Coming from a place to which we cannot return
To the place where we can never be
We will not sleep tonight
We are a bunch of howling shadows
It was a great feast
In this fictitious silence agreement, there is no need for a direction
Between fear and ecstasy, our lives swinging like a pendulum.
No avoidance of the two ends
Infinitely accepting the expanse of life
Life finds us in this thrift store
Narrates quietly
A speaker, a carrier
She is a bit arrogant, a fanatic in infinity and eternity
And infinity and eternity love her that way
When time forgets us, she sees us
We fall in love
We roar, we need danger as well as freedom
We want the feeling of the approaching sleep
A feeling like a quarrel with the world from a lover
We drank all night, cried and laughed, and left each other again early in the morning
We are all alive and will continue to be alive soon
The wind blew across the land and slumped into an old swinging chair
Finally, like snails, people all fled
Thea Li is a senior currently majoring in Computer Arts at the School of Visual Arts. Thea is passionate about creating stories, capturing beauty and love, ugliness and unpleasantness with words and art. She loves the feeling of being on the road all the time, listening, feeling and experiencing, settling in at every corner, like a breeze passing by.