Happiness
I truly believe freedom makes happiness.
I truly believe freedom makes happiness.
If physical freedom is restrained under tyranny, at least the unspoken thoughts within the mind is freedom although it's terribly sad. I'm more fortunate that when I play piano, I can find my own freedom.
Walking out to get lunch takeout, I suddenly entered a momentary amnesia because I asked me "Where am I?". Then, I broke out of this delirium by the knowing that the 'Hong Kong people' have disappeared but left with the disgraceful 'new comers'. So, the actual question I should ask with a clear mind is, "Where is Hong Kong?"
When the current Hong Kong is inhumanly battered by covid-19 and 'national security law', I was greeted by malfunctioning mechanical servers at the counter in MacDonald, I was obstructed by the hard and cold robotic pedestrian on the streets. Wow! When Hong Kong people have left, the new comers are not people!
When it goes on continuously after it began with one note.