3 years on from the NSL.
Remembering the day a third of the stars in the sky were taken away.
Fuck the NSL
3 years ago I woke up and saw some of my friends & allies in Hong Kong had gone dark. Over the course of the next couple of days more locked or deleted. Groups & orgs also started disbanding.
Fuck the NSL
The gaps in threads, the replies to nothing… The “this account no longer exists” are the echo’s of their voices that spoke up so loudly for their freedoms & rights.
Fuck the NSL
And as recently as a few days ago more went dark as another was arrested for social media posts. The risks still being real.
Fuck the NSL
They maybe now silent but neither gone nor forgotten. I pray that they are all okay & that one day I will hear from them again.
Fuck the NSL I miss my friends.
And many are still speaking out, many are still talking about what is going on, in Hong Kong and overseas still trying to push back, still keeping little flames & embers alive… raise up their voices.
光復香港，時代革命
Postscript.
Back then I didn’t know anything. I wasn’t particularly active online or offline (not knowing how to use my voice or help at all), I never saw myself as an “activist”, still don’t really (still a random off the internet) but that time changed me. It made me determined to do what I could for my friends & allies… it’s not much & never will be enough, for that I’m sorry.
Thank you to those that have taught me so much.
