Three More Executions in China

Three more are to be executed in China.

Every morning, on the chimney, herring gulls (Larus argentatus) sit there and make loud calls. The air is fresh, and the spring is here. The houses looking shiny on a clear day, and softer in cloudy days. In rain, beyond the mist, behind the tree branches, the houses loom in the gray. On the tree branches, the birds were singing in their full voices. The maple seeds germinate, and now cotyledons emerge. The sound of water from the river running nearby, the sound of ocean, the horns of ships and the people are easy going -- some of them are, fit, in nice clothes, looking out for fun. Temptations, shopping, beaches, foods, eating out, gorgeous boats, physical exercises, most of all, the air of freedom. The beauty of, the scenery, simply the shapes of rocks, granite and marble, the sky and the sunshine. In good weather, people are running up and down the street, bicycles, motorbikes, spring is here.

C. S. Lewis depicted death as the mirrored land of ours just beyond there where you do not feel thirsty nor hungry, the light just fill you up with such forces and you are overwhelmed.

All the items here, created by individuals, wills of people, houses so much like mansions or castles, in every room and looking into every window, the furniture, created and put there not for other reasons but for human use, for aesthetic pleasure. The beauty of it, the wealth, ever so freely and in confidence in their systems, the sheer wills of people, magnificent.



The fact that they restrained the voices for their own sake and for the sake of China-Japan relations, and the stifled voices of people, showing such a lack of if not nationalistic but humanitarian concerns, together with their concerns, already been proved in UK prisoner's case, and Mr. Akano was executed on 6th.



Beauty never is a new creation. It is based upon the notion that the people already have. However the creators certainly do not question of the reason why it appeals to them, the inspiration that they get out from an object is from the distant memory of their life back in Victorian days. The granite look solid just because we stand on it. The chairs are in this shape because they have had this design ever since.

The way they stifle the conscience of people, the voice of indignant people over the deaths of people so unfairly -- started out with death to criminals calls, do not care statements, ends with threats to kill Chinese criminals -- lacking in what I have long believed in, I must have deceived for a long time. The polls -- so unexpected. The regime change -- the leadership, is that important. They could shut off eyes from executions or casualties -- all words have context, all incidents have context, the context is what the creation of whoever up there, the leadership.

The lights reflect on the silverware, the huge table, quiet evening and such a time that I have. The arms reduction treaty, the changing world, the talk between the US and Russian Presidents, the treaty and the protocol, the treaty -- that is their work, for every step that they take, sure sign of progress, traces of negotiations in each line, the signing of them -- and they do not talk about nuclear weapons, only a photo of mushroom clouds -- not the victims, charcoaled faces of them, what the radiation did to them.