Standing on a stone with a slight trace of civilization, I opened my arms, faced the setting sun and began to imagine.
Imagine the Great Wall winding like a giant dragon. Imagine the ancient people being buried under the Great Wall steps. Imagine someone whipping them and their cries. Imagine the wars fighting around the Wall. Imagine the blood shedding like a fl ood.
I felt lighter and lighter. The lightness sparked a miracle in me. I felt my body was slowly turning upside-down. I was emptying myself. A deep force dominated my mind. A lordly voice told me, Weep now or nevermore. I felt the sudden sweet release of my tears. Then a philosophical thought swept over me. No way to live an easy life, but there were many ways to have a better life. I would not follow the pace of others! Even if I was nothing but a body of problems, a lock without a key. Even if the body was skinned and the bones were crushed, I would make the best use of the only property I could truly have- a body of my own. For the only way to liberate myself was to open that body first. How? I must be an avant-gardist to cultivate the unsettled frontiers. To be avant-garde, I must make every inch of my body uncovered and study the very bareness of naked truth. The truth of the barefooted, the barehanded, the barelegged, the barefaced, the bareheaded, the barebacked, the bare-bottomed, the bare-breasted, the bare-boned and the bare soul. There was no time to be shy. I must be naked to embrace myself so as to embrace nature from the outskirts of this lonesome planet. Till an orgasm proceeded and my soul climaxed. Then, only then, I could be free. So free that I wasn’t afraid to be attacked by someone from behind. The utmost freedom inspired me to be mad, not to be frightened, even when I was to be raped and to be killed.