Bright
Quang, he's coming to the United
States of America on November 22, 1993, or
Humanity Operation of the United Nations (H.O. /20.) And then, he has graduated
with Bachelor Degree in Art form California
States University
in 2003 and earned Nonprofit Management Certificate in 2012. He is self
employee for bronze casting, painting portrait and writing books, but he does
not apply to work in any companies or government. Because he was prisoner of
conscience of War Power of the United States of America, he has thought that
his imprisoned benefit insurance, which is betrayed by the America policy, or
he is victim of a modern slavery, or human trafficking of the government of the
United States of America, he has come to the United States of America in order
to struggle for his humanism. He would not care to earn good money as like
others Southern servicemen when they came to the United States of America in order
to earn good money. For he would think about his properties, which were build
up in Vietnam
before April 30 1975 by his own without corrupt. Those were sold off to
communism by the government of the United States of America - and
then, he has been trying to cast his ideology in to the book and artworks,
which will be living for the long run. As he thought that life lifts him as a
wave, a leaf, and cloud when he falls upon the thorns of life. When wealth is
lost, nothing is yet lost. When health is lost, something is lost. But when
energy is lost, all is lost. And therefore, he tries to keep his strong energy
in order to conquer his goals during he always exercises for two hours per day
when he eats with vegetables.
Everyday
he is chanting and reciting the Buddha, he thinks about the past in what did he
have done for the good or the bad if the good things, he would be developing it
if the bad was more than the good, he should conquer in his goals, avoid the
barbarous things and not violate to crimes and to law. Because his humanism
looks like a seed orange, he has eaten an orange fruit when he has kept in an
orange seed. He would plant an orange tree, so his offspring will have as much
as orange fruits. If he has thrown orange seeds, he will not have any orange
trees. After that, he should sculpt a statue and then, he paints an subject
before going to bed and writes some of paragraphs. Some years have been done,
he will perfectly have the book. He has a dream to will leave his ideology to
his future offspring that what will they
think about their grandfather and grandmother to do what did in the past.
Perhaps, his offspring shall think of him do the things, which looked like the
marks legs went on the rock, but not on the sand.
His
opinion has thought that he was prisoner of conscience of the Vietnam War after
the United States of America’s
soldiers cut and run out of the Vietnam
battlefield in April 30, 1975. The American strategists of the United States of America have left him and his
friendships on the battlefield without pity of the heart of the United States
policy. Because according to the International Law of War, the super emperors
of invaders have left their allied soldiers on the battlefields; and fore
example, the Article 38 of the Charter of the International Court of Justice;
Geneva Convention qualified to the Treatment of Prisoners of War, Title 75
U.N.T.S. 135, entered into force Oct. 21, 1950, the International Law of War
has declared, and, Articles 2, 4, 5 & 6, in addition, the United States of
America has approved this is Geneva Convention, but the United States of
America has seemed discrimination to the Southern soldiers in order to run
crimes of the Vietnam War. A prism of Bright Quang is without having colorful
because his subjects of experiences are not to have any shame, fearlessness,
and tiresome ‒ fairness, courage, justice, trust and
beloved-human beings ‒ estimate-one's self. He cannot make
enslave for his mother - country because it has used his body in order to play
war game. His struggles fights for the Justice, human dignity and human rights
without have any animosity when he has had to bury the hatchet under deep
ground.