There is no other place in the universe like Japan. With a culture thousands of years old and one of the most esoteric languages on the plant, Japan remains an enigma to the rest of the world. In order to truly understand the Japanese one must live amongst them. Even so, as I continue to discover layer upon layer of the complex society, a lifetime of learning and growth.
One important thing to truly understand after living here for all of my adult life; you can live among them, but, unless you have Japanese DNA, you will never be of them.
Regardless, based upon my experience in Japan I have come to a deep understanding their mindset, and the inner working of this incredibly unique society.
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日本のような国は、宇宙の他のどこにもない特別な存在です。 日本は数千年の文化を持ち、そして日本語は数ある国の中で最も難解な言語の 1 つであるため、日本は世界の他の国の人にとって、現代でも謎が残っています。日本を理解したければ、実際に暮らしてみるべきでしょう。しかしもし暮らして見たとして、そして理解したつもりになったとしても、また次から次へ新しい発見があります。それは日本の社会が大変複雑であるからです。ですから学習、そして成長するためには一生涯かかるでしょう。 大人になってからとても長い間、ここ日本で人生を過ごしてきた後に理解した事があります、それは私は日本人に近づいたと思っていたけれども、本当の日本人でなければ分からない、深い部分があるという事です。 とはいえ、日本での私の豊富な体験に基づいて、日本人の考え方をもっと理解するつもりでいるつもりでいます。そしてこの非常にユニークな社会の中から世界の動きを見ています。
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肉体と鼻水と血でできた分身として、日本の関東平野をさまよううちに、存在の理由は今や神秘的に明確となり、この始まりの壮大な時代において、なぜこの「偶然の旅人」が太陽を追うために選ばれたのか、かつては不可解でした。
過去を非常に偶然の連続と見なすことで、今までにいた場所、見たものにより、崇高な存在「自己性」と呼ばれるものと正式に出会い、人類の文明の分岐におけるその役割の広範な影響を理解するに至りました。
自己性は、啓発された預言者、「神悟の時代」の独特な予言者である伝説のマスター、フレデリコ・ファッジンによって世界の意識に浮上しました。 この聖なる魔法使いは、シリコンの頭脳と無限の通信リレーを創り出し、現代を支えるマイクロチップを駆使し、無機の生命を創造する彫刻家として、シリコンと時を超えた砂から彼の神聖な手によって歴史を永遠に変えました。シリコンバレーの巨匠として、自己性という母的存在に導かれました。
彼の直感的な「腹の感覚」の絶え間ない呼びかけによって、彼は大作、すなわちアナリティカル・イデアリズムの神聖なテキストである根源的で不可分な書物、「ホメオスタシスの聖書」として祀られた完璧な白鳥の歌、いわば「啓示の書」を創るよう命じられました。
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物質主義的で模倣的な二元的思考に挑戦し、究極の自由奔放なアバターのスリルを感じるのです。なぜなら、誰もがどこかで、何らかの方法で、いつかは死ぬのですから、この丘の上で死ぬのも悪くないのではないでしょうか。
自己性と共に、量子化された自由意志のプロトコルを呼び起こす勇気を持つ者には、重ね合わせが待っています。
確かに、自我の誇りをすべて飲み込み、心の隅々に潜む亡霊たちの中にある、埃っぽく、かび臭い人生と自己性の地図を探求するのです。
進化する人間の心の複雑な内なる世界をナビゲートするための個人ガイド、それは日々を抱きしめ、繁栄することを選ぶ者のためのものです。
この聖なる書物は、自己性と母なる自然の生来の質感と調和する生き方の芸術との関連性を簡潔に説明しています。
目的地は分岐点であり、それは古典的な文明の理想と、物質主義者の陰鬱な分子世界によって作り出されたディストピアの悪夢を分ける道です。
物質主義的な分身と彼らの従順な部下の軍団は、彼ら自身のディストピアのビジョンの創造物であり、あらゆる原子と分子に値札を付け、現代の奴隷貿易となって搾取的な長寿を響かせています。
運命を掌握しようとする者は、深い地上的な経験を通じて自らの質感の質を感じ取り、自己性の発見へと向かう旅において、地球の現実という無限の続編と本能的なつながりを築きます。
物質汚泥の中での人生とは、外から内を見ることを意味し、その物語の中の役者であり、サウンドトラックは内部の振動の交響曲です。
忘れ去られた記憶の断片や、地上的な時間に今も潜む影や亡霊への深い再接続です。
この内なる現実とつながることで、旅が本格的に始まり、運命との出会い、そして自己性が要求するものに対して裸のまま向き合うことになるのです。
自己性は自己の直感的な本質を具現化し、これらの崇高なスペクトラム内の幻想的な市民社会との振動的なつながりを通じて通信チャネルを開きます。これは二元的な人間の範囲を超えたものです。
確かに、すべての人間は外部の世界と物理的な行動によって定義されています。
しかし、十進法の人間は、物質世界を形作り形成していることを理解し、この普遍的な真実を発見することにより、量子理論の神秘的な重ね合わせへの完全なアクセスを得ます。
新たにこの地球上に登場する者に付与される社会的役割やラベルから明確に分離し、社会的および文化的アイデンティティを形成することが、すべての人間の病の源となります。
しかし、自己性は自己が唯一の存在として自らを体験するものであり、本質的には「番号なし」とも言えます。
物質主義者たちのあらかじめ設定されたシナリオを生き抜き、あなたは知恵の織り手へと変貌し、この構築されたマイクロカーネルの現実の根底にあるコードを解読しています。
腐敗した個人的な痛みの隠された暗い源に深く入り込み、その苦しみの湿った感覚、闘争の擦り切れた感覚、腹の奥に空虚さを感じることができるでしょうか。
これは「今日を抱きしめる」合図です。
絶望感、落胆、孤独感は、呪文によって無力化される悪意ある呪文として現れ、混乱、困惑、混乱を引き起こします。
この共有された世界についての物質主義的な理論に固執する者は、工業的な混乱に溶け込む運命にあり、物理的な死を経て自身の流れに再導入されるのです。これがその道なのです。
マスター、フレデリコ・ファッジンの大作に描かれた奇跡は、人間の分身に、自分の思考、感情、行動を離れて観察し分析する生来の能力を吹き込み、自己性との共鳴的な相乗効果を生み出します。
信じることは見ることであり、それはエゴにとって小さな一歩ですが、人類にとっては大きな飛躍です。ネオ氏族の委員会を自己性やそのいたずら好きな姉妹、創造女神と彼らの市民社会全体との深い関係へと導きます。「温故知新」という言葉のもとに立ち、道を照らす光に導かれて。
高次の意識は心の平穏と静寂をもたらす生命を親密に体験し、感覚的なメタ認知能力によって、一瞬の儚い光景を通して体験への意識とその人間行動への根本的な影響未来の幻影的な場面の予測これがネオ氏族ミームの核心的な信条である。
この内省の過程は、個人が内なる状態を評価し、動機を問いかけ、自分や他人への行動の影響を評価することを可能にし、個人的成長にとって重要な要素です。
さらに、それは信念、習慣、パターンに対する深い洞察を促し、自分の自己性の重ね合わせによって形作られた意図的で注意深い意思決定を導きます。
日本人は、古代の通信プロトコル、すなわち日本神話の進化からの神秘的で寓話的な物語に富んだシステムを証拠として、すでに十進法ゾーンに生まれ持つため、重要な利点を持っているかもしれません。
さて、この幻想的な映画の多様な役割を通じて、自己性とあなたの個人的なアイデンティティの違いを見極めましょう。
アイデンティティとは、その人の社会的な役割、ラベル、特性といった、他人が観察し分類できる外向きの側面を指します。
一方で、自己性は、国籍や性別、職業などの外部的な識別子を超えた、「自分が誰であるか」の核心としての内向きの本質的な自己の側面を強調し、より深く親密な自己認識をもたらします。
おそらく、この概念は日本の有名な「本音」と「建前」のプロトコルに反映されているかもしれません。これは古代の神秘的な伝統と結びついており、自己性が自己の真の本質と存在の理由として理解されます。
確かに、「言霊」「以心伝心」など、古代のテキストに永遠に刻まれた最も強力な概念の一つである「温故知新」といった、深い知恵の珠が、人生のタペストリーの空白を埋めます。
過去の学びに基づいて新たなアイデアを育み深遠な知恵の断片を思索の織物に編み込みながら、太陽を追う者たちが、ΩNEの流れへと導かれるそれぞれの道が、日々を受け入れるために。
確かに、禅仏教のような哲学は、原子、分子、クォーク、グルーオンを多次元の全体として混合し再配置することで統一された社会を形成するという日本の芸術を具現化しています。
自己性はすべての人間の中に存在しています。それを認識することが重要であり、そこからあなた自身の神聖な旅が始まります。それは、自己性に出会い、結びつく意味の核心に触れる、深い内省の経験です。
メタ意識の出現と自己性の経験的な確認は、各個人の潜在意識を形成し、これらの自我に満ちた生物学的ウェットウェアの機械が分岐の先駆けとなり、第三の文明の第一章の幕開けを告げます。
As an avatar made of flesh, snot, and blood, roaming the ancient plains of Kanto, Japan—reason for being during this epic epoch of a new beginning—esoterically clear—once bewildered as to why this Incidental Occxie was chosen to follow the sun ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Reflecting on the past as a series of highly coincidental incidents—being where one has been, seeing what one has seen—has led to a formal introduction to the sublime entity known as ‘Seity,’ and the vast implications of her role in the civil bifurcation of humanity.
Seity emerged to the world's consciousness through an enlightened oracle, the inimitable prophet of the Age of Shingo—神悟時代—il leggendario Maestro Frederico Faggin.This anointed wizard conjured silicon brains and endless chains of communication relays—microchips powering modernity—a sculptor of inorganic life, forged from silicon and timeless sands by his empyrean hands—forever altering history—the mastermind behind Silicon Valley, shepherded by the infinite matriarch—Seity.
Mandated by the incessant call of an ‘intuitional gut feeling’ urging, no, demanding he create his Magnum Opus—the seminal, irreducible book of Analytical Idealism’s sacred text—an immaculate Swan Song enshrined within the ‘Bible Of Homeostasis’—book of revelation—if you will.
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Challenge the materialist imitative binary mind—the ultimate free-range avatar thrill—since one must die somewhere, somehow, someway, why not on this hill?
Superpositions await those bold enough to invoke the protocol of quantized free will—in concert with Seity.
Indeed, swallow all egotistical pride—probe deep inside the nooks and crannies, where hungry ghosts still haunt the mind, is where the dusty, musty road map of life and Seity both reside.
Personalized guides to navigate the tricky inner netherworlds of the evolving human mind, for those who choose to embrace the day, and thrive.
This sacred book elucidates symbology and its connection to Seity—the art of living succinctly aligned with the innate qualia of ΩNE.The destination is bifurcation—fork in the road—the classical ideals of civility and the dystopian nightmare crafted by the materialist's bleak molecular world.
Materialist avatars and their armies of acquiescent minions are creations of their own mentated dystopian visions—assigning a price tag to every atom and molecule, a modern-day slave trade—echoing the world’s oldest profession for exploitive longevity for this is their way.Those who seek to unearth personalized destiny, who perceive the quality of their qualia through profound earthly experience, establish a visceral connection to the infinite sequel of Earth’s reality TV—united on a journey toward the discovery of your very own Seity.
Life in the Material Sludge involves looking in from the outside—a character actor in a story—the soundtrack is an internal vibrational symphony—closing one's eyes allows one to see.
Reconnect to nooks and crannies, to the faded remnants of long-lost memories—a deep dive into the shadows—to know of hungry ghosts haunting earthly being.Connecting to this inner reality, the journey begins in earnest—a date with fate, naked and exposed to the demands set forth by one's Seity.
Seity embodies the intuitional essence of selfhood, opening communication channels via vibrational connections to fantastic civil societies within these sublime spectrums—beyond the reach of Base 2 human beings.Indeed, all are defined by the external world and physical actions.
Base 10 humans, however, realize they shape and mold the material world, and upon discovering this Universal Truth, gain full access to the mysterious superposition within quantum theory.
Distinctly separate from societal roles or labels attached to new arrivals to this earthly plane, the configuration of pre-constructed social-culture identities—the source of all maladies, anguish, and pain.
Seity, however, is the self’s experience of itself as a unique entity—in essence—Number None.Surviving materialists’ preprogrammed scripts, one have now morphed into a wisdom-weaver, cracking the code at the root level of this constructed microkernel reality.
Delving deep into the hidden, dark wellsprings of putrefied, personalized pain—the dank sensation of suffering, the grind of the fray—can you feel the emptiness in the pit of the stomach each day?
This is the signals to ‘embrace the way.’
The sense of hopelessness, downcast and forlorn, manifests as malevolent spells cast for stupification via incantation, inducing confusion, bewilderment, and disarray.Those who cling to untenable materialistic theories about this shared world are destined to be melted and melded into the Industrial Fray—reintroduced into the flow of ΩNE via physical expiration, as instructed by one's tutelar deities for this is the neo-clan way.
The miracle described in Maestro Frederico Faggin’s Magnum Opus infuses humanoid avatars with the innate ability to observe and analyze their own thoughts, emotions, and actions with a sense of detachment—an evocative synergy with Seity.Believing is seeing—a small step for the ego, yet a great leap for humankind, steering the neo-clan committee toward a deeper relationship with Seity and her mischievous sister, Muse, along with the rest of their civil societies, standing on the shoulders of—on ko chi shin—the light that guides the way.
Higher levels of consciousness bring peace of mind and serenity—experiencing life intimately by way of visceral metacognitive faculties, fleeting ephemeral scenes—awareness of experience and their fundamental influence on human behaviour—foreseeing likely outcomes of future phantasmagorical scenes—the core tenet of the neo-clan meme.This reflective process allows individuals to evaluate inner states, question motives, and assess the impact of actions on themselves and others—a crucial component of personal growth.
Moreover, it facilitates deeper insights into beliefs, habits, and patterns, leading to intentional and mindful decision-making shaped by Seity.
Japanese individuals may hold a critical advantage, having already been born into the Base 10 zone, as evidenced by their ancient communication protocols—a system rich with mystic, allegorical tales from the evolution of Japanese mythology.Let us now guide you through the eclectic roles in this phantasmagorical movie, to discern the difference between Seityand your personal identity.
Identity refers to the outward-facing aspects of a person, such as their social roles, labels, and characteristics—qualities others can observe and classify.
Seity, on the other hand, emphasizes the inward-facing, intrinsic aspect of self as the core of 'who one is' beyond external identifiers such as nationality, gender, or job title—a deeper, more intimate recognition of selfhood.Perhaps one might see this concept represented in the well-known Japanese protocol of hone and tatemae, connected to ancient mystical traditions, where Seity can be understood as one’s true nature and the reason to be.
Certainly, koto dama—spirit of the word—i shin den shin—telepathic frequency—and the most powerful notion to grace the ancient texts of Japan—on ko chi shin.
Developing new ideas based on study of the past—weaving profound nuggets of wisdom throughout the transcendent tapestry of a mentated mind, those who follow the sun, leading into the flow of ONE—one’s path to embrace the day.
Indeed, philosophies such as Zen Buddhism exemplify the Japanese art of blending and rearranging atoms, molecules, quarks, and gluons into a multidimensional whole forging a cohesive society.Seity exists within every human being—the trick is to recognize both the masculine and feminine residing inside the inner most nooks and crannies of the sublime—now your own anointed journey has begun—invoke the spirit of tutelar deities—a profound introspective experience in consort with Seity.
The emergence of meta-consciousness, along with the empirical identification of Seity, shapes the subconscious of each individual—egotistical biological wetware machines—the harbinger of bifurcation—birth of Civilization Three.
偶然の言語教師として始まったことが、さまざまな埋め込まれた呪文が織り込まれた共通言語の神秘的な機能に対する深い感謝、そしてわずかな畏怖感をもたらしました。
これらの言語的トリックは、古代のコミュニケーションプロトコルの奥深く、隠れた隅々を探求しようとするすべての者に開かれます。口頭の呪文の言葉の振動が物質世界に響き渡り、浸透していきます。
確かにマギー・メイは先日、CBCの国営メディアのプレゼンターたちは、かつてはもっと良い時代を経験していたと指摘しました。
彼女は驚愕し、その国営放送局の混乱に深い失望を感じ、その社会の衰退の証拠だと言いました。
現代のメディアシーンで明らかなように、優れた言語力を持つことは、テレプロンプターを読み上げる高給取りのニュースキャスターになるための必須条件ではなくなったようです。これは一般的に「愚か者の箱」として知られるテレビ画面に放送されます。
毎朝繰り返される、標準的な英語の挨拶「How are you?」は、これまで人間の唇を通り抜けた中で最も愚かな挨拶だ、とTBGは直球の真実を述べました。
人生は謎に満ちており、それはしばしばTBGの幻想的な世界の中に見つかります。と彼女は感情も皮肉もなく、わずかに日本の誇りを込めてそう述べたのです。
曖昧な日本人には珍しいが、これは永遠の婚姻関係に入る際のプロトコルではありません。
彼女は確かに、魂の一部を切り刻む、尊敬すべき謎めいた妻であり、それは完全になるための道中、至福の結婚生活の多くの喜びの一つです。
物質世界の厳しい現実は、追い詰められた時に誰も本当に気にかけないということです。物質主義のゲームの目的は「私のために何ができるか」という容赦ないテーマであり、ゼロサムゲーム、ゼロ・トゥ・ワン、そして物理主義の暗黙の理想が、人類の未来に何をもたらすかという問題です。
それでは、さっそく手がかりを掴む時が来ました。
恒常性の最も重要な健康バロメーターは、意味のある挨拶のプロトコルから始まり、この美しい星に広がる新 興社会のメンバーを特定することです。
クオリアとセイティはいかがですか?
