In a network of networks of networks of…

In times, increasingly, you find all motto and yourself lame,
people and things could enter or leave your life so casually,
crudely. You start to think
people don’t actually exist in your world — you exist in theirs.
I don’t know, I guess it’s not necessarily a negative thought:
admit that the Earth turns
astronomically speaking
it does not mean to stop for your sunbath weekend.

We don’t call this a compromise.
It’s natural to live with the food chain.

Hong Kong Republic

Then the government started being rude and the police is the biggest gang.
Then we are Chinese we are pround of being Chinese we stuck with our passport we kiss the dictatorship we need a new slogan
Then we write poem we take pictures we write songs we make videos we take action we speak.
Then I blog I blog I blog I blog I blog I blog I blog I blog…
Then I need a job found a job do the job hate the job fuck the job.
Then I have a son have a second son have a daughter and she has her daughter.
Then soon I’m old enough to tell my son and also to his son: don’t be stupid know how to run save money eat well use condom when have sex.
Then ashes to ashes dust to dust “a” for apple “b” for BYE.