Explore the heart

Imagine a large empty room. The walls are white and featureless. There is a wooden writing desk in the middle of this room, and on this desk you can see a few reams of writing paper, a ruler, and a black fountain pen.A man is seated in front of this desk. His name is not Edmund. He does not remember his name. He does not even know how he came to be in this room. There are no doors, no windows. A feeding tube protrudes from one wall. A squatting toilet has been placed on the opposite wall. The room is otherwise completely empty.What would you do if you were the man in front of the desk? Would you look through the desk drawers? Would you smash the toilet with the desk? Try to escape through it? Search the walls for weak spots? Break the feeding tube? Or would you sit down and start to write or draw, as the unknown intelligence who placed you in the room has clearly intended for you to do? How long would you resist doing so? What would you do if you were a woman?And, assuming that all attempts to escape were futile, what would you write? What would you draw?The answer, I think, may be the beginning of a very interesting journey.Shall we think about it?

(Extracted from Lim Kee Min, the Author of "The Broad Thighs of Justice [Lite]" For more information of my favourite Blog writer or to read his blog, find and click the link under my Young Adults category)

Hmm... I think that is going to make me very annoyed, especially I am that kind that can't settle down myself, I'm too active. If I can't escape then I'll write a physical blog, write some songs, direct a movie or maybe a drama for myself? Or maybe I'll presume that I am a somekind of undercover who was captured by some bad guys with high tech stuffs, maybe nuclear warheads, maybe somekind of new drugs, they erased the memories in my brain using those high tech stuffs... "My girl is waiting for me out there! I gotto get out of here!" Sounds familiar... Hollywood or those Hong Kong movies...