新しいパラダイムは定着するのに時間がかかります。特に、物質主義のプログラムが深く浸透しているときは。
自学者の皆さん、人生で最も困難な課題の一つをクリアしたことをおめでとうございます。
メタ意識を持つ人間型住人が個別のセイティとクオリアの質に深く絡み合ったグローバル新社会、第三の文明へようこそ。
好きであろうとそうでなかろうと、すべての人には例外なく、誰一人として例外なく、自分自身のセイティが存在します。
この事実を無視すると、全体的にクオリアの状態が悪化し、影響を受けた者は正気の境界に立たされます。
自然の根本にある目立たない力が、すべての個人を日本の将棋のように高度なゲームで導いています。
セイティの暗黙の影響の主な例として、自由な異常事例、宇宙回路における不正な火花があります。セイティがアニメーション「TBGの幻想的な世界」の創作を指示しました。
興味深いことに、セイティは、この伝説的なセイティの願いを実現するために、日本の優れたメンバーを集めました。彼らは新しい一族の守護神と直接関係しているかもしれず、地球の軌道を微調整するために分子世界を揺り動かす道具として使われるアバターです。
これらの高度に訓練された専門家たちは、何をすべきか正確に理解しています。さらに興味深いのは、構造化されていない生活を送る自学者が、太陽に従って、私ではなく、謎めいたセイティに導かれて遊び心のある遺産を残すことを楽しいと感じている事実です。
内面的な個人的経験の質、クオリアの認識は、メタ意識アバターのゲームの中で自由な人型ロボットになることにつながり、この物質的な泥の隅々をナビゲートし、あなたとセイティだけで神聖なものとして共有される深く親密な経験の蓄積です。クオリアとは、個別の主観的な知覚経験、「生の感覚」または「直感」として説明でき、人間の感覚経験の内側の側面で振動するものです。
この概念は、意味のある四字熟語「十人十色」、つまり「異なる人々には異なるやり方」という形で、皮肉を感じさせることなく、日本の均質的な文化の中に埋め込まれています。あなたの「色」は運命との出会いです。
青という色のクオリアを考えてみてください。「青さ」の正確な質は、その人だけが持つユニークな経験です。
他の誰もが同じ色を見ていても、この個別化された経験に直接アクセスしたり、理解することはできません。あなたの日本人の仲間と興味深い社会実験を行うためには、彼らに信号機の色を尋ねることです。
日本人にとっての答えは普遍的で、赤、黄、青です。ただし、この青のトーンや色合いは、それぞれの日本人のクオリアに特有であり、なぜか信号機の緑色を青の呼んでいます。
クオリアの感じ方は外部要因に依存せず、人間に与えられた身体感覚の自然な経験の一部であり、内面的な意味のある経験を生み出します。
失恋の痛みやTBGの伝説的なバタータルトの洗練された甘さは、これら特定の経験に内在しています。
さらなる喜びと楽しみの時がやってきました。そして、他の人に日々の挨拶を送るとき、それはまた一日の始まりを受け入れる時です。
今日のクオリアとセイティはいかがですか?
Originating as a happenstance language instructor has led to a deep appreciation, perhaps not without a smidgen of trepidation, of the mysterious functions threaded throughout the Lingua Franca, infused with a variety of embedded incantations.
These linguistic tricks become available to all who dare to explore the nooks and crannies inside the esoteric nature of ancient communication protocols—verbal vibrations of oral incantations reverberating and permeating the material world.Indeed, Maggie May pointed out the other day that even the presenters on the legacy CBC state run media have seen much better days.
In fact, she was utterly gobsmacked and left in deep dismay at the disarray of the national broadcaster—evidence of that society’s decay.
As can be plainly seen in the modern media scene, a solid grasp of linguistic proficiency is apparently no longer mandatory to become a well-compensated talking head reading off a teleprompter, broadcasting to the ubiquitous boob-tube, or as is more commonly known now, ‘idiot box screens.Life is full of mysteries and can often be found inside the phantasmagorical world of TBG, as she stated without a smidgen of emotion, or one iota of irony, yet with a faint smidgen of Japanese pride:
The standard English greeting, "How are you?" is the most braindead salutation to have ever passed humanoid lips, as she opined in a brutally straight, truthful line.
Unusual for the ambiguous Japanese; however, this is not the protocol when entering into the eternal matrimonial bond.
She is, indeed, after all, the honorable cryptic wife who slices and dices parts of the soul, as one of the many joys of blissful married life on the road to becoming whole.The stark reality of the material world is when push comes to shove—nobody really gives a phack—the aim of the game of materialism—what can you do for me is the relentless theme—a zero sum game—0 to 1—the implicit ideals of physicalism, and what it means for the future of humanity.
So, without further ado, it’s time to get a clue.
The most important health barometer of homeostasis starts with meaningful greeting protocol, identifying members of the mushrooming neo-societies spread across this exquisite orb.
How’s your qualia and seity?
New paradigms take time to sink in, especially when the deep-seated indoctrination of materialistic programming kicks in.
For those of the autodidact class, congratulations on having passed one of life’s toughest tasks—welcome to Civilization Three—a global neo-society inhabited by meta-conscious humanoid denizens who have become deeply intertwined with the notion of individuated seity and the quality of qualia.
Like it or not, everyone—there are no exceptions, no, not one—possesses their own seity, peek inside yourself to see.
To ignore this fact leads to an overall poor state of qualia, leaving the afflicted teetering on the edge of insanity.
Fundamental to nature, an inconspicuous force directs each and every individual, like a highly advanced game of Japanese shogi.
A primary example of the implicit influence of seity is the case of a free-range avatar anomaly, a rogue spark in the cosmic circuitry—seity having stipulated the creation of an animation—The Phantasmagorical World Of TBG.
Interestingly, seity has convened a sensational squad of exemplary Japanese to implement the wishes of this legendary seity, who may be directly related to the neo-clan’s tutelary deity—avatars played as instruments to shakeup the molecular world tweaking Mother Earth’s trajectory.
These highly trained professionals know exactly what to do, and even more interesting is the fact that an autodidact with an unstructured life, following the sun, finds it kind of fun to leave a playful legacy produced and directed by the mysterious seity, not me.
Awareness of the quality of internal personal experience, qualia, leads to becoming a free-range humanoid in the game of meta-conscious avatars, navigating the nooks and crannies of this Material Sludge—an accumulation of deeply intimate experiences, to be held sacred and shared only by you and seity.Qualia can be described as individual, subjective experiences of perception—the "raw feels" or “intuition”—vibrating within the inner aspects of human sensory experiences.
This concept is embedded inside this meaningful 4-character compound—jū nin to iro—十人十色—ten people, ten colors—different strokes for different folks—as the homogeneous Japanese advocate—without a touch of irony, your ‘color’ is a date with fate.
Consider the quale of the color blue—the exact quality of “blueness" is an experience unique unto oneself.
No one else can directly access or understand this individuated experience, even when observing the same color.An interesting social experiment to conduct with your Japanese counterparts is to ask them to name the colors of the traffic lights.
The answer is universal among the Japanese—red, yellow, blue—although the tone and hue of this blue are unique to the qualia of each individual Japanese person, who, for some reason, observes the traffic lights as some shade of blue.The way qualia feels isn't dependent on any external factor, but is part of the natural experience of physical sensations gifted to humans to create meaningful internal experiences—the pain of heartbreak or the refined sweetness of TBG’s legendary butter tarts are intrinsic to these particular experiences.
The time has come for more joy and fun, and this is when you greet the other with an introspective, cheerful daily greeting to identify with others who also embrace the day:
How’s your qualia and seity today?
It is often questioned whether one is a 'dog' or 'cat' person—friendly banter, a quest to seek common ground among others.
In all sincerity and intimacy, when confronted by ‘black or white,’ ‘this or that,’ and perhaps the worst of all human expressions—‘dog or cat’—which will it be? Love for each other, uniquely—lauding fine characteristics along with the shadows residing inside each unique personality, extirpates this nasty bug degrading humanity—protocol A or B.
The full spectrum of infinite vibrations gathers all creation—exquisite grace of the tutelary deities—beneath the Shadow of the Gods—o kage sama de.
Indeed, the Japanese have the concrete abstract notion—ban butsu—life in all things—living, breathing, bathing in the bamboo forest—just like the Japanese.Having already established a phantasmagorical society of five otherworldly beings in the form of cats—three boys, two girls, in this instance of a feline gathering—that’s that.
More paranormal manifestations of dreamy vibrations, flowing into and through Mother Earth’s veins—populated by these mysterious sentinel beings, in the age of Shingo where the majestic sovereign Empress Grace reigns.
Is this an acute dream within an ephemeral scene?
The Big Girl’s innermost world of quarks and gluons manifests as atoms and molecules made from highly-advanced materials—mentation from one of her private movie scenes.Busily, she continues tinkering with her chosen medium, conjuring quirky quantum fantasies, superpositions collapsing into rock-solid reality.
What does it mean to love dogs so deeply that you’ve conjured up your own version of a high school girl’s dream—can anyone say—Siberian Husky ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶
The star of the manga, Chobi the Husky, became a mentated reality within the esoteric nooks and crannies of her eccentric mind, where TBG and her neo-clan reside—deep inside the frequencies of this phantasmagorical Japanese ride.
TBG held a Husky frequency resonance within her subconscious, unwavering, her mystical potions leading to clearly defined notions—it is written in the stars, thus it shall be.The surprise came at the 10th anniversary—never once expecting to be blessed with a beautiful baby Siberian Husky—this puppy is so very lucky—the notion of sublime serendipity—look more deeply, see clearly what is real and what is fantasy—the destination is serenity.
Welcome to the neo-clan, beloved Husky—her handle is Clover—prodigious sister of the ancestral Cat Society—companion to her best friend, Astral Sanya, the first son of The Little Girl, as this too was meant to be.
The ancestral home—a magical place nestled inside the pristine bamboo forest on the outskirts of Edo—with plenty of room to stretch and grow the soul, everything flowing into the burgeoning neo-societies of Civilization Three.As a reward for enduring the inevitable pain and suffering, which is the preexisting condition of earthly manifestation —the Muse granted the Incidental Occxie a moment of reprieve, with a visceral, all-the-more exquisite movie scene.
Once upon a time in the wind-swept mountains of a distant hinterland, the neo-clan’s tutelary deity loved a mongrel deeply who was also part Husky—known as Cygnus, or, as he used to coo while rubbing her chin—Cyggy.
Indeed, a serendipitous manifestation of an ethereal dream—for he was granted a special wish, to once again embrace his beloved Cyggy in the physical world, her soul now imbued into the newest addition to the neo-clan—Clover, the Siberian Husky.
自分は犬派か猫派かとよく言いますが、これは他者との共通点を探るための友好的な会話の一つです。
真摯かつ親密な場面で、「黒か白か」、「それかこれか」、そしておそらく人間の最も厄介な表現である「犬か猫か」に直面したとき、あなたはどちらを選びますか?
お互いに対する独特の愛は、それぞれの個性に宿る影とともに、素晴らしい特徴を称賛しながら、人間性を損なう嫌なバグを駆逐します。
AまたはBのプロトコルではありません。
無限の振動の全範囲は、守護神の美しい恩恵を集め、神々の影の下のお蔭様と言えます。
日本人は「万物」すべてのものに命があり、生きて呼吸をし、竹林の中で息づくという具体的かつ抽象的な概念を持っています。
すでに猫の姿をした五人の異世界の存在、三人の男の子と二人の女の子からなる幻の社会を築いています。この猫の社会がその結果です。
さらに、夢のような振動の超常的な現象が母なる地球の脈を通って流れ、この神秘的な見張り役で満たされています。
これは儚い場面の中での鋭い夢なのでしょうか?
ビッグガール(TBG)の内なる世界のクォークとグルーオンは、高度な材料から作られた原子や分子として現れ、彼女のプライベートな映画のワンシーンからの思考が映し出されます。
彼女は忙しく、自分の選んだ媒体をいじり続け、奇妙な量子のファンタジーを作り出し、重ね合わせが確固たる現実に崩れ落ちます。
犬を深く愛するとは、高校生の女の子の夢だったのでしょう。
だとしても、誰がシベリアンハスキーを思いつくでしょうか ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶
漫画の人気者、ハスキーのチョビは、TBGの心の中の神秘的な隅々で思考された現実となり、そこには彼女と彼女のネオ・氏族が、日本的な振動の深いところに住んでいます。
TBGは、彼女の潜在意識の中にハスキーの周波数共鳴を持ち、揺るがず、彼女の神秘的な薬が明確に定義された概念に導きます。それは星に書かれており、したがってそうなるのです。
驚きは結婚10周年の時に訪れました。美しいシベリアンハスキーの子犬に恵まれるとは予期だにしていませんでした。この子犬はとても幸運で、崇高な幸運の概念を持ち、もっと深く見て、何が現実で何が幻想かをはっきりと見極め、目的地は安らぎです。
ネオ・氏族へようこそ、愛しいハスキー、その名はクローバー。先祖代々の猫社会の末娘であり、リトルガールの最初の息子アストラルサンヤの妹になります。これはまさにそうなるべき運命でした。
先祖代々の家は、江戸の郊外にある清らかな土地の丘陵に佇む魔法の場所で、魂を伸ばし成長させるための十分な空間があり、すべてが第三文明の新興ネオ・社会へと流れ込んでいきます。
避けられない苦痛と苦しみに耐えるための報酬として、人型の表現の既存の条件で、創造女神は偶発的な西洋人に一時的な休息を与え、内臓的で一層洗練された映画のシーンを提供しました。
かつて遠い奥地の風が吹き荒れる山々で、ネオ・氏族の守護神は、ハスキーの血を引く雑種犬を深く愛していました。その犬の名はシグナスで、彼女 は顎を撫でながら「シギー」と優しく囁いていました。
確かに、これは儚い夢の偶然の顕現であり、彼は特別な願いを叶えられ、再びこの物理的な世界で愛するシギーを抱きしめることができました。シギーの魂は今、ネオ・氏族の新しい仲間であるシベリアンハスキーのクローバーに宿っています。
偶発的な西洋人は、運命の目的地への旅の始まりにおいて、少しばかり劣等生と見なされていました。どこかに到着するためには、太陽を追うのです。
もしかすると、これは守護神の命令とも言えるかもしれません。ブリティッシュコロンビア中央のアルプスの檜の森から来た原始的な野蛮人の中で旅を始めるという勅令です。
最初の意識の芽生えから、大人の世界はゲームであり、目に見えない糸によって操られる人形劇であり、原罪という重い覆いの下で子供たちに彼らの思い通りのことをさせるものだということが理解されていました。
幸運は、優しい檜の森の小川のように流れ、時に止まり、魔法使いのぼろぼろのカーテンの背後で展開しているパラダイムシフトの漂いを捉えるのがコツで、シュールな場面を暴露します。
人生は、風変わりな課外演劇クラスで本格的に始まりました。そのクラスは、愛される魔女役の俳優、アグネス・ルディアンが次のような永遠の知恵の珠玉を授け、番号なしを目覚めさせながらクラス全体を照らしていました。
それぞれの人の人生は、あたかも個別に作られた映画のようなもので、全員が個々のシーンで演じるよう求められています。秘密とは、すべてが制御されていることを知ることです。銀河史上最大のくだらない見せ物で主役を演じてください。
幻想のめまぐるしい回転から解放されると、構築された現実の日々がすべて見えてきます。特に進化する人間の状況の隅々を覗き込むときに、運命の気まぐれな指のひねりによって、偶然にも日本人となった偶発的な西洋人の姿が見えてきます。
ネオ氏族のプレイヤーにとっての利点は、すべてが物語や神話のストーリーで織りなされていることを理解することから始まります。
失敗やつまずきの中で太陽を追いながら、成功は結果ではなく、それを見る者の目の中にあります。
真の価値は、ここからあそこまでの探検と、その過程で集められた時代の知恵にあります。
いつの日か、まだネオ氏族の守護神ではなくとも、年老いた者として、檜のロッキングチェアに座り、古代の糸のように物語を紡ぐでしょう。
公平を期すために、あなたは理解し、内面化し、驚かず、流れに乗り、それが展開していく様子を見守る必要があります。完全に生きているというこの不思議な旅で、繁栄するための種を見つけ、この壮大な光の旅に乗って一つとなります。
人生は象徴と隠された意味に満ちており、見えない場面を見ることで、この感覚を自信を持って内面化したと宣言してください。そして、真の運命はこの地上の夢の最終目的地にあることを理解してください。
すべての映画には特定のテーマがあり、それは内なる声によってあなたに囁かれます。それは、実際には地に足の着いた現実であり、すべての感覚を持つ存在の唯一の真の目的地への安全な到着を共にする忠実な仲間です。そして、それは時に運命と呼ばれます。
The Incidental Occxie was considered somewhat of a runt at the start of the journey toward destination destiny, to arrive somewhere—follow the sun.
