Willing to Die For Each Other

Pyramus and Thisbe were neighbors and were in love, but their parents didn’t permit them to see each other anymore. There was a tiny fissure on the wall that connected their houses; they used it to tell each other everything.

(painting info: “Thisbe” (1909), by John William Waterhouse)

Then one day, Pyramus proposed that they escaped the town together. He said, at the fissue, “We can’t do this anymore! You know the white mulberry tree by the stream? Let’s meet there and leave the town.”

It was basically disobeying their parents’ order, but the young lovers didn’t care. To them, love was everything.

Passing the whole day is like passing a whole year, but finally the Sun had set. Thisbe, veiled and cloaked, slipped out from the door of her house and ran toward the direction of the mulberry tree. Just when she was about to settle down, a lion appeared; apparently it wanted to drink water at the stream.

Thisbe was afraid; nevertheless, she ran soundlessly into a cave nearby. But she dropped her cloak along the way. After a while, the lion came; it saw the cloack, and it teared the cloak with its bloody teeth. When it didn’t find food, it left.

Pyramus arrived a while later, only to find the torn, bloody cloak. Tears streamed down his cheeks. He blamed himself for proposing the escape; it was because of him that Thisbe died. Thus, he took out his sword and cried, “Let every lion on this mountain eat me until I’m guiltiless!”

He walked toward the white mulberry tree and said, “Accept my blood.” And Pyramus inserted the sword into his chest. His blood seeped into the soil and was absorbed by the tree, and in turn it made the white berries purple.

At this moment, Thisbe walked out from the cave. She saw the tree from faraway, but she didn’t understand why the fruits had changed color until she saw Pyramus and his sword. In great sorrow, Thisbe sobbed, “Pyramus, please wake up. I’m Thisbe, Pyramus.”

(painting info: “Pyramus and Thisbe” (1795), by Andreas Nesselthaler)

At Thisbe’s name, Pyramus opened his eyes one last time to look at his beloved, and he closed his eyes forever.

Thisbe held up Pyramus’s sword, saying, “Death has taken you away from me, but he shall not separate us, because we shall lie in one tomb. Dear tree, your branches and trunk are filled with the blood of one of us, but now you will receive the blood of the second one. We will be remembered this way.”

When she had finished, Thisbe fell onto the sword tip. The gods heard her prayer. The parents of both Pyramus and Thisbe heard it too and mixed the ashes of Pyramus and Thisbe. The fruits of the mulberry tree turned to rose color, in order to symbolize the dead lovers.

Something we learn from this story?—that’s why the mulberry fruits we see these days are in a rosy color.

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My Film’s Trailer is Out!

My film is all about flipping over the “traditional” view on gays.

(roll down to watch trailer if you don’t want to see my babbling)

One day, the co-director of this film, Paul, came and asked if I was interested in doing the Kinsey scale test, which measures how “gay” or “straight” I was. Naturally, both of us got “equally homosexual and heterosexual”—which basically says we are bisexual.

This test could be inaccurate, of course, but while my friends did the test, I noticed that more than half of them denied they were attracted to their own sex and were somewhat repulsed by the idea.

I can imagine. My own parents never ever talked to me about sexual orientation and stuff. Once my mom and I went shopping, and my mom commented on a celebrity who didn’t look manly, saying that he looked like a gay. I argued with her, not because I liked the celebrity, but because my mom was holding some serious stereotypes of gays.

Plus, I didn’t like the way she said the word “gay”; as if it was an embarrassing topic or something.

I don’t like homophobia. I don’t like traditional values (my mom isn’t traditional but hey, everyone has an opinion).

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When I see the one I love with her, I am overcome with waves that crush me with their incompatible force. The sky falls down on me and I am compressed deep into the ground, unable to get up again to face the world and everything and him.

I want so much to scream at him, to scream out what I have on mind: “Leave her. Leave her. Leave her.”

I want so much to chant in his ears, to chide him with what he has done: “How is she better?”

But I am restrained like a horse tethered in reins, because I am not his lover and so I am not empowered to condemn him.

Oh what have I done to deserve this? To see my loved one fly away with his loved one on their fragile wings—what worse punishments are there on the world?

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Today I want to share with you a terrible news:

A national committee in China just identified homosexuality as one of the un-normal sexual acts.

What can I say? I am a supporter for LGBTQ in my community. I have seen people suffer in my school because of who they are. But I have seen more and more people rising up to proudly say that they are LGBTQ. I have seen a more democratic China. I am even hoping that in the near future, China would make same-sex marriage legitimate.

But that dream seemed to be crushed when hundreds of online articles reported the sad news. And this isn’t the worst part. The worst is that, when these articles stood up for LGBTQ and condemned the statement, they are wiped off the internet.

The ironic part is, when we tried to speak up for freedom, our own “freedom-seeking” leaders suppressed us so that we could not be heard. Why? Because apparently, this committee don’t want anyone in the society to think that homosexuality is a normal.

No religious beliefs are involved in this. What is this kind of society, then? Oh, I think I just remember something that happened seventy years ago!


No offense, but whoever that said the second sentence in this blog page is probably ancient.

A few decades ago, China officially decriminalized homosexuality and removed it from the list of “mental illness”. And now an unofficial committee wants to do WHAT?

From a logical point of view, there’s a fallacy called the naturalistic fallacy, which states that “what is natural is right“. But psychologists say that humans can disobey this “natural”; we can disobey what our genes designed us to do.

If some people call heterosexuality as natural and so it is right, they are actually making a naturalistic fallacy. And as we humans can disobey what is “natural”, we can disobey the “rule” that we must be heterosexual, which means we can be homosexual.

We are all humans, aren’t we?


I did some community service in a faraway place in China. Apart from bringing a different kind of learning environment to the poor kids, our team also donated books. The school didn’t have a “library” because there wasn’t enough land for even a small library; the bookshelves were cramped together in the multifunctional room.


The school had enough bookshelves but there weren’t enough books to fill them. Our main sources of books were the children’s books at my and my friends’ place. Considering that we no longer read science-facts books or magazines, we packed all of them and shipped to the school.

The books they had owned were not for all age groups and there wasn’t a large variety of reading material. We brought in magazines for all age, some dictionaries, and some literature.


We spent a whole morning sorting out the books and putting them in order in bookshelves. The place was beginning to look like a library.

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