Coming back from the silly film Tiny Times, I was still not recovered from the shock of taste gap between the “public” and me, not to state myself as special, but it is natural to doubt yourself when you find most of the people living in the same place as you have totally different mind worlds.
The recent disappearance of the filmmaker who has a name similar to a German dog (scientific name Doberman Pinscher), when the news came to me, I thought it was just a common governmental news blockage of their dark little secrets, and soon I found myself mind-paralysed by this kind of “secret”. But still, the labour women and the labour kids who were buried with history stayed on my mind, I was always trying to find the reasons, and reading about them confused me. Politics is the game of powerful people, but should the sacrifice of others be necessary to them? Something in common is that sick regimes love pure, couldn’t stand one dirty stain on their clothes, just like the Germans worshiping Aryens? News like this incite me to search the history, whether examples had been written in history or not, is this really hopeless as part of the evolvement process?
The public is something to fool, I understand and know that people can only be organized and better organised in unanimity. Every regime hides their back into the dark, could only face the public with the brighter side. It depends on whether they are intelligent enough to hide safely and entirely, or whether we are blind enough to worry nothing.
Everyone wants to see the future even to know the fate of oneself. I am really curious how the nation nowadays will be judged in the history books hundreds years later. And who will know the truth is the truth? Its existence lives in people but not on books. It confuses me that there are no absolute righteous things in the world, but still how do we know what we know already is REAL? nothing could prove it, so i’d rather think it’s not to worry.
Recently a close friend of my mother was diagnosed of tumour in the backbone, and only one hospital in Beijing has experts to do sth about that, but queueing for it takes months so it’s obligatory to use “relations”. My mother found it hard to find help but the family of her friend is still trying every method. What if this happens on a family of less social connections? It is natural that it leads my thought to that. The people queueing at the hospital may pass away without seeing the doctor for even one second. And things are already considered normal, so we choose to paralyse our mind and evite to think about them. We are drowned in entertainment, luxury, social network every day and are fully happy with our own interests like silly romantic novels, qidian novels, LV bags, twitter followers, compliments of appearance, educational background and CV built up by famous unis and the “full of love” charity activities which seemed to achieve a lot. We thought that luxury and wealth and fame would bring us all while being enclosed forever in the blindness. Are we wrong? It would be hard to tell the right or wrong about ways of life, no one obliges you to care for some children dead sixty years ago in some mountain you’ve never been to.
But the public is hard to blame, it’s just that, a better public comes with a better time.
If you don’t know what I’m talking about, go search on youtube “大堡” or “masanjia” “du bin” on google.
All I want for Christmas.
third part from my 00Q comic page. i fulfilled my promise.
Now u all owe me xmast present
can i get Q mug for xmast pliz?:P
In which Silva makes James play dress up for his amusement.
my offer in dangerous situation
“Perfection is a thing that terrifies me. I don’t think it exists”