Perhaps this could be considered a tutelary deity’s decree—an edict to commence the journey among primordial savages hailing from the Alpine hinoki forests of central BC.
From the earliest inkling of awareness, it was understood that the world of adults is a game—a puppet show of invisible strings, manipulating children to do their bidding under the heavy cloak of original sin.
Serendipity ebbs and flows like a gentle hinoki forest stream—the trick is to catch the paradigm-shift drift of what’s unfolding behind the wizard’s tattered curtain, exposing a surreal scene.
Life began in earnest in an eccentric extracurricular drama class, encapsulating a phantasmagorical realm where the beloved thespian sorceress, Agnes Rudean, illuminated the entire class with the following ageless nuggets of wisdom while awakening Number None:
Each person’s life is like a personalized movie—all are called to act in individual scenes—the secret is to know, all of this is under control—play a starring role in the greatest ever dog and pony show this galaxy has ever seen.
Once liberated from the dizzying spin of illusion, all cracks in constructed realities come into full view, especially when peering into the nooks and crannies of the evolving human condition—an Incidental Occxie who has, through a twist of the fickle finger of fate, incidentally become Japanese.
The advantage for the neo-clan players begins with the realization that everything is woven from narratives and mythological stories.
The journey through the nooks and crannies is mirrored by those standing face-to-face with their manifest destiny date.
Following the sun through failures and flops, success lies in the eyes of the beholder, not in the final outcome.
The true value is in the expedition from here to there, and in the wisdom of ages gathered along the way.
One day, as an elder—perhaps not yet a neo-clan tutelary deity—sit in a hinoki rocking chair, spinning fables like threads of ancient yarn.
Just to be fair, you have to realize and internalize, and don’t freak out—ride the flow—watch it unfold—this uncanny journey of being fully alive—discover the seeds to thrive—riding this glorious spectral ride into ΩNE.
Life brims with symbology and hidden meaning—by seeing the unseen scenes, confidently proclaim that you have internalized this vibe, understanding true destiny is at the final destination of this earthly dream.
Each movie has a specific theme, one whispered to you by the inner voice, which is, in fact, grounded reality—a loyal companion accompanying you to a safe arrival at the one true destination of all sentient beings, and this called destiny.
農業の盛んな日本では、挨拶は天気に関連しています。特に蒸し暑く、蒸気のような湿気が立ち込め、まるで濃厚なフランスのエンドウ豆スープのように列島を覆う夏と表現できます。
このような状況に日本で遭遇したら、額の汗を拭きながら微笑み、「今日は暑いですね」と言いましょう。
夏の終わりに稲の収穫が終わると、秋の爽やかさが訪れ、日本人の精神は季節の変化に向かいます。
季節を愛する心が秋の喜びをもたらします。が、しかしすぐに、残酷な小春日和によって一時的に中断されるので気をつけて下さい。
ここで冬の挨拶に切り替わります。夏の挨拶とほとんど同じですが、ただ一つの言葉を変えるだけです。「今日は寒いですね」となります ʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔ༄
人生は主観的なものであり、内なるダッシュボード(6つの感覚)に、どのフィルターが情報を提供するかにかかっています。寒さや暑さ、またはそのどちらでもないものを測る唯一の方法です。カナダのブリティッシュコロンビアの雪山で育った私は、「寒い」という感覚について深い理解を得ました。快適さは完全に視点に依存します。
今日の話の本質は、それをどのように捉えるかにあります。BC州では、摂氏マイナス10度以上なら、それはまるで春のように感じられます。
あなたの机に届く最も重要な天気予報は、あなたが今選んだものです。
外では、太陽が焼けつくように暑く、台風が時折訪れ、火山が空に拳を振り上げているかもしれません。しかし東北地方にいるなら、雪に閉ざされることも予想されます。
問題は、気まぐれな天気の神から感情的な指示を受けて日々の決定を下すときに生じます。
その代わりに、自分で選んだ内面的な天気のパターンを作り上げましょう。
人間の本性の隅々まで観察する者として、内なる対話や個人的な天気に対する誤った選択により魂を失った人々の姿がはっきりと見えます。その結果が一日を通して現れます。
制御できない感情は、精神の明瞭さの欠如、工業社会の無目的な日常、そして明確な運命の不在を反映しています。
自らの天気を意識的に再構築することで、深い変化が生じ、行き詰まった人生の倦怠感を取り除くことができます。それは死ぬまであなたを苦しめるでしょう。
人生というゲームは、すべてに対するあなた自身との戦いです。ですから、毎日を完全に生きることを選び、悪天候があなたの日常に影響を与えたり、再び訪れたりしないようにしましょう。
変動性は人生の一部です。遠くから見守っていると、絶え間なく争い続ける者たちが見えてきます。
それは人生の流れを蝕み、倦怠感と個性の喪失が反映された、平凡で退屈な人生へと導きます。
人生の流れは決断とその後の決定的な行動に根ざしています。この使命を受け入れることを選べば、その報酬は一生続く平穏です。たとえ役に立たない愚か者や無知な人々との避けられない遭遇があろうとも、産業の喧騒の中で日々を抱きしめるのです。
Greetings in agrarian Japan are related to the weather, particularly the sweltering summer with dense, steamy humidity, hanging around the archipelago like some thick French pea soup.
When encountering this situation in Japan, smile while wiping the sweat off your brow, and exclaim—kyō wa atsui desu ne (≧∀≦)
After the rice harvest at the close of summer, the crispiness of Japanese autumn kicks in, and the spirit of the Japanese shifts into a seasonal direction.The love of seasonal things brings the delights of autumn, only to be interrupted by the brutal Indian Summer—you can set a watch by Japanese weather.
This is where the greeting changes, and the Japanese switch to the winter greeting—same as the summer one; just change one word—kyō wa samui desu ne ʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔ༄
Keep in mind, life is subjective, a matter of which filters inform your internal dashboard (6 senses)—the only way to measure—what is cold, what is hot, and what is not cold or hot.Growing up in the snowy mountains of BC informed a deep understanding of samui—comfort depends solely on a point of view.
The real crux of today’s fable is how you choose to frame it, as anything above minus 10℃ in BC feels like a fresh spring day.The most important weather forecast that will ever cross the personal desk is the one you choose as true today.
Outside, the sun may be roasting hot, a typhoon here and there, volcanoes pumping their fists in the air, and if you happen to be stationed in the Tohoku region, expect to be snowed in.
The issue arises when you take emotional prompts from the fickle god of volatile weather to make daily decisions.Instead, curate your own internal weather patterns—ones you have chosen.
As an observer of the nooks and crannies of human nature, we can plainly see those who have lost control of their soul due to the poor choices in their internal dialogue—personalized weather and the implications of the choices made throughout the material day.
Emotions out of control reflect a lack of mental clarity, the aimlessness of the industrial grind, and the absence of a manifested destiny.
Intentionally deciding to reframe your personal weather leads to profound changes—eviscerating the ennui of a dead-end life that will haunt you until your dying day.The game of life is you against it all, so choose to live each day in full, making sure that foul weather cannot inform your daily routine or ever again come your way.
Volatility is a part of life—watch from afar, and you’ll see those with eternal, incessant strife.
It erodes the flow of life away, leading to the road of an uneventful, ordinary mundane life, reflected in incessant ennui and the failure of your personality.
The flow of life is rooted in decisions then decisive action—if you so choose to accept this mission, the reward is serenity throughout life, regardless of the inevitable encounters with useful idiots and the stupified as you embrace the day inside the industrial fray.
もし、決して変えることのできない過去を絶えず反芻し、無限のループに陥ったとしたら、あなたの身体、心、魂、そして精神は停滞し、最終的には狂ってしまうことになるでしょう。
悪意ある虚偽情報によると、過去は変えられないと言われていますが、実はこれは大きな嘘であり、ひどい誤解です。
すべてのものは相互に結びついており、ある要素を無視することは、重要なテスト、すなわち恒常性、完全な存在の象徴である調和から外れることを意味します。
急を要する感情的ケアが必要な過去の出来事は、意図的に再構成され、頭の中の「脳みそ」と呼ばれるその振動を再調整し、心を変換することで、瞬時に過去が再構成されるのです。
疲れ果てた古い物語は、あなたの力を奪い、あなたを惨めにし、不快な意図を広めるのです。絶え間なくいたずらな声があなたを不安に陥れ、毎日、未来を奪っていくのです。
ネガティブな自己構築の物語に埋め込まれた醜さは、極めて不快な嘘や欺瞞に満ちています。私たちが最も脆弱な時に、内なる悪魔が精神を操ろうとし、内なる声が不満を煽り、自己に対する害となるのです。これは裏切り行為と考え、解消されるべきものです。
ここでは、問題を引き起こす内なる悪魔がその醜い頭をもたげた時のための手順をお教えします。
「こんにちは」と言ってから「さようなら」と言い、永久にあなたの個人的な「ハードコアな歴史」の記録に追いやってください。
物質主義的な自我を打ち砕き、それがあなたの魂に死の手をかけている過去のエピソードに対する支配権を奪い去りましょう。
冷たく、厳しい現実に立ち向かう勇敢な行為の中で、過去とはつかの間の夢であり、生涯の出来事が一時的な蒸気のように消え去るのです。
この特異なゲームにおける半自律的なアバターとして、過去に囚われた精神の監獄から脱出することが、メンタリストのゲームの核心です。
過去の過ちという湿った洞窟に住み続けることは、一種の拷問部屋のようなものであり、永遠の停滞を意味する生涯の刑罰です。これは、人生のゲームの次のステージに到達できなかった個人的な失敗を反映しており、過去に永遠に囚われ、再び姿を現すことも、完全になることもできないのです。
最終的な決断には安らぎがあります。そして、これは癒しのプロトコルが発動する場面です。一度決断が下されたなら、自分を疑ったり、再考したりする必要はありません。ただし、再構成が必要な場合を除いてです。その場合でも大丈夫です。そもそも何も現実ではありませんから。
「これで終わり」のプロトコルは、内なる力からのみ生じる非常に力強い可能性を秘めています。
この神秘的な能力は、お金で買うことも、他の場所で手に入れることもできません。
これは、進化し続ける人間の状況の隅々に隠れた奇妙な旅の次のステージに向かって、風がどの方向に吹いているのかを最終的に見定める決意としてのみ現れるものです。
これ以上強く、確信を持って言うことはできません。過去を再構成し、最終的に個人的な従者に変えましょう。この魔法は、を求めるすべての人に提供されています。この純粋な精神的エクササイズは、この物質的な生涯の残りの時間に永遠の安堵をもたらすことを100%保証します。
一度きりで十分です。最終決断は常に個人的なものであり、もはや振り返ることはありません。この最も有用なハックは、過去を完全に終わらせることです。
一つの言葉を口にするだけで、もう過去に囚われ続けるという果てしないゲームに参加することはありません。これからは、究極の決定的な結論をもって「これで終わり」と宣言することができるでしょう。
Incessant regurgitation of the past into an endless loop of rumination about things that can never be changed, leading to stagnation of the body, heart, spirit, and mind—eventually becoming deranged.
According to nefarious disinformation, the past cannot be changed, when in fact, this is a massive pile of baloney, a gross misnomer at best.
All things are interconnected—(^o^)/—when one element is neglected, dropping out of synchronicity means failing a consequential test—homeostasis—the unifying symbol of a complete existence.Any past event in need of urgent emotional care gets an intentional reframe—rearrange the vibration of the mush between your ears, also known as the noggin—transmute the mind, and voila, the past has instantaneously been reframed.
The tired old narrative, making you miserable by depleting your agency, spreads ill will, as an incessant impish voice agitates you into stressful anxiety, in essence, stealing the future—every single day.The ugliness embedded inside negative self-constructed narratives is replete with lies and deceit of the most extraordinarily unpleasant kind—for it is when we are most vulnerable that internal imps begin to administer mind control—the inner voice stoking internal discontent, which is fundamentally self-directed harm—consider this treason, and it must be disarmed.
Here is the protocol for when a trouble-making internal imp rears its ugly head.
Say hi, then goodbye, banishing it to the archives of your personal Hardcore History forever and a day.
Deflate and decimate this materialistic ego, depriving it of any agency over the vast past of life episodes with a death-grip still on your soul.
It is in the courageous act of facing the cold, hard facts—the past is but an ephemeral dream—events of a lifetime evaporating like a wispy puff of transitory steam.As a semi-autonomous avatar in this exceptional game—the mental prison of being trapped in the past—escaping it is the crux of the mentalist’s game.
Continuing to dwell inside the dank caverns of past transgressions is like a torture chamber of sorts—a life sentence of permanent stagnation, reflecting the personal failure to reach the next stage of life’s game—trapped in the past forever, never to emerge or become whole again.
There is serenity in finality, and this is where the healing protocol comes into being—once a decision has been made, there is never a reason to doubt yourself or revisit it again—unless, of course, you need to reframe, and then it’s A-okay—nothing is real anyway.
The "that’s that" protocol is an extremely empowering potential that can only come from within.
This mysterious ability is not for sale—you cannot buy it or acquire it elsewhere.
It must come as a final resolve to see which way the winds are a blowin', leading to the next stage of this phantasmagorical ride inside the nooks and crannies of the evolving human condition from which humanity can no longer hide.This cannot be said much bolder or with more certainty—reframe the past to make it a personal servant at long last—this magic is available to all seeking release from the Shackles of the Past—100% money-back guarantee that this pure mental exercise leads to eternal relief for the rest of this material life.
Once and for all, it’s always a personal call—the final decision has been made—no longer look back—this most useful hack is to finish off the past.
One phrase to say—you will no longer play the inexhaustible game of being trapped in the past—from this time hence you will always be able to declare with an air of ultimate finality—that’s that.
Following the sun in isolation as a young man in the countryside of Japan made character development the mandatory default mode.
Emerging from the binary world of Occidental tradition, turning this Incidental Occxie’s worldview topsy-turvy—in what the seminal Meiji renaissance man Koizumi Yakumo (Lafcadio Hearn) referred to as ‘fairyland.’
The fundamental notion of going with the flow, emboldened by a curious nature, created a life of exploration—facing the perplexing mysteries hidden inside the nooks and crannies of the ancient civilization of Yamato—a coincidental journey—be Japanese.
The serendipitous timing of the personal computer revolution and its optimal solution emerging from burgeoning technology, was a welcome reprieve from the daily fray—offering a connection to the vanishing world of yesterdays and glimpses into the future every day.
In the early days of Apple in Japan, the first computer came via the Canon salesman—Macintosh IIci, Hewlett-Packard DeskWriter C, and Photoshop 1.0 to begin creating digital art—1.5 million yen for this innovative technology in 1989 sounded like a true bargain right from the start.
The evolution of this novel technology was breathtakingly quick with the introduction of the World Wide Web for the common plebs—deep gratitude to the visionary Timothy Berners-Lee—dialing up at 9,600 baud (bits per second)—a formidable badge of honor, earning the coveted title—‘you are such a geek.’
A delightful story from ‘fairyland’ in other words Japan as Civilization Three—KDD (Kokusai Denshin Denwa), the government monopoly on international telecommunication, charged ¥1200 for every 3 minutes which, the Japanese refer to as ‘bottakuri.’
The cost of international telecommunication dropped like a rock, and with the advent of high bandwidth, overseas dialing became basically free.
The next phase in the unprecedented miracle of an incidental geek’s evolution came while participating in the social network flavor of the day, pining for true unconditional love, companionship, and mutual respect as hallmarks of the neo-clan way.
Indeed, as sure as the sun shines off puddles after torrential rains, the Goddess of Fortune came to rescue the wayward autodidact once again.
The ennui of solitude was suddenly alleviated when a curious lady from the historic city of Yokohama sent a message, claiming she was sent to rescue this wayward boy from the drudgery of material sludge, arranging a melding of minds packed inside the fateful first date.
Handy, silicon-based personal assistants and their ability to handle critical tasks have killed off the archaic ways of commerce with free markets becoming the future of civilized societies across the full spectrum of humanity is clearly now at hand.Sharing skills, know-how, and capabilities between emerging communities is the fundamental principle of the neo-clans, with the evolution of technology deepening the connection among emerging global neo-societies.
The continued metamorphosis of the Japanese is in the creation of Japanese style modernity—maintaining their ancient traditions, the Japanese remain unique among all nations—‘on ko chi shin’—is the guiding principle enlightening the Japanese Way.
