Living through others

So, the items we talked about just now, those souvenirs from San Francisco, what did you do with them? Throw them all away?

Before I left, I gave them many things away to other people. My books, I gave them to a few kids who like books. Many porn movies, I gave them to friends who like porn.

How many porn movies do you have?

4 to 5 thousand pieces.

Ha?!

Haha haha

You collected so many, did you watch them all?

How could I have watched them all, even 1% also cannot finish. Haha. I just bought them for fun. Haha

hehe

I felt that suddenly the society had become so free and open that even these kinds of things could be sold openly. I felt very happy and wanted to enjoy this freedom. So, I kept buying and buying, but they all just stacked up in the house. Later, the few friends who came and took the discs also became speechless. They said, "did you open a porn rental shop?" I said, "No, no. If you like them, you can take them. I don't watch them."

We all know the hardship you went through when you were a youth. Do you occasionally still think about it?

Yes. The impression was very deep. I still have nightmares now.

Which experience?

Like, just a few days ago, my wife suddenly woke me up from sleep and asked me why was I yelling strangely. I said "wolf, wolf bit my buttocks" haha.

You are pulling our legs. Why would there be a wolf biting your buttocks?

Initially I said "Something bit my buttocks". She said "You wish". I said "No, it's a wolf". Hahaha

Did you have this experience in your young days?

I have been surrounded by wolves before. So, when someone recommends me a novel about wolves, I read halfway and my blood boils. It portrays the wolves in a very good light. This person (the author) must not have been bitten by wolf. He/she doesn't know the degree of scariness of a wolf.

This was your encounter in you young days before you came to Hong Kong?

Yes, in Mongolia.

Why were you chased by wolves?

Not chased by wolves. It was when I was asleep at night. They locked me up in a small house. There was no one within the several li radius of the house. When night came, the wolves knew that there was a human inside. They call smell the scent.

So, there was a chance that they could surround and eat a child.

They surrounded the house and howled.

They didn't go inside.

They could not come in. I lit fire around the house. In the daytime, I collected a lot of firewood for lighting fire.

If not, they would have come in and bitten your buttocks?

Certainly. I'd have been eaten by them. Not even bone would be left. haha.

Have you seen the people we love who have passed away come back to visit?

No.

No, ah?

It's very strange. Me, Sam Mou and Gu Long, the three of us, have made a pact several times that whoever passed away first must come come back to break this barrier, to communicate with one another. The method we thought of to communicate with one another, beside seeing with our eyes, also included through dreams and other methods. Gu Long went first, no trace of him (coming back), followed by Sam Mou, also no trace of her.

In our heart, you were the first person who brought aliens to our world. Have you really seen aliens?

No, I've not seen any. Instead I've seen ghosts, but not aliens.

You have seen ghosts, but not aliens?

Haha. I have an explanation for ghosts. Ghosts are everywhere. Our surroundings here also have many ghosts. But your brain doesn't have the function, so, you can't see them. It's like, you don't have a TV, so, you can't watch TV shows, but the TV shows are still airing (Note: he meant that the frequencies for the shows broadcasted by the TV stations are still around, but you don't have the receiver, i.e. the TV, to receive the wavelength.)

But, I remember you said once that God and Buddha are also aliens.

Even now I still think so. Even if they are not aliens, they are still a kind of force we couldn't understand, a kind of existence. You believe it, the more you believe it, the easier you can sense the existence of this force. I believe it has to do with the energy our brain sends out. When you believe it, your brain's energy will emit a frequency that is easier to receive by this force. When you pray and God hears it, it's this principle.

Throughout her education she had conflicts with her teachers, including an incident in which she said she wanted to be a garbage collector when she grew up, which her teacher said was unacceptable.

gah what is this it is so depressing :(

It's from an interview with this guy

the girl who wanted to be a garbage collector was one of his writing pals that he made the pact with about making contact with after death

The aliens other than them (God and Buddha), eh, can they (other aliens) control and use our body?

I don't know. Recently, a friend even scolded me. He said "You shouldn't be so self-satisfied. You wrote so many novels, but it's not you who wrote those." I said "If not me who wrote them, who wrote them?" He said "There is a certain force that invaded your brain, and controlled your hand to write them". I thought about it and felt that there really was some sense to his word. Why can I suddenly not write anymore? It must be that force has left.

You mean the alien left.

Yes. When I re-read the novels I wrote in yesteryears now, I feel that they are so good.

Hehehe

Another possibility is past-life memories. (this is the part where he pointed his index finger upward)

Why?

For example, the are some phenomena you cannot explain. The was a musician called Mozart. He could compose songs at the age of 4. It's impossible that you can have this ability at the age of 4. Even if you started learning at the age of 2, you still wouldn't master it at the age of 4.

So, he was already composing songs in his past life?

I think in his past life, he of course, has studied in music. Or even his past-past life, or past-past-past life.

They (the music knowledge) were accumulated experience.

And, suddenly, those past life memories resurfaced in his brain in this life. All religions teach us that our life on Earth is short. We cannot attach too much importance to it. You must view it lightly, because you still have the next life, the next stage of life. Don't see it so intensely. But, the current people now don't understand this at all. They attached great important to this life and dispute over small matters. Educated people are like this, non-educated people are also like this. Dispute over small and big matters. What's the point? Life is so short.

it is less depressing now that i know he is a succesful author and not a homeless autistic dude.

good. i didn't think it was depressing; more funny.

This guy wrote Shaw movies? Awesome!

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