A moment ago I read attorney Gao's hunger strike diary on the Epoch Times website. I still can't believe that I am fasting to support attorney Gao at the same time he is conducting his hunger strike. It is more interesting that we share our choice of location – our offices. This doubles my sense of honour.
Maybe people who haven't lived in mainland China cannot really understand why, in today's society, there are so many people willing to risk their bodies to strive for their basic rights and basic human dignity. It is truly a tragedy of this time! It is more regrettable that this is the brutal reality that Chinese people have to painfully face.
When reading the news that some of his assistants and friends were missing, presumably having been abducted one after the other by the evil public security officials in Beijing, attorney Gao wrote, "The huge office is so quiet. A lonely life is isolated in the room, hunger striking to express his personal indignation and protest to a boundlessly cruel national machine." What a solemn and desolate scene!
In parallel, in a similarly sized office, in a similar silence, there is a similar lonely life hunger striking to make a similar protest and to express his support and respect to fellow hunger strikers.
However, I don't want to say anything to this "boundlessly ice-cold national machine", not even words of indignation or protest. People's words are for people to listen. In my eyes, the current regime is just a pile of garbage to be cleaned out of China's house. How can a person express his indignation and protest to a pile of garbage? I would feel I had mental problem if I did that.
I know very clearly that what the machines of tyranny controlled by the evil party of hooligans can do. It is afraid of hunger strikes. It is afraid of the world knowing that Chinese citizens are fasting to fight with it. What it will do is to find various excuses, even "fabricated" ones, causing these people to disappear from the scene. Even people who stay at home and don't eat food to fight the tyranny face being arrested in the name of "disturbing public security." What the evil party is afraid of is the fact that people are openly defying the evil regime in broad daylight. As more and more people realize that they too can openly defy the regime, what future exists for the evil party? I will therefore applaud such a rising tide and I will definitely support it with my practical action, even though the action starves my body.
After seeing the new tactic of hunger strike publicized on the 19th of February by attorney Gao, I feel this is the right approach. Why did we arrange a relay name list for the whole year? It can be arranged for anyone to join it. Giving voice at the very first moment to inside and outside of China will make the change. I don't think massive numbers are necessary to make an impact. Even ten percent of the people can still make an impact through action, opposing persecution, spurning the evil party and participating in a campaign of rights. The evil party will be sent to hell in minutes. I feel all Chinese citizens can join the hunger strike voluntarily; whoever has the enthusiasm can help to coordinate. Do today's Chinese people, those who clearly see what the evil party is, yet need to be organized? Of course, coordination is still necessary.
Until now, not that many people have registered for the hunger strike. Perhaps now the CCP's secret agents who censor sensitive information on the Internet are really being kept busy. Maybe the diary of my experiences during the hunger strike will be carefully examined to try to guess who I am and where I live and to perhaps hatch a plot to "catch" me. But I will never give them any chance to do so. It is not that I am afraid of anything. I have never feared going on a hunger strike in Tiananmen Square or Zhongnanhai. It's a pity that only a few citizens can see me if I sit in these places where perhaps plain-clothed policemen outnumber passers-by. Much less than people thought, I can be only allowed to sit there for just a few minutes. Even if people happen to see me, they will not understand why I sit in there. Thus it's better for me to sit outside supermarkets or shopping malls where I can distribute to shoppers' carts hundreds or even thousands of copies of The Epoch Times' Special Reports on the Hunger Strike to Oppress Persecution and Defend Human Rights. In this way, I can enable more people to understand that so many people are participating in a hunger strike in their efforts to defend human rights. It sounds wonderful, right?
So far I haven't mentioned the process of my hunger strike. Let me talk about it. On the evening of February 17, I officially started my hunger strike based on my plan made days earlier. The calendar on my cell phone punctually reminded me of my starting point. On the whole morning of February 18, I had been busy with my work. On that afternoon I felt a little weak, with my brain feeling the lack of oxygen, and my eyes getting so painful that they refused to read the words on the computer screen. Up until that evening, I hadn't had a drop of water for 24 hours straight. But, my belly seemed not to make any vehement protest. I guessed it might be too short of any energy to even make a protesting sound. Recently I have been living on a pretty tight budget; I have fed on instant noodles for half a year. My skinny figure raises no envy from those who always declare their determination to lose weight. At about 1:00 a.m., I took a rest on the office "bench." (No bed! Well, I pulled together four benches.)
On the morning of February 19, I felt unable to rise due to my dizziness. Not until 10 a.m. was I wide awake. After I rose, my mouth was dry. Using a CD as a mirror, I saw my lips covered with a layer of white, thick skin. My throat was dry, containing very little saliva. I had no choice but to drink two or three mouthfuls of water. In the afternoon I was feeling much better, except that my arms and legs were ice-cold. But my head was unusually clear, and I was feeling more energetic than the first day. The uncomfortable feeling in my mouth was gone, with a normal amount of saliva. But whenever I raised myself suddenly, I felt in a daze, seeing stars and numerous white and shiny small circles turning around. I spent the whole afternoon surfing the Web, reading the articles published on The Epoch Times .
Very soon my 48-hour hunger strike period came to an end. Not until then did I find that I hadn't even started with my hunger strike diary. I resolved to start the diary. Time flew by while I wrote my diary entries. Over an hour passed before I looked at my watch and I realized that I had extended my hunger strike to 49 hours, having drunk only half a cup of water. I had in fact been very peaceful during the fasting process. Basically I had felt no desire for eating or drinking. Up until now, I still feel no such a desire. At present my body is still in a healthy state. Rising up, I jump twice into the air, my body quite relaxed. It seems that I could easily go on with the hunger strike. But I don't have to strain my system. Don't overdo it. Let me call it the end of my hunger strike.
After finishing the article, I will then have something to eat and drink. Ha, basically I feel content with my performance.
Then, I have to remind everyone that the most important thing is to encourage more Chinese people to defect from the evil Party. This is the most effective and best way to dissolve "the ubiquitous and cold state mechanism," and to return civil rights to the citizens. The Nine Commentaries is our best weapon to do this.
Finally, I extend my gratitude to those who participated in the hunger strike in protest of the persecution on February 18 and 19, and also my sincerity to those fellows and friends who participated in the activity!
In Guangdong Province, China, 9:30 p.m., Feb. 19, 2006
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