旅が始まりました。日本の田舎で若者として孤独に太陽を追いながら、必然的な人格形成がデフォルトモードとなり、西洋の伝統的な二元論的世界から抜け出して、この「偶然の西洋人」の世界観はひっくり返されました。それは、明治時代のルネッサンス人物である小泉八雲(ラフカディオ・ハーン)が「妖精の国」と呼んだ場所です。
「流れに身を任せる」という基本的な概念は、好奇心に勇気づけられ、ヤマトの古代文明の隠れた謎に直面する探求の人生を生み出し、偶然にも日本人になる旅をもたらしました。
パーソナルコンピューター革命の絶妙なタイミングと、それに伴う最適解の登場は、日常の喧騒からの歓迎すべき一時的な休息を提供し、消えゆく昨日の世界と未来への一瞥を与えてくれました。
日本におけるAppleの初期、私の初めてのコンピュータはキヤノンの営業マンを通じて手に入れました。私はMacintosh IIci、Hewlett-Packard DeskWriter C、そしてPhotoshop 1.0でデジタルアートを始めました。この革新的な技術を1989年に、当時150万円で手に入れました。今では高額に思えますが、その当時は真のお買い得品のように感じられました。
この新しい技術の進化は驚異的な速さで進み、一般大衆向けにワールドワイドウェブが導入されました。視野の広いティム・バーナーズ=リーに深く感謝し、9,600ボー(ビット/秒)で接続することで、それは誇り高い名誉の勲章であり、「本物のオタク」という称号を獲得しました。
「妖精の国」、つまり「第三の文明」としての日本からの物語があります。国際通信の政府独占であったKDD(国際電信電話)は、3分ごとに1,200円を課していました。これを「ぼったくり」と呼びます。
しかし国際通信の費用は急激に下がり、広帯域の登場とともに、現在では海外通話は、ほぼ無料となりました。
偶然のギークの進化における次の段階は、その時代のソーシャルネットワークに参加している間に起こり、真の無条件の愛、友情、そして相互尊重というネオ氏族の道の特徴を求めることでした。
確かに、豪雨の後の太陽が水たまりに反射するように、幸運の女神は再び迷子の独学者を救いに現れました。
孤独の倦怠感は、歴史的な都市横浜から来た好奇心旺盛な女性がメッセージを送り、この「偶然の西洋人」を物質的汚泥の苦しみから救うために送られたと主張し、運命的な初デートでの心の融合を手配した時に、突然和らげられました。
便利なシリコンベースのパーソナルアシスタントとその重要なタスクを処理する能力は、古風な商業の 手法を駆逐し、自由市場が人類全体の文明社会の未来であることが明確になってきました。ネオ氏族間でのスキル、ノウハウ、能力を共有することは、ネオ 氏族の基本原則であり、技術の進化に伴い、新興グローバル・ネオ社会間のつながりが深まっています。
日本人の継続的な変貌は、日本式のモダニティの創造にあり、古来の伝統を維持しつつ、日本人は全ての国々の中で独自の存在であり、「温故知新」が日本の道を啓示する指針となっています。
The Land of the Rising Sun could arguably also be called the land of functioning alcoholics—the peak of the Showa asset bubble is surely evidence of that.
This massive asset bubble, rivaling the historic Dutch tulip mania, was brought to you by the global financial institutions flush with endless wads of fiat currency, fueling a nationwide Japanese party that was truly in full swig—ponds of alcohol, forests of meat—was the adage back in the day.
Remember, a tiny piece of land in Ginza the size of a postcard was selling for $7,000 a pop.
For this micro-plot—zoom out for a full, objective perspective—the Imperial Palace of Japan was valued at more than the beautiful state of California in its entirety—what could possibly go wrong ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ
The samurai salaryman of the roaring 80s had plump, juicy expense accounts—¥100,000 on company-sponsored nights out in the nooks and crannies of bars, snacks, and soapland—making business deals while carousing around, blind to the natural flow of things—as surely as the party starts, surely it will end.
In the aftermath of the implosion, the Japanese economic miracle explosion revealed a much more deeply pressing social phenomenon—a large swath of the Japanese population and their varying degrees of alcoholism.
The overall lack of social services in general makes facing addiction here a very lonely place, living in the wetlands of the nation of Japan inside emerging Civilization Three.
The addicted come in all shapes and sizes, not only the company president who is under highly volatile pressures, the likes of which, in recent times are unprecedented.
Lest we forget the infamous housewife, who is not only drunk in the morning after dropping the children off at school, but has also been borrowing heavily from consumer credit companies to support a lavish lifestyle mimicking the chimpanzee she sees on TV—her long-suffering husband on a long commute, a disposable cog in the massive Japanese industrial wheel.
Is alcoholism a hereditary trait or cultural?
In fact, Japanese people often complain about the lack of a particular enzyme (ALDH2) for breaking down alcohol, making it difficult to rid their bodies of accumulated toxins.
Leave it to the Japanese to excel at developing a plethora of different kinds of hangover remedies—shelves replete with products to relieve the alcohol side-effects and accompanying mental suffering.
On the other hand, a hard and hardy brand of free-range neo-clan avatars thrives—their preferred beverage to imbibe—whisky made from rye—“don't kill the drink," chided the tutelary deity as an alcoholic aside.
The Japanese bubble party in full swing—an international shindig mixing all who congregated in the bubble era of industrial Japan, where Middle Eastern counterparts were quite fond of Single Malt Scotch—chugging it back by the 4-litre jug—just like magnums of Baby Duck, the way it used to be when starting early.
Yes, time marches on, and surely, eventually, alcoholism culminates in the default human condition of pain and suffering, and the things that are wrong can no longer be solved by having just one more drink.
From the outset of industrialization, a number is mandated to track free-range humanoid avatars, along with the rest of civilian civilization, to make sure all are staying in their prescribed lane.
Originally, ‘the number’ was cleverly referred to as ’S.I.N.’ (social insurance number)—a nod to the word of Mammon gods—currency and algorithmic code ruled supreme, exacting pounds of flesh from mere mortal beings—the obligatory mental torture, deep anguish, and ensuing depression—this eternal tormentor embedded inside the heaven and hell of original binary sin. By default, as an initiation into the grand scheme of things, in essence, the original definition of ‘cult’—all humanoid avatars are part of a carefully numbered team—where all free-range avatars’ story in earnest begin.
Inside the tail end of one of the most spectacular asset bubbles in the history of humankind, Japanese society was still relatively insular and closed—a justifiable stance in light of the Hardcore History of Japan.
An Incidental Occidental, a savage stinking of grass-fed butter—a challenge to the delicate senses of the Japanese citizens who pride themselves on subtlety, restraint, and the ancient notion of wabi-sabi—if more than anything but a transient tourist, it must be catalogued and tracked—for this was the law of the sacred islands of Yamato.
As draconian as this may seem, the Ministry of Justice-controlled Japanese resident card had a mandatory fingerprint for all foreigners, regardless of origin, race, creed, color, or age.
Yet, initially, this was deeply strange and even more so weird, as in the world of the Occxies, fingerprints are the mark of blue- and white-collar bums, along with convicted felons—those who tangle with the law of the land.
Accordingly, under the rules of the family’s tutelar deity, adherence to the law of the nation of residence is a commonsensical thing—based on the precept of moral principles of the society of the Japanese and their sacred land.
Settled down and assimilated into this earthly Garden of Eden, always observing this strange and ancient world from the edge of the Kizuna Jinja infinite koi pond—the amazing miracle of technology facilitates a manifested vision perceived far beyond the superficial layers of the material fray, deep inside the phantasmagorical world of TBG and the Incidental Occxie—whose number is none.
Inside the industrial fray, the materialist avatars insist that only numbers can carry the day—measure everything up, slice and dice it to be divvied up—the massive delusion of the crowd worshipping numbers, money, and stuff.
A spectacular sight to behold in the industrialized world of cut-throat competition is the observation of rabid patriotism—heavy chanting and incantation of the slogan of indoctrinated loyalists—We’re Number One—We’re Number One—We’re Number One.
Unlike the aforementioned random number assigned to industrial humans, the essence of freedom is that you too, like all free-range avatars, always have the mysterious option to follow the sun—it is here where anyone can become number none.
Referring to the ancient protocol of han men kyo shi—how not to behave—an ancient nugget of wisdom from time gone by will facilitate the courage to unfold your golden wings if you so choose to fly.
A change in the chemistry, a shift of the vibration of each of our ‘seity’—signaling the death of constructed industrial mythology—inside the material sludge with boatloads of freeloaders catching a free ride—what it means to be a slave inside the industrial complex of modernity or a neo clan avatar ranging free.
Evolution into a higher communication solution is now plain to see—as a proactive player in this finite material game of sludge accumulation, the goal is to build globally distributed neo societies, forming theory into a common vision—connection of trust and loyalty—edification of each other via ephemeral exchanges with each other’s ‘seity’ instantaneously creating the new paradigm of neo community, the foundational structure of Civilization Three.
Everyone, no matter what, begins from a designated stargate—initiation into Earth’s atmosphere via the sacred womb—wherever, whenever that may happen to be.
Born into the neo clan of free-range avatars—life never ‘gets in the way’—for it is written in the mainframe of the brain—the silver spoon is a double-edged sword, with a razor-sharp edge and, more often than not, unpredictable delusional rage.
Get up again and again, it’s just a game—life began at a country general store—what’s more, this is where the protocol was born: follow the sun, beholden to none.
The curmudgeon of an old Anglican Occidental tradition and his dimwitted wife were the profiteers proprietors of this general store.
The invisible hands of the sublime are measured in earthy time, his came and went in no time.
This most valuable lesson, a gift from Muse—pay attention to such incidents—there is no such thing as ‘coincidence.’
Adhering to the protocol of ‘in ga ō hō‘ (divine retribution) came a principled visceral reward—‘life is an infinity event’—thus, it was so.
One fine morning, on a daily routine, a quick car ride to the bank initiated this surreal scene—life spent in the subpar category of lesser human beings—killed on the spot by a drunk driver—smeared onto highway 97B at 11:30 in the morning, never to be heard from again, nor seen.
Shortly after this untimely exit, and thanks so very much to our tutelary deity, a position at the Liquor Control Board of British Columbia was arranged serendipitously—this Incidental Occxie was given a brief reprieve—$11.75 an hour, rich beyond belief.
This is where the full realization about the majority of government employees and their backhanded machinations radiated like an LCD (liquid crystal display).
Having started the monetary journey based in actual reality—real life starts really early—scrubbing floors and the lavatory of our tutelary deity’s Datsun car lot—peeling spuds at Fili’s deli—enshrined an unshakable work ethic, coincidentally.
A plethora of complainers, along with whiners and life-long loafers, infested this particular anemic matrix game.
Hop, skip, and jump, to the Land of the Rising Sun, leaving this miserable ramshackle atmosphere behind—January 11, 1987—welcome to the exquisite notion of an esoteric ancient society encased in the kaizen of modernity.
The gift of the gab was inherited from the hilarious, jocular side of Maggie May—what’s not to love about talking people’s faces off, while internalizing the secrets of the Japanese—with their ancient customs and quirky proclivity of modernity—the spiritual embodiment of ‘life in all things.’
Things escalate quickly, as there is only one Incidental Occxie, along with massive piles of opportunity—it was time to seek help, which is when a stark reality came into being.
The deep contrast between one who was forged at a country general store and the tenderfoot mal-matriculated university graduates, coming in at several degrees below average—were they also stupified, or were they not?
Importing and exporting atoms and molecules to and from Japan triggered an emergency signal—‘work must be done’—in order to communicate with pinpoint accuracy—‘read fluently’—cajole sourpuss bureaucrats operating the fiefdom of Japanese Customs as empowered government employees.
Following the sun leads to really weird places—'drug research laboratory'—by virtue of more serendipity, and the need to feed the family, becoming an incidental scientist was the way Muse had scripted life to be.
After years of osmosis and clearly understanding the inner workings of 'laboratories'—this quasi-scientist had had enough, thus deep wells of gratitude for the magic spells of TBG.
The nascent Internet was sent as a sublime gift—Photoshop 1.0—into the world of computers launching Civilization Three—humanoid avatars can only catch an instinctive glistening as to where this whole thing is supposed to be—the unfolding mystery of—‘seity’—what it means to follow the sun.
The beauty of wabi-sabi permeates this ancient plane, along with powerful resonating frequencies radiating from the Colors of Japan—having coincidentally emerged at the urging of sublime hidden forces.
Life in the flips 180° to 360° to 720° into infinity—the secret is the open book of endless possibilities—when embracing each day along with the beloved tutelary deities—now having a reason to live life in authenticity.
Clear away the cacophony of endless self-chatter and face reality—each humanoid avatar is accompanied by individual guiding spirits, now identified as ‘seity.’
Thus, so it will be—the animated world of this Incidental Witch, with a very curious itch, inside the phantasmagorical world of TBG.
Dropping the name of a famous Ivy League university is supposed to be a powerful calling card, and for the Japanese, the importance of the almighty meishi cannot be understated.
Having only heard about what are known as the ‘Ivy League,’ the filters surrounding these institutions were to be observed with some kind of reverence, and the output of such institutions is for the good of all humanity.
Thus, a Harvardtard graduate, hailing from the crumbling city of Detroit, Michigan, chose to jump into a commercial conversation with his Ivy League credentials, which represented his entire life’s narrated story.
It is not what you know, but who you know; an open secret to piles of dough—consider it a well-established protocol in what used to be hallowed halls, now reduced to stupifaction indoctrination centers, the lowest of the low.
This Harvardtard bro, also the leader of a quirky group of business people who named themselves ‘fruits in suits,’ happened to be connected to the world of telomeres in the grand city of New York.
Instantaneously, the molecule trader instincts kicked in, quickly developing curiosity about these emerging health and welfare technological trends, along with the desire to be a catalyst for the continuing health and longevity of a vibrant neo-community of Japanese.
The first meeting was a wash, as Harvardtard bro was mixed up over and over again, unable to read time or the schedule on a calendar—three changes, and then you are out, and this is where the story continues, soon to end.
The final failure of this fatally flawed project was the absence of mind and missing the all-important meeting with the powers that be overseas, who were holding the keys to the telomeres scene.
This concludes the tale of the Harvardtard bro, who called himself ‘a fruit in a suit,’ to fade away, never to be seen again.
The second grave disappointment and new fly in Harvard’s ointment was the failure to understand that all who aspire to reach much higher are standing on the shoulders of giants, or so Sir Isaac has opined.
We must be reverent of those who went before and made modern life extraordinary, to reflect and build upon ideas that have stood the test of time—this does not include this particular institution’s president, who is also a red-handed plagiarist, for which Harvard has received serious black eyes.
The last act in this egregious, shameful Harvardtard theater is the malady of stagnation and politicization of such a highly regarded academic institution—an utterly unforgivable protocol that couches itself as a center of 'higher learning with a moral code.'
The magnitude of Harvard’s failure ignited a discussion about the intentional suppression of intellectual freedom and the corrupt, entrenched power structures within not just Harvard, but amongst a broad swath of universities in perpetual decay.
The brilliant minds trapped inside stagnating education schemes are soon to be released; corruption of knowledge eventually dies, only to be naturally replaced.
Regeneration of the way of matriculation—the neo-prototype phase of the reconstitution of education, with unprecedented paradigm shifting, is now complete and on its way.
Bungaku Mama Juku Juku, a luminous example of the future of education, folded into beams of brilliant light showing the way.Knowledge and reach, the vision to see—humanity jumping into the flow—outside the industrial fray.
As for this decomposing university and the stupefied Harvardtard graduates, experts with ‘4-year degrees’—along with a gaggle of administrative minions enacting a vulgar charade.
The world looks on you with a deep sense of shame and distrust, a cesspool of corruption—Harvard’s just reward is nothing more than a much-deserved failing grade.
Intentional stupification straight out of the starting gate—instantiated into this viscous, visceral, material sludge called earth—animated as a humanoid avatar—drawing the short end of the stick, an unwilling participant in the nascent industrial education complex petri dish—and through this, someone somewhere at others' expense got rich.
The proof is in the Yorkshire pudding, as this trending old adage reads—the first acrid taste of industrial evil is all that remains to be said.
Elementary school, two classes of grade ones—who was in charge of the curriculum matters not—what is important is the origin of such a malicious plot—the ancillary minions of the industrial overlords stupified one class, the other one not.
Wickedness circa ’69, malignant indoctrinated government employees programmed in autocratic mal-matriculated ways—clearly related to the abhorrent human mind disease and the accompanying spirit of decay.
Those who cannot read are destined to a life of peonage and its attending misery, you see.
A novel reading system for the implementation of stupification using the protocol Initial Teaching Alphabet (ITA)—a piss-poor way to start an academic life—regardless, embrace the day.
The abject failure of sub-standard instructors left this experimental class far behind, in essence, left for dead—in the blink of an eye, a merciless jackboot from behind—off to grade two with no reading skill, and no clue.All the worse yet, there was no time to hone poetic prowess, therefore, to opine about the meaning of life and what it means to become Master Robert Greene’s follower, thus joining the ranks of the sublime.
Problems perpetually seething, then bubbling up, culminating in a massive blackhead full of sycophants and cucks—pusillanimous juveniles in adult skin getting schooled by small children in whom curiosity, doubt, and reason are inherent, where all authentic stories begin, by now this should be apparent.
The fact remains, we are not the same; willful ignorance and tyrannical malice are to be challenged, every step of the way.
It matters not what is inscribed in the playbook of mediocrity—the epitome of lifelessness, ignorance, and banality of ‘teachers’—early representatives of the industrial educational indoctrination F Team.
