逗 號

If one possesses the imagination, he sees how life is shaped by the interplay of society, biography, and history.  And if he is lucky, and lucky enough, he shall also see how one’s footstep becomes others’ pathmarks.  That is subtle, yet vibrant; obscure, yet vivid.  It might therefore be safe to assume that, the spirit does not vanish, but reincarnates.  And in Trust and Reciprocity, man dwells poetically.  Fleeting and transient perhaps, every siren does compose a symphony.  And if capital is all about social relations, shall he not be thankful for what he has got along when every teardrop becomes a waterfall.