Blogsome is blocked in China
I dropped my secret sadness into the silence of lonely places, where its very modern quality detached itself and grew objective, so that as I sat in a sun-warmed angle on a summer’s day, I could almost smile at it and think of its unjustness. Unjust it was, in the large Chinese record, and my haunting sense of the continuity of the human lot easily carried me from the less to the greater. Oh! Under this communist flag, I don’t even have a chance to have a free speech! Where are my human rights??
I sat in my corner, so motionless, so passive, simply with the sense of being carried, so detached from hope and freedom…
…Block my website! Block me! But you cannot block my free spirit!!