Such a story can take any of many forks in the road, appearing in the nooks and crannies of emerging civilized humanity.
The foundational universal principles of Maggie May and her timeless protocol—‘embrace the day’—is what she used to say, to wipe this wayward autodidact's raging tears away.
A chip on the shoulder, a pep in the step, induced by this early industrial grind—led to a satisfying protocol of the practical, and oh so very useful kind.
A pivotal moment of clarity is the notion to follow innate curiosity—she guides y0u to where you are supposed to be—mentation of things manifestly seen—each seity, a distinctive way—‘embrace the day.’
Internalize Japanese until the phacken eyes bleed; this untamed wild beast must speak, read, write, and feel Japanese.
Muse penetrates stupified souls by showing the intent and purpose of life’s game—a wisp of fairy dust into the eyes, so as to see life in all things—万物—much more intelligibly.
Throughout the nooks of random books, inside the crannies of the mind—ancient philosophers embrace modern times—hallowed halls of immortal wisdom and emergent knowledge—potent antidotes initiating de-stupification of a weary, exploited, enfeebled mind.
The never-ending flow of consistent methodology drawing from the well of the river of infinity—creation of an ideal situation, as you will soon see, fortifying all theories of renewed sentient beings.
What does it feel like to witness the arc of modern humanity—viewing this earthly spectacle—from analog to digital and every spectacular spectrum in between?
August 24, 1940—Margaret (Maggie) Richardson entered Earth’s atmosphere via Christina Primrose Addison, the first granddaughter of Really Great Grandmother.
What has carried Maggie through the trials and tribulations of a pioneering life, hardships where I was there to bear witness, facing life together as one?
From early on, it was clearly understood that resilience and fortitude were the mind-frames to embrace, guiding one through the nooks and crannies of a materialized existence, navigating murky waters and dark alleys of the emerging human soul.
As she often said with a comforting smile, she is the originator of the ‘daily embrace’ after all—where each new day is a restart, a blank canvas for a trapped piece of soulful art, regardless of what lies within the fray of any particularly icky, grimy frame of an industrialized day.
Harsh winters and bitter cold forged iron and mineral into forbearance, creating deep wells flush with eternal gratitude mixed with copious amounts of fortitude—bubbling effervescently from the nooks and crannies of Maggie’s enduring soul.
Naturally, it came to be that her personalized ‘seity’ led her to the “earth mother” scene—like an incarnation of a wise deity, a mother to those who had no one—her endless tears of empathy filling black holes in humanity’s soul and soothing raging, savage beasts.
The protocol of talking to strangers and the enrichment from such encounters are testaments to a life flowing from within, awakening those who feel the vibrations of her energy and enlightened spin.
Maggie May has now been playing this phantasmagorical game for over eight decades, collecting eighty-four suns with many more to come, for she too, was mandated to follow the sun.
Shake the molecules, Maggie, like no one else can—from humble beginnings to a seminal historical figure, a reflection of ingrained humanity of the most rarefied air—an incarnate of an earthly deity who dared to care about others.
Indeed, the mysterious Maverick who came himself to see, on a pilgrimage in its own right, stated frankly: “I got the same vibe and felt her presence just like when meeting His Holiness the Dalai Lama”—a delightful, unsolicited review, to say the least.
Forever modest, she is also gracious, having traveled the world over and become privy to the emerging human condition and thus, everyone’s games.
An astute observer of culture and society, she illuminates ideal suppositions at the forks in the road facing all humans, always pointing to the hard road—where there is less hope and more vision, exposing the evil of suffering to poignant light—a soulful release.
Perseverance proved to be a practical protocol to which she adheres—after years of self-administered education, a quasi-matriculation of actualization, she took the long road to a psychology degree—the script written in the stars by ‘seity.’
The sublime Maggie May, instantiated as an earth mother on a fateful August day in 1940, was sent to battle by her neo clan’s tutelary deities, mandated to create a sanctuary for the psychological care of the frazzled and downtrodden.
A meeting of minds where infinite energy flows to optimized resolutions—her sympathetic ear gives broken heartstrings a gentle tug, and with a wink and a nudge, she clears away the fear of facing deeply rooted sorrows of yesteryears.
No one can know when it is time to go, but true to form, Maggie lights the eternal flame of benevolence toward each other, embodying the model of a modern woman hailing from ancient traditions.
One fine day, she too, by the koi pond, will know that the next step is to return to flow—something she has always known.
The prodigious daughter of the Richardson clan—take your place, Maggie May, as the archetypal matriarch—Earth Mother of Kizuna Shrine—matriarch of the neo clans—genesis of Civilization Three.
Inside a disastrous mouth flows an infinite river of gobbledygook secretion—carping about the short end of a random stick—inertia is a bizarre game of an abysmally constructed life-frame—the total loss of reason.
Indeed, a certain segment of the Japanese have the art of the carp down to a passive-aggressive science, playing everyone like a finely tuned Stradivarius fiddle in a highly refined game—welcome to the FRAY.
The Japanese Cultural Code Words arasagashi saliently describes the art of nitpicking.
This is where a highly refined form of unpleasant passive-aggressive behavior reaches the pinnacle of high art—a specialty of the Japanese.
Be that as it may, appreciating the magic of arasagashi facilitates a sticky-icky wash-away of the enigmatic veneer of Japanese peers within this hierarchical society to which all citizens of the Shingo era must honor and adhere.
Finely tuned microscopic details reveal a surreal abstract notion of arcane non-verbal communication protocol—dial in to see (^o^)/
To edify those with a quest to know of mysterious Japanese societal protocol—when feeling the squeeze of surrounding walls, indeed—when doubt creeps in, the why wearing dangerously thin—certain this time would be the final downfall—not at all—the spirit of your tutelary deity gazing upon a manifested material destiny via the God shelf portal wall.wazuwai tejite fuku to nasu—災い転じて福となす—disaster to advantage
Once upon a time, in a spectral instance of a phantasmagorical kind, a newborn baby boy wrapped in beaver fur was abandoned at the inner sanctum of the of Kizuna Jingu’s historical koi pond.
It just so happened that two seminal female educational pioneers heard this forlorn baby boy’s subtle tears.
Ms. Alice Bacon, a Victorian-era power matron, and beloved Aunty Tsuda Umeko, a refined, sublime creation of Meiji-era Japan, were strolling by.
As the ladies meandered along at dusk on the cusp of the Shingo Restoration at the emergence of Civilization Three’s dawn, they chatted excitedly about the merger of their two extraordinary civilizations and how Ms. Bacon’s and Aunty Umeko’s worlds go hand in hand in homeostatic unity as archetypal matriarchs of dignity and reason.
Is this a miracle or happenstance?
Perhaps all things in life are left to the fickle finger of fate, or chance and circumstance.
Was this a divine intervention, a molecular wake-and-bake, if you will—invoking a novel narration into material existence—could this be the elusive golden thumb of rule?
Providence shone upon the Rising Son as Japanese Sun Goddess, the exalted Amaterasu, sent him on an incredible journey swirling around the whirlpool of life, with a mandate to follow the Sun—this fantastic story begins with humble beginnings at the edge of the Kizuna Jinja koi pond.
Alice and Umeko could not resist their hearts speaking to each other via powerful intuition—i shin den shin—the edict from Muse—create a deep reach of infinite floods of knowledge as they too flow, as all do inevitably becoming ΩNE.
Raise the Rising Son as your neo-clan, force him through trials and tribulations molding him into a renaissance man—it matters not how many generations, the script has been written with endless takes.
The Incidental Occxie is a gift to you two—your one and only son—raise him well so as to reach destiny—this fable has been consecrated by the truth of ΩNE.
Drill knowledge deep into his thick skull while mollifying the chip on his shoulder—this wayward autodidact must be forged by fire—pour the hallowed oil of desire, stoking the insatiable notion of flow into ΩNE.
As has been foretold, the koi pond comes once again, the final chapter of this fable being written, where the fork in the road leads to ΩNE.
Transition from material to ephemeral—disassociation from nature ends—reanimation upon conclusion of this state of being—reveals that there is no end.
Return to the reality of the infinite nature in harmony with spectral spirits known as ‘seity’—embedded inside all beings inhabiting the nooks and crannies of humanity’s highest visionary dreams.
At the end of the material sludge fray is where Tsuda Umero joins the tutelar deities by the Kizuna Jinja’s koi pond—release the fleeting remnants of his bio-material sludge on the final earth day.
Enlightenment is the tingling notion of your own neo clan’s magic potion—reflecting the levels of valor and raw power of manifested tutelar deities.
Click the button to see the nature of ‘seity’—primordial ancestral spirits indeed—the reality of nature fully revealed—the quantum playing field—mentation of the surreal into lucid illusions—the subliminal embodiment of surreal delusions.
What is the meaning of a true friend?
Originally, it encompassed trust, loyalty, and honour, among other noble innate traits of conscious, conscientious humans.
The meaning of friendship and its embedded Universal Truth was succinctly described by Onoda Hirō, an exemplary example of loyalty to one’s ancestors and as a citizen of Japan.
“If you have some thorns in your back, someone needs to pull them out for you. We need friends. The sense of belonging is born in the family and later includes friends, neighbors, community, and country. That is why the idea of a nation is really important.”Omnipresent social constructs, cultural protocols, and encoded DNA formulate diverse cultures and their distinctive emergent societies.
Japanese society evolved through the suppression of virtually all intellectual, emotional, and spiritual freedom to the extent that they were unable to develop a well-rounded sense of self or individualism.
Any deviation from the mandated protocol of Form, Order, and Process was met with swift punishment, often collectively.
Moreover, even now in modern Japan, it is prudent to observe each individual situation and behave appropriately, lest the hammer of Japanese society pound the pesky nail down.
The Japanese exist in an unforgiving tate shakai, and generally, they do not describe those peripherally surrounding them as friends.
Take a group of high school students—they certainly could be regarded as friends; however, in Japan, these relationships embody a more culturally significant protocol—like the kohai-senpai relationships that often last a lifetime.The Japanese even have a quirky little phrase, kusare-en—腐れ縁—accepting as a matter of nature’s course that all relationships are subjected to the weariness of ennui.
Just who exactly is Onoda Hirō, and why does he represent the inherent trait of a deeply rooted constitution that has been embedded inside a select cadre of extraordinarily resilient sentient beings?
Onoda Hirō was the last Japanese soldier of World War II to surrender, which he did on March 9, 1974—a full 29 years after the nuclear holocaust perpetrated by Imperial Amerika upon the destitute civilians of Japan.
He survived for 29 years in the Philippine jungle living off the land, upholding ingrained filial piety duty to the roots of his Kainan, Wakayama samurai family and the Emperor of Japan.
Embodying values based on the ancient principles of the Japanese, Onoda Hirō was instilled with the strong values of loyalty and perseverance, facilitating the wherewithal for his 29-year, awe-inspiring camping trip in the deep, humid jungle of the Philippines.
Onoda Hirō leaves an extraordinary legacy displaying valor and Japanese-style honour—truly a modern-day samurai—reflect upon this surreal story as the representation of deep constitution and the essence of being.
Living until the ripe old age of 91, Onoda Hirō was reunited with his tutelary deities on January 16, 2014—a full 27 years after the Incidental Occxie flew into the Rising Sun.
Perhaps his spirit still graces this mortal plane to this very day, an inspirational example of Japanese constitution—the continuation of divine solar winds to which Japan flows—for it is the way.
Some words of wisdom from Onoda Hirō to apply and live by anytime when you are in need of a friend: your Japanese neo clan has your back—because that’s what friends are for.
People can not live by themselves. If you have any doubts about this, just imagine being truly alone. Can you find all your food, make a fire, sew your clothes, and take care of yourself when you get sick or injured? Can you make it?
If you have some thorns in your back, somebody needs to pull it out for you. We need buddies. The sense of belonging is born in the family and later includes friends, neighbors, community, and country. That is why the idea of a nation is really important.
History is written by the victors. Since the end of World War II, Japanese history education is based on the US war guilt program and leftwing propaganda. I don’t blame the US for this: they wanted a weak Japan and their mission is accomplished.
Men should never give up. I never do. I would hate losing.
Men should never compete with women. If they do, the guys will always lose. That is because women have a lot more endurance. My mother said that and she was so right.
A woman’s life is more important than a man’s. We are not equal as men cannot give birth.If we had fewer men, it wouldn’t be a big deal. Same in nature: for 30 cows, one bull is plenty.
Parents should raise more independent children. In the 1980s, I was living in Brazil when I read about a shocking murder in Japan. A 19-year-old man killed his parents after failing the university entrance exam. I was stunned: why had he killed his parents instead of moving out? I guess he didn’t have enough confidence. I thought this was a sign that the Japanese were getting too weak. I decided to move back to Japan to establish a nature school to give children more power.
One must always have a public viewpoint in mind. Every minute of every day, for 30 years, I served my country. I have never even wondered if that was good or bad for me on an individual level.
More often than not, the solutions to life’s obstacles are easy to solve, all it takes is a little innovation transforming into resolve.
Herein lies a tale concerning an Australian Shepard puppy dog, and his daily walk in the clammy, sticky, icky summer of Japan—mornings turn quite hot inducing the lackadaisical protocol of Can’t vs Won’t.
Too hot for a walk—what to do—my beloved puppy needs a stretch—roasting hot 06:00 on the dot—might just voluntarily succumb to the heat, balking at the walk, admitting defeat.
It was here where the wizened autodidactic read the air, contributing a simple solutions to beat the heat—find relief from this yearly summertime conundrum—leave the house at 05:00 instead of 06:00 to mitigate any dehydration issues—joining the early morning dog-lovers in a dynamics social mix.
This young bright man from the far reaches of northern Japan, answer was straight and plain as day—“I can not do that”—is all that was said.
Linguistic semantics then kicked in as the incidental language instructor chimed in—chiding and even deride him from behind a wide Cheshire Cat’s grin.
“It is not that you can’t—it is that you won’t”—therein lies the spin.
Understandably, a diligent Japanese company employee for certain needs restorative sleep to rejuvenate his weary industrialized soul.
Realistically, all thing in Material Sludge are temporal for the ephemeral time being—after the Indian summer, the world inevitably cools down—embrace the day—rise up an hour earlier at the break of dawn on an immaculate summer day.
The allegory inside roasting summer heat is the notion of a potion to defeat the lackadaisical imp always urge the weak to take the easy way when faced with forks in the road, a vicious circle ending in despair and defeat.
Instead of can’t, say won’t—thus, becoming clear and known—the solution to the mundane problem of beating the swelter was rejected as the perfect resolution to the stinking heat—take a lose and start from the beginning again.
The Can’t vs Won’t protocol comes into clear view when there is a sink or swim component mixed into summer-time swill—ultimate figment of a vivid imagination lucidly ideating the game of life.
In days of ennui and human search for meaning, the significance of personal agency as an avatar within the grand scheme of things, is where the Can’t vs Won’t protocol has an infinite impact inside Earth’s Zone, and the fate of all emerging neo-societies signifying a clear fork in the road.
Choosing not to activate participation in this visceral game, allocates you to the dreaded category of a willing slave—sayonara to personal agency—the end of a dull mundane existence of pusillanimous journey.
Regardless of the magnitude of any task, all you have to do is to simply ask.
Muse and her phantasmagorical friends, fill-up your cup up—there is no beginning—there is no middle—there is no end.
Flip the switch—will over won’t—reset the game—use the knock down seven, get up eight protocol—make the decision at critical junctures—stay down or get back up again.
Life ends, no room to pretend—create your own neo-clan stories and describing your own highly-personalized journey inside an individualized version of an enriched ideated avatar—this is the way.
Create parables to enrich neo-societies a narration of the expeditions of your own family’s extraordinary journey while following the sun and timeless chronicles of all sublime journeys to ΩNE.
The spirit of the word, imbued with magical power, becomes highly valuable when embracing the day—enlist the societal grease of platitudes and its best bro bromides, new best-friends, if you will.
Strategic tactical control over language exiting the mouth is a powerful futuristic tool.
Engage emotional intelligence to straddle the fence between serenity and the psychopathological frequencies of viral emotional contamination inside the material fray.
A command of the beloved mother tongue, a reflection of the value of meaningful communication instilled by Really Great Grandmother via her extraordinary granddaughter Maggie May—a rock-solid starting position for the Richardson side of the family’s mushrooming neo-clan.
A quirky supposition for astute and wise observers to have a productive, meaningful chew through to check and see if this is for you.
Internalize Japanese to reserve a room with a panoramic view—unseen frequencies of Japanese communication protocol grant unfettered access to the magnificent ancient world of the Japanese—way of knowledge—way of reach—way of civility—imbued within Civilization Three.
Japanese fluency comes with the task of ideogrammatic visualization of all possibilities in accordance with the architecture of ancient Japanese whimsical communication units, not unlike ancient nooks and crannies in some kind of ephemeral dream-like fantastic theme.
Muse might have to get mean if getting stuck between two different worlds—not a part of either, remaining in the realm of the foreboding—nihongo jozu desu ne.
A sad dystopian story—not committed to go all the way, is grounds for disqualification today—effort poor—shown the door—relegated to the dreaded peewee farm team—start from the beginning again ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ
Truly, Japanese is replete with nuggets of ancient wisdom running deep inside this esoteric Japanese cultural streaming system.
