Why am I not dead? How will I die? Are babies like shunde born dead? Or like wu yili died on the concert stage? Are the lowest workers like jadeite huating dying on the escalator? Or died in the nanjing massacre? With three types of cancer and just waiting for the heirs of the revolution to come and die? Or fly back to world war ii and die in the midst of the earth's shellfire? Is it like miller pulled the cable of the commuter bus and became disabled? Or was he born without legs or feet and disabled? Like a fireman dying in a deflagration siege? Or died in the karamay fire? Did cavemen who died in ancient times become fossils? Or dead ancient bodies reduced to a mystery? Was it the death of an Ethiopian plane crash? Or the way MH370 disappeared? Am I dying because I am being squeezed by circumstances? The first home gas squeeze soul, is weng meiling calling me? The second time I squeezed my soul in the pool, was it some old gentleman who predicted me? For the third time, the noise above my head squeezed my soul, Are the victims of aerial nukes warning me?The fourth all-weather low-frequency noise squeezing the soul, MAO zedong's cultural revolution in the ghosts of the alarm? Iris chang's tears on top of her head? Are the wounds of the children in distress shedding tears? And I thought about this endless spectrum of low-frequency noise, Why do you have to work so hard to make wedding clothes for others? Why not die, sleep and die, the soul has been so squeezed out of the body, why not out of the body to look at this strange building, and then affectionate say goodbye, good night! Goodnight!!!
死亡的意愿和秘密
为什么我还没有死？我将会以什么样子的方式死亡?是像顺德的婴儿一出生就挂了？还是像巫漪丽死在音乐厅舞台上？是像翡翠华庭的最低等工人死在升降梯上？还是死在南京大屠杀中？是得了三种癌症硬挺着等待着革命继承者来到再死去?还是飞越回二战中死在地球的炮火连天的战场上？是像米勒拉了通勤车的电缆而残疾?还是天生就无腿无脚而残疾?是像消防员死在爆燃的围困圈中？还是死在克拉玛依大火中？是死在远古的山顶洞人成为化石?还是死了化为千古谜的古代尸体？是埃航空难的飞灰湮灭的死亡?还是MH370无影无踪的方法？我要死莫非是被环境所挤压？第一次家中煤气挤压灵魂，是翁美玲在召唤我吗？第二次游泳池中挤压灵魂两次，是某位老先生在预言我吗？第三次家中头顶噪音挤压灵魂，是空中核弹受难者在警示我吗？第四次全天候低频噪音挤压灵魂，是毛泽东文化大革命各冤魂在报警吗？张纯如在头顶上的泪滴吗？各个苦难孩子的伤痛在流泪吗？我想到这无休无止全方位的低频噪音，为什么还要这么辛辛苦苦为他人做嫁衣裳?何不一死了之，一睡而逝，灵魂已经如此被挤压出了身体，何不脱离身体看着这个诡异的楼房，然后深情的做个道别，晚安！goodnight!