Like a ship needs a lighthouse to guide its journey, we are eager
for something to shed light on our own way to life , whether it is education, law, a norm, religion or what’s not . Yet, we are, still lost.
My inner feelings towards these works and processes maybe my self wrestle between solitude and loneliness. however, It’s an irony that what I am doing needs the help of light. Perhaps… after all… wisdom is really meaningless So let there be strawberry fields.