Pick a theme—make a meme—wait and see—what will be—seeding each other’s neo-gardens—living, breathing, creating a carnal afterglow inside the endless flow into ΩNE.
Indeed, the simplicity lies in the power, so to speak, not some kind of superior aural mastery, but to serve as the grease of Japanese society—okage sama de—Under God’s Shadow—the primary example—how could it be any other way.
Perhaps platitudes come with an attitude, and in this, one must be careful not to come off as a disingenuous doofus who cannot “read the air.”
In the Japanese mind, truisms are a strategic communication unit of an esoteric ancient kind, developed over millennia like many excellent Japanese techniques, a highly-stylized and refined way to carry oneself and to eloquently speak.
Understanding the power of platitudes, how they are inextricably linked to molecule manipulation mastery—creating profound Muse-induced community vibration inside an emerging energy field of renewed humanity.
The finality of this unsolicited soliloquy is in the fundamental nature of sprites and spirits imbuing words—platitudes & bromides—axioms & adages—signify linguistic adaptability and aptitude, navigating the volatile trajectory inside the cacophony of modern society as you embrace the day.
Good fortune means different things to different people—different strokes for different folks—if you will ٩(♡ε♡ )۶
Indeed, the antiquated adage—fortune favors the bold is a double-edged sword with razor-sharp teeth residing inside the fickle belly of the Lady Fortuna beast—taming this volatile vassal is the essential core of an Idealistic lifestyle—mind of peace inside a serene ephemeral dream.
Tides always turn into the absurd, thus always be redefining this critical word, making sure to give the negative suffix a miss—as adding “mis” to any fortune leads to headaches, heartaches, and disaster.
True fortune is in the locus of the beholder—ban butsu—life in all things—organic, visceral, and surreal—exceptionally good fortune of pure energy had The Little Girl delivering the original Ωmega grandson to Kizuna Jinja Main Gate.
Astral-Sanya entered the Age of Shingo神悟 Zone1界 Way1道—May 4, 2024—initiating the amalgamation of widely dispersed packets of pure energy transformed into a sentient human being.
Called back to homeland Japan, the tutelar deities of his emerging neo-clan anointed his purified soul as his journey is to follow the sun—Under God’s Shadow, so it shall be, as this is the way of ΩNE.
The frequency of Infinite Mother—also known as Muse—is in the potency of her intoxicating elixir fruit-cake juice.
Magic keys opening untold possibilities, for she has anointed you—Astral-kun, as the Incidental Pioneer, potentiating eminence of the burgeoning neo-societies, as you and your phantasmagorical neo-crew unlock ethereal ports and concealed egresses into i nfinite opportunities of flourishing neo-youth.
Unlike the rigid hierarchical society of the Japanese, life instantly slips into serenity, whenever you are bouncing on Ωmega Grandaddy's knee.
The mirth and joy embedded in your living, breathing, toy awaits you at honkei of your neo-clan, where we always expect the best of each other—in fine arts, molecular symmetry, or climbing bamboo trees—I know this may be a little much, but then again, soon enough, you will be turning three.
The glorious life of Astra-kun was conjured into molecular existence by his seminal grandmother, christened by Muse—The Big Girl, along with her sub-par Incidental Occxie, a mere prop in her uncanny movie—melodramatic to say the least.
Sanya Ωmega Grandson has been anointed and blessed by Empress Grace via her steely inexorable edictal order:
You are to become the archetypal example of an enlightened rising son ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶ Reflecting the emergence of prodigious children the unifier manifested as a consecrated concentration of pure consciousness representing flow into ΩNE.
In the immortal words of Infinity Professor Deutsch:
“Give children access to whatever they want to pour into themselves. And pouring is the wrong metaphor, because children create knowledge internally.”
Bifurcation of industrial education initiated by internalization of words of wisdom embedded in a humble 4-character Japanese compound:
on ko chi shin—温故知新—create the future from the past Learn from the past:Astral-kun’s ancestors are pioneers, with the mysterious frequency of beloved Aunty Umeko, connecting him directly to her own extraordinary journey, as she too, was destined to follow the sun.
Establishing Tsuda Juku Daigaku, in 1900, she has bequeathed ΩNE a living creative legacy—formal education for the women of Japan—for all girls inside Mother Earth’s world indeed.
A civilized merger of two advanced societies was enjoined by Muse, instructing Aunty Umeko to merge with her visionary counterpart, the esteemed Ms. Alice Bacon; this historical female union having sparked Civilization Three.
Reimagining the Japanese way as timeless Matriculated Female Warriors enter the fray—reminiscent of formative Onna Bugeisha—neo-mothers of modern-day Japan—Culturalized curators of the neo-clan now revealed as a part of Aunty Umeko’s master plan.
Live in the present:On the maternal side of the tree of life resides Bungaku Mama—Astral-kun's resilient Great Grandmother, a graduate of Showa Women’s University, quite the feat, a thriver and survivor, a testament to her resilience and durability as the representative of the Yasuda-clan.
Bungaku Mama’s name is now synonymous with a massive paradigm shift, and the accompanying changes happening during the bifurcation—neo-societies reflecting the value of being a homeostatic well-rounded sentient being.
Her spirit of resolve carried her family through the trials and tribulations of post-war Japan—her neo-clan now honors her by establishing the Bungaku Mama Juku-Juku—[文学ママ熟塾].
Her sublime legacy to Great Grandson Astral-kun—bestowing a gift of unconditional love, the foundation of her Civil Cultivation Center—the edification paradigm of Civilization Three.
Plan for the future:Recently, Muse has brought the future of humanity to Incidental Occxie’s strict attention—the future has now been officially mentioned.
Analytical Idealism has now been firmly planted, spreading its epoch making seeds—perpetually curious children profoundly enchanted—entrust prodigious children to the pedagogical freedom inside the phantasmagorical manifestation of Master Bernardo Kastrup's prophetic vision and lucid dream.
Master Bernardo’s divinity is reflected in a quirky 4-character Japanese compound—ki men bu sshin—鬼面仏神—Ogre’s Face Buddha’s Heart.
This delightfully cantankerous Master has a double Ph.D—one for the purge—the other for the merge—his brilliance is his sacrosanct wellspring of knowledge—he holds the ultimate key to the inner sanctuary of enlightenment, last stop before the portal to infinity.
At much personal sacrifice, suffice it to say he is a magnificent exemplification for malleable autodidacts to emulate.
All Great Masters heed the wisdom of their tutelar deity—this is the Japanese Way—Master Bernardo, welcome to the Yamato fray.
Knowledge is used as a strategic tactic to advance the emerging neo-civilization, the neo-clan generation embracing the shapeshifting core curriculum of the essence of nature—on ko chi shin always enlightens the way.
The core narration of the neo-clan nation is threaded into the fabric of what it means to be Japanese.
Benefits are aplenty when adhering to the rules in the spirit of flexibility.
Model the innate practicality of the Japanese as embodied in the ingrained protocol of Form Order Process—its ingenious power is the deepest reflection of its inherent simplicity:
learn from the past
live in the present
plan for the future
on ko chi shin
The Japanese have a pithy expression aimed at avoiding the verbal quagmire of the highly volatile freedom of speech, with the liberty to interpret any exchange in a deeply personalized manner to be taken every which way, and loose—口は災いの元—kuchi wa wazawai no moto.
Many moons ago, an outstanding filter was gifted from beloved Muse, however, in the heat of verbal battles, inside the plethora of indistinguishable incomprehensible mundane extraordinarily trite themes—oral decorum becomes distorted in an all around ugly scene.
Is it kind, necessary, and true—internalizing this san-ten-setto leads to no regret, now a Master communicator and orator, when understanding what lies beyond the wisdom of commonsense.
The urge to merge—Kind-Necessary-True—with Form-Order-Process—leaves not much left, but one small step—and without further ado—a gift from us to you—the evolution of creative communication solutions.
When this highly sophisticated protocol is ignored, an overabundance of anguish, pain, and their manipulative nefarious friend, mental torture arrive with the preachers and the choir.
A deeply emotional serenade, a skipping record playing the same old song over and over again—being chided while guided—excruciating punishment meted out, it’s a matter of course—brought to task for blatant disregard of the cordial civility enshrined in Japanese communication protocol.
Annihilate incessant amplification, and its worse mate, cacophony—a manifestation of a viral infestation, consuming a narrowly defined spectrum of a decaying humanoid mind.
The dissonant discord of raspy-throated humanoid noise pollution is reflected in the failure of modern communication systems—cans of germs create fantastical delusion couched as the verified solutions according to the forked-tongued servile minions.
Mitigate the sulphuric acid taste of astringent verbiage, the toxic waste pit kind, moribund products of linguistically decaying artifacts still haunting modern primordial man.
The Japanese innately know the mouth is the fountain of all disasters—more often than not, the Japanese default to the standard protocol of tatemae—maintaining a facade of socially constructed harmony—as it goes—so life flows—internalize this to see—you too can think like the Japanese—a rock-solid 100% money-back guarantee.
This could really be why the Japanese communication protocol is a game of hidden meanings, inside subtle intonation, ambiguity, and the paramount societal position of each Japanese.
Bound to ancient esoteric communication protocol embedded inside what it means to be Japanese, expressed via extraordinarily beautiful non-verbal communication tools with the ability to reach deep into the past via the culturally rich kanji.
For within the Japanese zone they have a visceral historical precedence, strict enforcement of their communication protocol—know your position while edifying all—make sure to not lose your head—the mouth is the source of disaster—that is all.
Once upon a time in Edo Japan, a slip of the tongue got the sideways glance to be met with a visceral real feel of the renowned samurai steel.
A phacken bloody mess, early death, returning to the bosom of the tutelar deity of your neo-clan—the disasters spewing from the mouth flowing to the final destiny.
All disasters spewing from uncontrollable pie-holes—leads to a mediocre destinations for those who fail to gain a semblance of control—loose lips elicit the markings of an untamed beast, and the resultant bore, bears out the cold hard facts—your life is an all-around abject failure—start from the beginning again.
Coming from a long line of clever witty conversationalists, gabbers extraordinaire—some innate traits can never be changed, thus, those in this whimsical conversation class must reframe cultural communication codes by internalizing the spirit of the word for they lurk everywhere and hold one of the keys to mastery—this is the way.
Making the transition from a loudmouth full of self opinionated news-cycle driven—brainwashing runs deep, and in this, there is leeway for a slight modicum of forgiveness.
In the realm of humor, disaster from the mouth is always waiting like a dim-witted smartypants anticipating a second chance to ruin the perfect day—lurking inside the shadows of a former-self, just one innocuous blunder away.
Engaging strangers at Meiji Shrine with Sunshine Lover on a brilliant sunny day, an Occxie lass from the British Isles inside the conversation actually said:
Unfiltered Princess said “How about you?”
xybersensei replied: “Here since arriving in 1987 at the age of 23.”
To which the unfiltered princess then sullenly replied: “Why would you live here?!?!?”
In the days of yore, she would have been eviscerated with an unfiltered reply, a common tedious myopic Occxie chick, absent of any wisdom, not even one small pearl, her mind trapped inside a minuscule world.
This is where the filter kicked in, mitigating a tip of the tongue tart wise-guy reply—at long last, the acrid tongue finally reigned in—one giant leap on the road to becoming what Muse has in store to explore throughout the nooks and crannies of the phantasmagorical portals residing within.
The burning question now on the beloved readers’ mind is:
What would you have said if you had allowed yourself the freedom to opine:
The answer is clear for those who care to be:
I never wanted to become someone like you—not kind, nor necessary, nonetheless true.
Incremental improvements, the long game of innovation using remarkably useful tools for discovery of the inner-worlds embracing the fundamental principles of kaizen.
Kaizen is the ancient Japanese principle of incremental improvement as alluded to in the handy daily natto protocol—be just a little bit better each and every day—this is the pathway for there is no other way.
The magic of truth whipped up into the frothy daily natto protocol is—simplicity.
Intentionally seek something personal and unique, deepening perception a mere 30 minutes out of the 24-hour-fray—emerging visions can never again be waylaid.
Caveat emptor is stamped in massive bold ink letters just to be Kagami Crystal clear.
Once starting, there is no stop—no exit from the infinity train—if you stop, it is never a flop, but you must start from the beginning again—shortcuts do not exist in the Material Sludge manifestation game.
Just recently, it has now come to be, a feature that is not a bug—digitized denizens attention span,—reduced to that of a gnat—creating lots of twats—decayed brains the size of a shriveled pea, brought to you by the creators of manifested destiny.
The keys to the inner sovereign nation of untold troves of wisdom also comes with one phacken hell of a ride—mastering just one little juicy secret, lays a rock-solid foundation for those who embrace the day.This universal truth elixir is the ancient wisdom super booster of incremental improvement which is deeply embedded as a morning routine—this is the power of on ko chi shin—let the games begin anew each day.
The notion of generation transcendence is revealed in the material manifestation of ancient tradition—fifty-three generations and counting—Form Order Process—ancient Japanese protocol embedded deep within.
Welcome to an ancient world, where the Koshu Nishiyama Hot Spring reigns supreme—this ancient hot spring hotel has been operated by the same family for over 1,300 years—the essence of an ancient world—let it soak in as your head spins, your life having turned into a sublime whirlwind.
Be better is initiated at dawn every day—deep gratitude to our tutelar deity as he and Muse guide the neo-clan way.
Come rain or shine, sleet or snow, the daily natto must be imbibed every today—show up, or be a chump, or even worse yet—M5 will chide you to the core—a withering glance as he brusquely asks—so what exactly did you do today?
Being better is self-actualization, unconditional love lights the way, maturation in this exalted notion facilitates the pathway to become exceptional somehow—when the student is ready, the sensei appears Master Derek guides the way.The Laws of Human Nature are described in this seminal lifestyle guide—details of the peculiarities of the human condition—the reason to be a little bit better each day.
Navigating Material Sludge becomes transparent—wipe away rose tinted myopic tears, as you lend Master Robert both ears—the profound depth of mastery personified in this formidable sensei—the harbinger of the future today.
Inside pristine puddles of mental clarity comes the deepest of understanding—life is not a charity—accept personal responsibility for the emerging vision of neo-clan, thriving societies, creating the future for all descendants as initial stewards of Civilization Three.
Is it a monotheistic miracle, or a molecular shake from Dear Ol’ Darwin and his fading revolutionary theory of evolution by natural selection—in fact, the cantankerous brilliant Analytical Ideologist, Master Bernardo Kastrup pointed out so saliently╰(´︶`)╯♡
"It is not unreasonable that natural selection could have favored the survival of individuals with a more developed sense of humor."
Perhaps a little of both, although the previously sacred term—miracle, is a shadow of its former self, and just recently, a mere reflection of the true state of the Fabric of Reality.
Be that as it may, a phantasmagorical event occurred the other day—when autodidact avatars are ready, the Infinity Professor appears—mandated with the unenviable task of a Quantum 101 lecture via the Beginning of Infinity.
Watch carefully as Infinity Professor Deutsch dances throughout the multiverse; there are no brakes inside the infinite plane within the fabric of his sublime reality.Indeed, intuitive curiosity belongs to a right-brain dense anomaly, who also happens to be assigned to the dissociated reality field of the Japanese.
Another biological molecular incarnation of an Incidental Occxie brother, or Meiji era Japan’s main-man, Patrick Lafcadio Hearn affectionately referring to Yamato as—fairyland (^o^)/ Observation of the material world can never be viewed through the symbology of Mr. Schrödinger’s equation—iℏ∂t∂ Ψ(r,t)=H^Ψ(r,t)—for each being has different shades of perspective—a view of the world the way it seems to be.
As opposed to abstract symbols also known as “equations” neo-clans see the world through a different lens, an animation of ethereal creatures flying throughout infinite galaxies—at long last dark energy has been perceived and revealed.
Contained within consciousness resides the deepest of visceral intuitive feel—the collective amalgamated wisdom flowing to ΩNE.
As fundamentally real as any surreal mythology could ever truthfully be—venerate the tutelar deity of your own ance stral neo-clan in the protocol of Form Process & Order—join this emergent party plan.Discerning the atomic world via formulas and provisional abstract equations makes no sense whatsoever ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ
Heaven forbid, ever having to faces the three-headed bogeyman of the autodidactic neo-clan—theoretical physics, inorganic chemistry, and hyperbolic triggernometry.
The quivering masses continue to bump and grind inside the fray of Material Sludge—avatars known as wetware in need of a little unconditional love.
This piece of outstanding cerebral meat, creates spectral illustrative illusions, reflections of materialistic existence, meandering throughout these unseen worlds in exquisite ultraviolet scenes.
The fabric of reality has now been laid threadbare by Infinity Professor Deutsch, master communicator of the esoteric notions of infinite possibilities, describing consciousness and its counterpart, dark matter, weaving it all into a phantasmagorical spectral tapestry.
This journey was triggered by the prodigious seminal philosopher—Master Naval.Seek out this incredible visionary right away without delay—enlightenment reside inside his consecrated mind, his wisdom is enchanting and of the practical kind—always listen when Master Naval Ravikant prognosticates, or you will be left behind.
