想睡, 昏睡。
陳逸飛去世了，聽說，是因勞累過度。想起來風量子前一段的提醒和王小波的死因。
精神需要信念（beliefs）。

我的信念審視我的靈魂，審視我這些年的生活。

我的信念在我的學術中，
在我blog的文字裏,在所有的詩篇裏穿梭著,偶爾迷茫著,懷疑著,如一個纖夫在行進。

我手持筆杆，順著海岸線，一路行吟。

飄洋過海的墨跡，做陪伴我的人。。。。。。

我突然感到有些累了，不想再寫了，隻想飽飽得睡下去。我是不是有些沉淪。
I feel like sleepy, dropping my body and soul in the faint slumber,
In a long sleep.

Chen yifei has passed away.

Heavy-work is perceived as a dominant contributor to his death, a similar pattern
emerged for another distinguished Chinese scholar, reminded by a
softening warming from a friend.

Belief is my Spirit. My belief examines my soul, reviewing my life in the past.My
belief travels along my academic project, my blog’s words, throughout my
whole poems. My pen sprawls along coastline from my hand, floating and swaying.
The Ink crossed the sea holds the memory and the life as my Permanent drift
mate.

The rolling ink accompanies my rolling life.

Suddenly I feel weary, then ‘Stop and Rest’ just come to me.
Words come no more to me, hush on the further side.

Hush, my baby, it’s time to sleep…