Lim Peh Ka Li Kong

In a pitch
black forest, you feel lost and without a sense of direction.
You try to grapple with your flailing hands, hoping to grab onto something that
can give you a false sense of relief that untold miseries are delayed. You feel
a fleeting joy, you tell yourself that the darkness is here so that you can see
the light. Suddenly, like an unexpected kiss that invokes protuberant euphoria,
you catch, in the corner of your eye, a flash that illuminates the entire
labyrinth. In this moment, everything makes sense.