, although the island I stand
becoming much more better day and day , like a masterpiece of the would.
One day it will become a country of culture, with healthy economics and faithful
characteristics.
I am the bullshit on this islands but no one told me this secret. That's why I
always feel sad finding no reason.
After the one circle self-spinning of the earth, how will happen tomorrow??
Wish the good things keep and the misery could disappear.We should be blessed.
Good night.