During a super typhoon night, howling winds snapped the power lines, and the room plunged into instant darkness. Amidst the pitch black, the only thing I saw was a tiny point of light.
Looking closer, it turned out to be an incense coil on the Buddhist altar—long-lasting, slow, as if simply following inherent rules within its own world, quietly burning away.
Reflecting on it, I seemed just like that small point of light, so minuscule as to be almost devoid of existence.
Recently, this point of light has been promoting lectures and courses in Taiwan such as "How to Feel," "Guided Drawing," and "Deducing Future AI Life with Simple Logic," while also continuously conducting text creation such as "Correct" and "Natural Human Perception Skills."
He has also wasted much writing time on money and trivial life chores; yet, in this literary twilight, to still be able to write something down is already a kind of fortune.
Talks & Courses-Lectures and courses shared by Sin Bay
With so many speakers, why choose Sin Bay?
Sharing ideas increasingly resembles blade after blade of grass in a giant park.
Long grass is annoying, repellent, even treated as an anomaly and swept away.
Short grass lets people step on it, lie down, and use it as a cushion for joyful moments.
Sin Bay merely wants to be that inconspicuous blade of grass on the edge.
Inviting him to share has become a high-stakes gamble on whether to walk away.
This gamble never calculates how much you have wagered,
but rather what you ultimately lose when you decide to step away.
Once you enter, there is an estimated 95% chance
you will only enjoy an idea you perceive as simple and mediocre.
Yet by walking away, you might miss a 5% opportunity—
that kind of crucial speech which, though unremarkable at first hearing,
proves profound enough to shake your life afterward.
Fortunately, the moment you catch sight of him and immediately turn around to leave,
you will never know whether you were that unlucky 5%.
Series-Creations currently underway by Sin Bay
What future humans might think of Sin Bay's creations
Once upon a time, a humble creator
squatted in a messy, cramped room, salaciously fantasizing.
Might there be some day in the future
when non-natural and natural humans, through countless hardships, finally lay eyes upon this bibliography.
They would feel deep regret and sorrow, shedding tears of mixed relief, sighing in disappointment, yet ultimately unable to resist smiling knowingly from the bottom of their hearts.
"Such an important book, yet ignored and left to rot in the dirt."
"Humanity back then was actually so impoverished they couldn't even spare a little money to fund a creator to keep writing."
"No!"
"How could the heavens possibly let go of such an absurd, ridiculous, yet generation-spanning piece of black humor?"