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Technology has added infinite possibilities to our future. When I was a child, I didn't understand why human finally return to the earth when I watched WALLE. But now I rethink the relationship between human and technology, human and nature, also human and human.

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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Into My Arms

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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Into My Arms

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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Into My Arms (4K Official Video)

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I wish I could live in my body, because home is like a body to me. Both soft and hard, it extends infinitely and built the whole world for me. Here, I stretch time forever, hoping to reconcile the past with the future. Finally, I buried it in the ground and let it germinate here. Here is my home, the forest where I exist.

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My home is a black single-sided-mirror embedded in the space of a totally transparent window.

I suppose it is a contradictory and mixed condition  between the eager of discovering the outside and the subconscious of persisting the inward.

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When I think about my home, the first question that appears in my mind is what is the purpose of people’s life?

Some of the people work for a stable house their whole life. What can a house bring us?

A place, a happiness, or a symbol.

I think some day, I also need to face the truth and the reality. I don’t know how I will do in the future, but I know I will adapt to the development of society like everyone else and have no choice.

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My appearance of home will be a place where everything is not so delicate.  It will be high on the ground but not too hard to find.  Guests who like this place can come over to have a secret meeting or a tea party.

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I really like building blocks when I was a kid.
I used them to create different places and imaged what it's like to live here.

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I really need a tidy space to accommodate my actual self which is chaotic and fickle.

A clean or even cold environment will make me calm and comfortable.

An overly bright and cheerful atmosphere can also make me more chaotic.

So the decoration-home for me, may be more like a concise silver ring that I will wear all the time.

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This is a Heaven of self-talking, a graveyard for deception.

There is only truth and nonsense——the truth is also nonsense and all the nonsense are from my heart.

This is not the place that can save me from this age, the only one who can save me is me.

But I believe the absence of hope here has made the place where salvation can happen.

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I hope my house is mysterious

Something wonderful under the black cloth of a magician

But I also hope that my house can be understood by others

Like a layer of tulle covering it

It makes people feel hazy