āNovember
I joined VIC Aveiro Art House this month and launched Portugalās first unclassifiable music festival
VAGA 2021. I lived with musicians and artists in this small town, and I felt like a child playing in a playground because creative and childish energy is in the air all the time.
Nietzsche once said that a life without music would be a mistake. Music has the magic to lift or break our hearts and draw our minds to something beyond ourselves and guide us towards beauty and truth.
The music of Portuguese Fado also inspired me, and I wrote below prose on the spot at a Fado restaurant.
I love strolling on an empty street at five oāclock in the morning.
I love discussing the absurdity of the world with wanderers.
I enjoy watching the sunrise, slowly waking up the sleeping world.
I enjoy having random philosophical conversations with strangers.
I make mistakes.
I mess things up.
I invite chaos to my life,
And then self-sabotage with cries.
Iām on a journey to accept my weaknesses,
Forgive others and myself at the same time.
Sometimes I donāt care what people say about my works.
Itās a record of how I see the world.
Sometimes, I long for someone to see through my art.
I only want to mean something to a special personās heart.
I laugh a lot, and prank even more.
I cherish tiny happiness in the world.
Like the hot air on a cup of coffee on a rainy day;
Or couples hug and kiss at the airport.
I have a pessimistic mind but an optimistic heart.
I love and hate humans at the same time.
Their motives and behaviours confused me a lot.
They canāt understand my intuition either.
Sometimes, Iād rather stay away from the crowd
And keep people out.
I moved from China to New Zealand in my 20s.
Then left Auckland to London now to Lisbon at 30s.
Iāve travelled to four continents.
But there is no place I could call home.
Iām always being a Christmas orphan,
But never thought my loneliness was a misfortune.
Through content creation,
I found my roots and built relations.
I am still on the road.
I donāt know lifeās next episode.
I want to turn my existence into a poem.
I want my life to become an exquisite art.
Though the path is destined to be hard,
Through authenticity, I could find my path.
āDecember
I turned 33 this month and spent my birthday celebration with many lovely party animals. 33 is a magic number, and it means the sunrise period in
I Ching and known as the number of angels, symbolising creativity in western culture.
Here is my end-of-year wrapped up, and I wish you a Happy New Year!
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