Everything I Was I Carry With Me,

In 1989, I Was On Tiananmen Square With The Students, Living In Their Makeshift Tents And Joining Their Jubilant Singing Of The Internationale. In The Two Decades Since, Each Time That I Have Gone Back, Visions From Those Days Seem To Return With Increasing Persistence.

I Will Not Let A Political Party Tell Me How To Live, When To Die Or What To Believe In. Our Souls Are Linked To The Universe, But We Can Never See Heaven, Because Our Flesh Ties Us To The Earth And The People Around Us. But When The People Around You Have Lost Their Will To Be Free, Then Earth Becomes A Hell.

I Meant That The Chinese People Are Not Aware Of Their Own Entrapment. They Believe They Live In A Free Society, But Don't Realize How Much They Are Being Monitored And Controlled, How Much The Information They Receive Is Restricted And Warped, Until They Step Out Of Line, That Is, And Feel The Heavy Hand Of The State Fall On Them.

Red Dust Was About The Late 1980s; It Was A Time Of Burgeoning Hopes And Opening Up And People Searching For New Ways.

Only When You Are Aware Of The Uniqueness Of Everyones Individual Body Will You Begin To Have A Sense Of Your Own Self-worth.