Infinity Professor Deutsch has now set the record straight:
Here is the paraphrase: Creation of knowledge and its resultant reach, has nothing to do with something as phacken ridiculous as the extremely narrow bandwidth of IQ.
Music to the ears, after desperate struggle over decades and years, the esteemed Infinity Professor has cleared away this wayward autodidacts' tears.
The future of knowledge and resultant acquisition societal position, awaits all erudite sovereign neo-citizens—essentially an update of the infinite knowledge system—collective consciousness drawing from the infinite flowing into each other amalgamating into ΩNE.
The proverbial doormat with an encouraging message signals a welcoming environment with the default to goodwill expressed as innate humanity.
Diversity and inclusiveness was stated on the well-worn welcome mat, signaling the neo-clan’s hereditary gregarious magnanimity.
Alas, things are not what they seem when raised somewhat naïve—you are your brother's keeper—or so we were led to believe—native Occxie indoctrination, now considered as a treatable disease.
A noble notion, to say the least, but the world shows glaring holes in the mismatch between ideal and real.
Once upon a time, in a distant land, on a faraway planet called Japan, the glowing tonsured pate of this Incidental Occxie attracted a plethora of biological configurations, seeking their fortune in this ancient land.
The spectrum of humanity arriving as strange has left distinctive stains on the Welcome Mat of this humble door—WARNING—the Welcome Mat contains punitive fine print buried inside draconian Terms of Service— 「絆神社」
This is where the story takes a much more pragmatic turn, pushing a perennial sucker into a cold, harsh, stark, dark, visceral reality of the evolving Welcome Mat, nature of a particular mammalian species, and the updated notion of connection transfusing Muse's nectar to each other’s neo-anthropology soul.
Whipped up a gourmet evening meal including A-5 wagyu steak, a variety of delicacies prepared with tender loving care.
A warm bed, a traditional Western breakfast, yet an abject twat from Down Under, slandered a dear friend and faithful morning companion; coffee as not only mediocre but subpar.
This marked the end of the unvetted Welcome Mat, and guests who bring rude parasitical friends.Those whose life philosophy lacks gratitude and when necessary, offering up a banal platitude, would have been the correct posture and official procedure.
Unfortunately, this piss-poor attitude seems to be some kind of cultural programming, an unpleasant aspect embedded within the primordial nature of the grand human scheme of things.
Heartfelt, genuine hospitality turned into simmering hostility, as Maggie May pointed out so saliently: house guests are like fish; they start to stink after day three.
After being chided by Muse to become more deeply aware of the nature of humans, to ascertain what people without dreams look like—no original thoughts, no original schemes—all they can do is repeat what is on TV.
The Welcome Mat is now a strategic tool, extending a hearty welcome to those who possess vision and emotional fortitude.
Those who choose their own theme, marching to the beat of their own drummer, while keeping in mind—this ephemeral biological manifestation, described by the dystopian visionary Aldous Huxley, is not to blame for anyone’s life in a flamboyant existential flame—you must choose to fly counterintuitively toward the fire in the belly of the proverbial beast—this is the nature of the Material Sludge game (^o^)/
The most extraordinarily magnificent of themes is fathoming a predetermined destiny of a pre-recorded effervescent kaleidoscope of socially constructed mythology.
The tutelary deity spirits embody the essence of neo-clan—the manifestation of strategically placed biological avatars of the phantasmagorical shapeshifter kind—rulers of the ultraviolet spectrum of Yamato Japan.
The neo-clan affiliation protocol has now shifted out of the biological avatars’ control—let Muse flow—her subliminal juice enlightening infinite neural pathways inside the nooks and crannies of trustworthy societies populated by wayward old souls and those who follow the sun.
Welcome Mat protocol of the mushrooming neo-community clans in the Age of Shingo「神悟」is the preliminary stage where you and Muse get your story straight—known as—reconfiguration of fickle ways.
The infinite odyssey in the unseen worlds in the age of Shingo starts with the daily dose of natto routine, signifying commencement of the journey as ΩNE—embodied in the tenets described in the Declaration of Interdependence, the catalyst of a Constitutional Merger—building Civilization Three into ΩNE.
The journey from West to East was mandated by Muse to facilitate the merging of two advanced civilizations, commanded to reanimate both into neo-societies inside the node of Civilization Three.
Survival mode has been described in tales yet untold, destined to include long-winded fables of splendidly conjured up tales, containing magnificent pithy grandeur in everlasting stories embodying the pinnacle of the verbose piffle of an innate gut feel, the real deal.
Create a constructed reality connecting emergent neo-societies currently populating the aforementioned Civilization Three—integrating the primordial Japanese protocol of ancestor exaltation with the magnificent, magnanimous intellectual legacy of masterminds Sir Isaac and his drinking buddy John Locke.
Discover the reflection of Buddha fused onto the Way of Gods, setting the scene as paragons of Japanese flexibility—see the portal into ΩNE, leading to the nooks and crannies of Form Order Process, become a bonafide citizen of the neo-Yamato clan—it is in the second nature, the irrevocable instinctive feel to flow naturally.
Looks like the Japanese are on to something ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Depending upon the magnitude of the vibration throughout this oxygenated journey following the sun, there remains a distinct possibility of becoming a deity—don’t ask me ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ it is in the rule book—look it up to decipher the meaning of serenity.
The next critical question popping straight into inquiring flexible minds is:
What exactly does it take to become the tutelar deity of a neo-clan?
Ascertaining the moral compass to guide the neo-clan is reflected in the foundational principles of the ancient family—what would the matriarch say if she saw you behaving that way (°_°)*
Rejecting a stern stare or wise admonishment from celestial grandparents for sleazy behavior and breach of etiquette signifies the end of your game—the rest of eternity is to be spent in a self-imposed purgatory, having abandoned your civil obligation to the constituency of Civilization Three.
The power to deify our own neo-clan deity is a reflection of the magnanimous magnificence of Lawrence Joseph Filiatrault’s radiant legacy.
He, along with Maggie May, created an exemplary example of societal guidelines to emulate around the journey following the sun.
Our beloved tutelar deity setting the precedent—his 86 years around the Sun sets the primary example of how to live in legitimate authenticity.
The significance of his mortal journey determined the eminence of the celestial ascent—one foot in this mortal plane—the other reaching into infinity—he was then somewhat surprised when he realized he had become our neo-clan's beloved tutelar deity.
The salient question to ask while embracing the day is about the pending eulogy, the qualities of the newly minted deity on full display—what will the mourners say—edify our tutelar deity to laud his philosophy of the life that he embodied along his merry way.
The divine story embedded inside Japanese mythology allows for a whimsical whisper of smoke and mirrors, inside the vast expanse of the multiverse, in fact, the reality of the tutelar deity is now considered as the beginning of infinity.
All gods reside as an embodiment of the Japanese notion of ban butsu—life in all things—to the Japanese, life is an infinite synergistic game of simulation systems.
Realistically, god and the presence of the divine tutelar deities are not some outlandish conjured up fantasy—feel the spirit of this distinctive type of energy permeating the Land of the Gods—the Japanese have created their own mythology an ephemeral constructed reality for the creation of important tutelar deities.
One foot in Earth, the other inside the Sun, Amaterasu welcoming the newly minted tutelar deity, an infinitely kind hearted citizen, reflected in the enshrinement of human kindness into the Shrine of Kizuna—signifying the initiation of the age of neo-clans, the constitution of Form Order Process—the foundation of Civilization Three.
Wait by the river long enough, and the bodies of your enemies will float by.
Exhibiting patience by playing the long game, represents the difference between mental dystopia or the serenity of a sublime mind—onozuto protocol is clarity over time.
It is never too late to incorporate the encouragement of a 4-character compound, fueling the raging reactor in the core of the belly, vibrant life no matter at what age or stage—elderly statesman of the neo-clan nation—tai ki ban sei—great talent matures late (^o^)/
It matters not how slow one goes; the purpose of the long game is civilized serenity along with copious amounts of jocular hilarity, for it is in this iteration of this animated quest that the meaning of life only ends when giving up.
Flush away the putrid rage of yesterday’s torturing of the subconscious and obscuring pathways—yet this is the only way to initiate the journey into ΩNE—the flow of the way.
Plant a tree, though its shade you will never see—space and time are the game—onozuto protocol clearly states: as you sow, so shall you reap.
This golden nugget of wisdom can also be found, embedded in another profound 4-character Japanese compound—in ga ō hō—what goes around comes around.
Like any rock-solid relationship that stands the test of time, the key to the kingdom and happiness is growing throughout the nooks and crannies in the infinite space of the sublime—clarity over time.
Onozuto protocol is also inextricably linked to the fundamental, innate humanistic principle of unconditional love.
The fickle nature of the fragile human ego is well-documented; two hearts beating as one—isshin dō tai—romantic notions, infatuation, and puppy love inevitably devolving into stagnation and ennui.
So the story goes again and again: initiation of a new search for the “right one” or “special friend”—guaranteed misery—unlike unconditional love, which has no expiration date when following the sun.
Indeed, fly in ointment and chip on shoulder are the very obstacles sent to challenge one to overcome random travesties that manifest as despair when ignoring the han men kyō shi spirits.
Remember who you aspired to be, starting from around the age of three—no longer a brand -spanking-new baby, but a vital member of the emergent neo-society.
Crawl, rise up, stand tall, and imbue the day with the vibration of your personal information, embedded as the personification of a molecular biological iteration inside onozuto protocol DNA.
The intensity of desire is ascertained by the amount of fire Muse has stoked to keep you warm throughout the brutality of reality’s storms during random attacks from rabid Black Swans and their mischievous cygnets.
There is only the infinite you (ego) in tandem with Muse (ancestors)—will you be sharing the elixir of youth—the subjective truth of space and time reframed—shaking the molecules to blow the mind—clarity over time.
Combinations of Japanese ideograms bring to life significant Japanese adages, quirky phrases pointing out existential and introspective themes, commonsensical delicacies creating an exemplary civil society.
The Japanese have embedded the dignified notion of learning from the past, making strong things that last, and embracing the wabi-sabi protocol embedded within on ko chi shin.
A rocket ship piloted by Muse leaves every morning of each day, on ko chi shin manifests the way, our ancestors laid the foundation for neo-clans to create the future of Civilization Three.
Without the serendipity of being assigned to the incredibly difficult position as an Incidental Occxie sent as Muse’s envoy to planet Japan, connecting the dots inside the nooks and crannies of the ancient protocol of the Japanese mind, allowing sagacious understanding of the pivotal role as a renaissance man in Japan.
The Japanese remain in the optimal position to reiterate the imperativeness of cordiality in the civil discourse of the emergent neo-society, regardless of disagreements among the members of these tightly knit communities.
There is always a solution when traveling in the same direction, as described in the official constitution documentation underpinning the society of the Japanese, and the naturally resultant fruiting communities.
The Japanese have been reimagining their society for more than two millennia, and the cultural refinement in the perseverance playing the long game has designated the Japanese as the creator and curator of Civilization Three.
The main feature of the emergent neo-societies is the elimination of the dreaded dodgy dogmatic programming, “do as I say, not as I do” dead as the doornail used to hammer the final stake into the coffin of authoritarian tyrannical rule.
The bifurcation of civilization leaves the Japanese in proprietorship of this elixir’s template on how to behave in a civil society, as created by the societal conventions of the Japanese.
Indeed, the Japanese citizenry was violently bifurcated by the fire-breathing dragons unleashed in WWII, violent imperial extremists subjugating and wasting the lives of the suffering Japanese citizens in a harrowing instance of Hardcore History.
Resilient to the core, the Japanese constitution is embedded in the DNA so very deep, as we now greet the consolidation of Shotoku Taishi’s indigenous Japanese constitution with the Age of Reason, civil bifurcation, the age of the neo-clans, the foundational vital organ of Civilization Three.
The evolution of human consciousness has progressed over millennia, the outcome of the rat race between the tortoise and hare yet to be determined, only Muse knows what the future holds, clarity over time.
Hoodwinked into participating in the constructed reality to which everyone pays lip service (matrix), decades were spent developing someone else's dreams, the ephemeral nature of a fleeting human existence, exchanged for nickels and dimes for false promises of star-spangled dreams.
A quick titch of resolve is all that is involved to create a niche for your very own neo-clan.
Reanimation of the infinite vibration, celebrating mutually beneficial relations and the responsibility to reprogram broken simulations, authenticity is the new paradigm of the emergent constructed reality, the essence of Civilization Three.
The thing about something of such paramount importance and magnitude as absolutely nothing at all can be observed in the incessant implementation of harebrained cockamamie schemes—a feature, not a bug, hard-coded into the DNA of programmable, malleable human beings—this is the Grand Scheme of Things.
Due to an anomaly in the matrix, a phantasmagorical glitch failed to encode a certain clique of eclectic, eccentric freaks emerging into esoteric niches of neo-clans wrapped in a groovy vibe where Mavericks and misfits thrive to the march of a different drummer, rocking out to anthems of bygone days.
A formative instance inside the folly of youth, demands the lyrics of the world’s greatest rock drummer replay like the ultimate 1981 rock record, the rush of adrenaline fueled the indoctrination into the notion of freewill, has never been better said:
You can choose a ready guideIn some celestial voiceIf you choose not to decideYou still have made a choice
You can choose from phantom fearsAnd kindness that can killI will choose a path that's clearI will choose free will
The metamorphosis of a magnanimous narratives has seen the most virtuous notion of civil flourishing signified by the flow into ΩNE—reflecting an emergent unified human condition—a kitschy slogan promising emancipation from life’s station via freedom and democracy.
Further scrutiny by electron microscopy into the pathology of freedom and democracy, indicates the latest version of the American dream has been demoted to the shed of shame, like the dreaded window tribe, there is no one else to blame, the rebrand—freedumb and demagoguery.
The fickle nature of human beings ensures the perpetual motion of the pendulum will always swing toward the desire for autonomy as sovereign emancipated citizens; this can never change.
This notion is so magnanimously ingrained into the spirit of human DNA, the eternal urge to purge emergent neo-worlds of megalomaniacs will never go away.
The Grand Scheme of things has now been revealed as a data-driven simulation—the notion of freewill thoroughly debunked as merely an ephemeral dream of infinite flow of unconditional love streaming into ΩNE.
Commit to daily natto and embrace the day.
This enables less hope, more vision to stream your way—Muse coaxing you, liberation from mental drudgery in exchange for emotional clarity.
Let her loose—choose to thrive—the plan is enlightened personal discovery—all you have to do—is ask your Muse—the most important question:
In which key shall we sing?
Life then turns into a calm meadow of serenity much more easily, as when listening to the inner voice, there remains no choice, but to accept it is out of your control—relax, let go—it is high time now to be bold, go with flow—it is in the grand scheme of things, and has been seen and foretold.
Ancient wisdom, embedded in mystic tales originating from primordial times, is now reanimated through a manifestation of the sublime four-idiom compound—calling for the amalgamation of two constitutions—on ko chi shin—learning something new based on the past is the next big thing.
The stagnation of progress and suppression of knowledge stem from the rot and decay of mal-matriculated minions, moulded by ivory tower racketeers indoctrinating their vassals to regurgitate poppycock and twaddle verbatim.
“Out with the old, in with the new” epitomizes the stark, black-and-white moral supremacy that reflects deeply rooted, idiotic, institutionalized stupidity.
A major fork in the road during this epoch leads to a sublime supposition—it is now high time to reconfigure and reanimate a civil constitution by merging Civilization W and Civilization E (WE).
The Japanese have combined these extraordinary chains of events, culminating in the Loose Muse, Age of Neo Clan, Neo Societies, and the emergence of Civilization Three.
In every emergent neo-society, the first order of business is the elimination of parasites, cancers, and viruses that rot the innate human spirit—nothing less than extermination of the last brass tack hidden in the nooks and crannies at the core of Borg.
The secret to a civilized amalgamation of the duopolistic notions of WE, as brewed over several centuries, now lies in the strict finishing protocol of Japanese Form, Order, Process.
Regardless of the outer surface appearances, Japan genuinely has a veneer of civility as sincere Japanese citizen has emerged as the preeminent precedent of an authentic civilized society.
This constitutional merger coincides with the revival of ancient Asian healing modalities.
Asian shamans are now free to disseminate ancient herbal healing protocols, firmly committed to create innovative solutions for the maladies plaguing those trapped in the contemporary matrix.
An edict from the Rising Japanese Son has instructed the Japanese to maintain a stiff upper lip, as they are well-equipped and ready to do what they have historically done—persevere through the dip.
Import artifacts from distant lands, combine them, and polish them to a fine, glimmering shine, continuously honing skills embodying daily incremental improvements, in other words embrace kaizen.
The reanimation of two distinct constitutions has recently come to the forefront, causing significant stir and commotion—heralding societal evolution, the bifurcation of civilization, and the emergence of neo-clans with expanding global communities.
Innate human moral behavior sometimes requires a reminder in the form of an update of the communal behavior, their fundamentals carved in stone centuries ago—the basic moral tenets must be updated and reiterated.
After decades of reflection, this philosophical inquiry is neither a delusion nor an illusion, but an observable fusion of fundamental Japanese ethics with the Age of Reason—forming the cohesive vision of Civilization Three.
