I tried to note the period I lived in, putting aside the gravity of its conditions, sometimes daily, sometimes weekly, sometimes monthly.
There were times when I had to write my writings on cigarette papers because I could not find paper.
According to the situation, time and opportunity, I secretly took the writings I wrote out with my visitors.
The point I paid the most attention to in writing down the events I experienced and in putting the memories in their place was; it was my use of the filter of mind, heart and conscience more carefully.
Writing and consigning it to history is a wonderful invention of humanity.
This wonderful invention is an immortal and unquenchable light that illuminates the future of humanity.
The duty of humanity is to ensure that this wonderful light increases and to carefully leave the essence of truth in the bosom of the future.
In this book I wrote with the understanding that words fly away but writings remain. Show More