YuHeng's blog

A very good day. I feel that I am here. I mean that I am here. Now. Something about that soothes me. To forge on. To penetrate the layers of meaning. One would say, it is to forget. But that’s not the case. It is to remember. It is to let go. To possess by means of letting go. One continues to remember, and one accumulates new forgetting. I don’t know what all of this means. At least not really. I sort of know but I don’t know. Today, I surrendered to the undertone of detachment that the substance and subsequence of my past permeates. For a moment, I felt free like a shadow… a street. A person.