It's a war, and it's ON!

I thought I had run out of energy and enthusiasm for theatre and education,

as all the turmoil and tasks grow like wild thistles and thorns hectare by hectare beyond my imagination.

I dreamed to plow the land, and make it exuberant…

But not till I had my feet deep in the dirt and the mud

did I realize that fertile land of my dream

is only the size of a backyard in Reality.

The land of reality is far more extensive and wretched than I thought.

I see hunger, I see abuse, I see naivete, I see indulgence…

With all the mistreats and needs in the name of theatre art among institutions,

I only have 1 brain, 2 hands and 24 hours a day till God knows when to make some change—I grew tired, exhausted, and full of grudges.

Just when I feel my passion and my sense of responsibility start to burn out,
I got a punch from another reality — the theatre in Taiwan.

All the wrongs I tried to amend in school are still the norm out there.

People don't know how to work with actors, don't know how to approach the art, though they mean no harm, ignorance, is still abusing the system.

It disgusts me so much that I realize I cannot quit!

No matter how laughable the size of adjustment I can make, I shall keep on!

Not for any idealistic faith any more, but fight for a bloody good cause!

It's a war, and it's on!