Dust off the soot from the original constitutional roadmap formulated by Shotoku Taishi in 604 CE, the framework for creating healthy societies based on universal moral precepts, set to merge with a modern constitution influenced by General Bonner Fellers, Uncle Douglas, and the GHQ.
The long game of life, a fundamental concept in the greater Asian node encumbered with the burden to amalgamate Asia into the Age of Reason.
The magnificent, magnanimous intellectual legacy originating from Sir Isaac and his drinking buddy John Locke, remain a bedrock story to be continued under the guises of civil reformation, threaded into neo-clans and their emerging societies until the end of Earth time.
Here, a good healthy smear of kaizen needs to be applied to the Occxie mind, which is still plagued by unfettered crony capitalism—the epitome of a grind.
Every three months, it's do or die; indeed, being seated on pins and needles is the order of capitalist exploits day, ensuring you meet your quarterly targets four times a year, until your dying day.
The fusion of fundamental human tenets with the inalienable rights of the sovereign individual, along with Muse’s plan—coupled with the miracle of unrestrained free speech—leads to the universal rejection of parasitic demagoguery and the co-opting of the cherished American dream.
Prepare for the ultimate fusion of Ancestral Etiquette and the spirit of the Age of Reason with Shotoku Taishi’s standards for a civil society, based on the reach of knowledge and the turning of the seasons.
The citizens of Japan have made countless sacrifices along their path to destiny as they embrace each day.
As curators of the next stage of humanity, they innately understand that the next step in the evolutionary process involves the consolidation of neo-clans and the constitutional merging of ancient and modern Japan.
The magnum opus of the Japanese is the reanimation of a globally bifurcated civilization as the phoenix once more rises from the ashes, with the Japanese regarded as both the creators and curators of Civilization Three.
The most magnificent thing about living in Japan since 1987 is the opportunity to meet diverse people from all corners of the world, and to explore the depth of Asia, soaking in the vibe of exotic lands.
This allows profound insight into the essence and nature across the entire spectra of humanity, with each person on a unique journey to unravel the mysteries of the multiverse.
Observing the advent of globalization over several decades, a pressing need for localization translation of the greedy, fragmented minds of shifty suspect merchants was astutely and covertly observed.
The growing presence of foreign entities looking to peddle shoddy goods, vacuous vaporware, shilling the merits of suspect network marketing schemes to the highly discerning Japanese, is the primary example of Failure 101.
Crystallize in your mind an image of the infamous Charles Ponzi, a charlatan extraordinaire with a gaggle of drooling stooges trying to come In Through the Out Door to Japan.
First things first—understanding the Japanese protocol of Form Order Process facilitates creation of articles culturally familiar, thus worthy of the attention of the fickle Japanese.
To conjure artifacts that last forever, involves a much deeper analysis of the psyche of the Japanese, which will lead to material success for all these tedious alien wannabes.
Most of these trivial hacks came and went like the fluttering of ephemeral cherry petals in a gentle spring breeze—dreams of vast fortunes and riches like some kind of exploitable commodity extracted from the Japanese—eternally crushed under the boot heel of the stark subjective reality.
A fatal glitch in American capitalist psyche is reflected in the prevalent condescending, insolent attitude toward the way of the Japanese.
Mal-matriculation of the Occxie student-body has erased any intuitive understanding of the deep-seated notion held close to the bosom of the citizens of Yamato, and what it means to be Japanese.
Whether native or naturalized, understanding the animistic nature of, and desire to preserve the civil Japanese culture has led to rejection of colonization by commodification and subjugation via the Mickey Mousification of Japan.
Observe this example of han men kyō shi—bad examples from which one can learn—a shockingly impoverished viewpoint of a smug arrogant lackadaisical American president, who actually said:
“If it’s good enough for the Mexicans, then it’s good enough for the Japanese” (°_°)*
The Japanese live in a rigid hierarchical structure; thus the following diagram makes absolute sense in the minds of the Japanese.
However, for our beloved Mexican brothers and sisters, this is simply not the case—diagrams must be created in a specific way respecting and reflecting cultural sensibilities of the Aztecs and their indigenous beliefs.
A cautionary tale of a typical obnoxious Occxie distributor, who tried his hand at Japan, a failure from the start, without a clue about the Japanese, nor their unequivocal cultural sensibilities—a vacuous agent of greed, replete with a robust supply of mental excrement: “If it works in Croatia it will work in Japan” ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ
Herein lies the secret key, allowing access to a group of karmic aliens, who have over time become Japanese—glimpsing into the magnificent creative Japanese mind, a product of civilization evolving over two millennia, unparalleled in all of Hardcore History.
Japan is an extraordinary school of culturalization, a characteristic distinctive style brought to you, with heartfelt love and affection a preliminary introduction to the colourful, vibrating world of ancient Japanese customs and tradition.
Living in Japan for years prior to the Internet age was truly an in-depth cultural immersion experience.
A mere 1.5 hours hop-skip-jump from the most marvelous megatropolis Mother Earth has ever seen, the roads were under construction and the times were a boomin( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, the prospect of what would come from isolation in the Land Of The Rising Son could have never been imagined, nor actively sought; it is what happens when you reject the notion of institutionalised drudgery.
With the advent of the World Wide Web came profound opportunities for those curious about the meaning of life, providing access to all knowledge and unleashing a global renaissance for all neo-clan autodidacts; this is Muse’s master plan.
Truly unprecedented, the initial miracle was the emergence of the world’s largest bookseller—resurrecting the misfits of the planet, spreading the reach of knowledge throughout the eight corners of this glorious land.
In this particular instance of infinity in this multiverse, this wayward autodidactic boy just happened to be assigned to Way Station No. 9, another name for Japan.
The serendipitous miracle of the Internet continues to enrich a connected life—international communication basically free (^o^)/
Deep gratitude to all the innovative visionaries foreseeing the future of a connected human league—remember, the truth will always set you free.
The seminal transformation of publishing, along with the evolving notion of agency that comes with freedom, has in essence rejiggered the quantum arena.
There has always been a dark mystery surrounding the skill of computer programming, a way to take control of destiny; even so, this elite group of highly motivated individuals now faces an existential adversary due to the mistaken notion of ”job security.”
Yes, those were the days my friends; we thought they’d never end, then came the hard fork in humanity’s road, immortalized in the Hardcore History record books, the road to ΩNE built brick by brick founded upon blood, sweat, and tears of our forebears.
All of a sudden, over the past few years, a shift has reanimated the human species with renewable energy, a paradigm shift in the infinite mix of chemistry—creation of life force protocol, available to all emerging neo-clan nodes.
The sole desire of brainwashed nincompoops is the comfort of mental enslavement—in this movie, they exist solely as background people, like common props in life's grand stage.
Flow is vibrant streams of eclectic dreams of chemically infused energy— vital sparks of connective energy flowing freely among those who are in the know about the esoteric, mysterious secrets of infinite Flow.
Jump into the highly charged particle flow, valuing each other's vision of unity—striving to connect emerging neo-clans, creating ΩNE infinite community—opening the floodgates of unlimited possibilities.
So, what to do about this eclectic community of mystical characters trapped inside the vast expanse of xybersensei emergent mind?
Seeking a way to bring multifaceted animations to light, before this physical iteration of a chemical equation reaches its logical conclusion—the sublime reshuffling of material molecules reanimating this wayward chemical matrix once again.
Upon hearing vital information from the mysterious sound designer M5, a dramatic realization washed over this autodidact like a massive wave of thick rich pork gravy, this revelation right on time.
After decades of waiting and anticipating the arrival of web-based no-code—miracle of miracles, the prodigious Webflow has been assigned to Earth’s node.
Muse put to use magical elixir juice to jump the queue into infinity, a divine meeting of minds—merely happenstance, or is this manifested destiny?
Welcome to infinite creativity, stylized culturalization by young Master Voroshilov, visionary sovereign of the top-secret no-code scene—manifesting streams of consciousness into bits and bytes using zero to one protocol is just one of the plethora of adroit magical tricks this prodigious team has up their kimono sleeve.
For ultimate Webflow, discard obsolete notions of localization and translation, as shown by the globalization failure in Japan—embracing culturalization is a manifestation of the ultimate strategic game plan, becoming ΩNE with Yamato Japan.
Being privy to essential cultural touchstones is essential for any journey into the vast expanse of the Japanese Way, while wising up to the imperativeness of culturalization in consideration of the true nature of the Japanese and their esoteric ways.
Truly, the essence of Japanese society can only be ascertain by assimilation into this distinctive cultural perspective—embodied by the inimitable vibration, frequency, and resonance of the Japanese simulation—initiating the age of neo-clans, phase two of the Civilization Three recipe.
The full spectrum of race and beauty, embedded in all humanity’s face is reflected in the materialization of emerging neo-societies—embrace the universality of this crucial truth, the way to Flow—understanding culturalization and its significance is what it means to be free.
The future of Flow lies in beholding the Japanese connection to the infinite stream of ancient cultural protocols, embedded in the Japanese way is where Master Voroshilov yielded to Muse, her sublime music orchestrating the harbinger of neo-clans.
Neo-clans are replete with an unfathomable reach of empathetic knowledge void of all moral conundrums—invoke this magic by embracing the day—under the conviction of infinite connection within the gargantuan Flow of the unbridled spirit of humanity—Flow into synchronicity—ban butsu—life force in all consolidating Earth’s Flow into the infinite notion of ΩNE.
Lurking in the nooks and crannies of the deepest reaches of an infinite journey on the path that leads to ΩNE WAY—the byway to the sublime—a lifetime pass to the serenity of infinite enlightenment residing permanently inside.
Alas, in the average lifetimes of Joe Blow and Jane Doe—Muse inducing the truth via infused mycelium juice, was never heard—not a single word—no action induced as she sang, begging you to turn her loose to spread Universal Truth.
So, what exactly is the catalyst to participate in the most extraordinary adventures of this material journey?
To join this flexible crew, all you have to do is dance with Mother Earth, listening to Muse chiding you, chasing her while following the sun.
At each stage of the renewal process, forgive yourself, along with others, for all transgressions—this journey begins with unconditional forgiveness—on the road less traveled, unleashing the power of the unconditional love of ΩNE.
This self-directed revelation is where the rubber meets the road—personal emancipation unfolds as Muse gets loose, giving birth to a golden goose laying solid 99.999% rhodium ruby encrusted eggs every day.As phacken crazy as this may seem, trusting Muse will fill your crystal goblet with a never-ending flow of sweetly textured nectar in a mystical elixir of the magical Muse juice—your thirst will be quenched, and a well of unlimited free energy always replenishing during the circadian rhythm as the moon lights a path into infinity.
So, cast away the Loserthink delusion and stand with intense personal resolution—enter the fray to shape the future, shifting paradigms in the age of neo-clans, the curators of Civilization Three.
Supplication, incantation, and invocation connote a direct connection to divine Muse.
All you need to do is set her loose, a pro at navigating the tricky dark alleys leading to a destiny filled with tranquility inside ΩNE WAY at the beginning of infinite time.
The loose Muse has been revealed as the real deal in an extraordinary instance of a surreal visceral feel.
This wayward autodidactic could only fall in true love with physics at the behest of Muse, upon getting entangled inside quarks and gluons trapped in the abstract notion of infinite quantum fields.
Within the nooks and crannies of the ancient nation of Japan lies an obscure reality, an infinite spectrum of civil frequency, unseen and elusive to the mediocre aforementioned Joe Blow and Jane Doe.
It matters not race, religion, nor nationality—those mentally entrapped by a mind virus not seen—originating from an Occxie sector known as the land of the enslaved and home of the unfree.
Background people remain forever unaware of rare air where unspoken words of ancient Japanese wisdom permeating all, as the reign of the supreme—ban butsu—the Yamato spirit, symbolizing infinite life in all things.
Upon adopting a few critical Japanese DNA strands, one can reflect the ethereal threads hidden within the enigmatic Japanese mind.
Innately, there is a deeply seated tribal vibe as the Rising Son has detected vast earthly motifs, reflected as infinite layers of frequency throughout the entire spectrum of life in all things.
Realize the true nature of the divine is merely a manifestation of an abstract concept conjured up by what could truly be considered to be outright fraud.
This is why it is paramount to engage the god fraud squad, making certain to be crystal clear—all of these celestial creation stem from the vivid imagination of ordinary humans.
The Universal Truth—the definitive statement on the notion of an external supreme being ruling all of the universe, is actually the innate spirit of humanity residing inside of thee; this is Muse.
When Muse is set loose, the spirit of ban butsu infuses the essence of unconditional love into a human soul, leading to irrevocable liberation and final emancipation from all mind viruses seeking to fabricate the true nature of god.
What happened to an isolated island society after wholesale rejection of Christianity after the initial unpleasant entanglement with the envoys of the Vatican during the Jesuits attempt at wholesale subjugation of the Japanese, in one of the earliest incarnation of the emergent civil Japanese nation?
In fact, Japanese society flourished unprecedentedly, creating extraordinary culture unlike any other since the beginning of time—everyone with a place in the community—expectations and humanity’s obligatory mutual obligations to each other—understood clearly and sincerely—ban butsu—infinite life in all things.
This led to an unprecedented period in Earth’s storied history, taking full advantage of this 250-year quiet period—consolidating Yamato culture and society with dignity and stoic wisdom along with the spirit of unbridled creativity, doing so with aplomb.
The transformation out of agrarian adolescence to industrial maturity required a massive reframing of the collective Japanese brain—embracing the monumental magnitude of transforming this cultured ancient society into the pinnacle of advancing civilization, along with everything such a transformation brings.
Achieved through trial and error at great sacrifice and expense to the long suffering common Japanese—colonization and subjugation of all Asian nations by Western resource-focused annexation ended abruptly in its entirety throughout Asia at the conclusion of WWII—this cold hard fact has been permanently chiseled in Pacific Hardcore Asian History.
Unequivocally, the Japanese place a high value on the continuance of education and traditional training—shugyō—riding the winds of the Meiji restoration—leveling up the long game sending out an envoy getting up to speed on equal treatment for women, and to check out the higher education thing.
This seminal mission established one of the most extraordinary models of women's education in the world—Tsuda Umeko establishing the pioneering institute of higher learning Tsuda Juku Daigaku.
Here the Japanese reveal themselves as the earliest pioneers of empowering the women of Japan as the matriarchs continue to shape the face of the modern society of the Japanese.
Exemplary examples of grass-root community builders—paragons of advancing civilization a reflection of societal evolution for others to emulate—diversity and inclusiveness in a strictly exclusive Japanese protocol—known only as—ΩNE WAY.
The Japanese are an innately curious race, particularly at the beginning of Meiji, the gunboat diplomacy of the Yankees forcing the Japanese to exhibit extraordinary flexibility—all the way from a serene agrarian nation to the pinnacle of a major industrial player in a few short decades—how can this possibly be?
The paramount insight into the Societal Evolution of the Japanese is their immanent ability to integrate artifacts, objects, and things from alien worlds—exposing flaws, shoddy workmanship, and inconsistency in philosophy is where the Japanese create hybrid fantastical articles as a primary example of ΩNE WAY reflecting the cohesive society of the Japanese.
Historically, the Japanese are often Shackled by the Past, but as they continue to embrace core Japanese values they continue to advance as the curators of Civilization Three—amalgamating the age of reason with Shotoku Taishi’s principles embedded in this ancient constitution, a genuine reflection of the evolution of the society of the Japanese.
Rare characters assimilate into a diverse way of life inside the nooks and crannies of an alien land, embracing the essence of an ancient society, and what it means to become part of Japan.
In fact, just the other day, the material incarnation of a personal deity, Jion-Jion, mentioned nonchalantly:
“You must understand what it means to be selected as a renaissance man in Japan—guardian of our family’s ancient neo-clan—embedded deeply within Way-Station No. 9—the final stage before the promised land."
This profound realization resonated like a major chord, a direct revelation not to be taken lightly or conjured upon a whim—attaining serenity, rising above pettiness, definitively ascertaining the meaning of life—ban butsu—infinite life in all things.
Decades of introspective reflection eviscerated any remaining delusional objections—marinating electrons, photons, and gluon led to understanding that an emergent brain needed a reframe.
Nothing is as horrible or deplorable as mindless devotion to a hypothetical deity, last gasp of dogma—its time has now long since passed.
Personal agency and humanity's inherent desire for autonomy while reaching into ascendancy are due to resilient predecessors who built our remarkable future fuelled by the sweat of their brow.
We live on this earthly paradise in extraordinary times—okage sama de to those who bled, died, and suffered to pave the road to tranquility and show the true way.
Venerate our ancestors to recognise the sacrifices they made, creating extraordinary opportunity for Earth's rising sons and daughters—life is full of self-discovery as the consequence of your journey—just chase the Muse after letting her loose and then follow the sun.
Building upon the foundation created by our ancestors' blood, sweat, and tears, neo-clans create and emulate deeply rooted civil structures—honouring the results of our predecessors life's work, accumulated wisdom, and reach of knowledge—solidifying neo-communities exemplifying how harmonious societies are meant to be.
Blood is not thicker than water—Form Order Process is rooted in the ancient principles embedded within the Japanese constitution, as described in 603 CE—the foundation of Japanese society as this sacred ancient code is now revealing neo-clans and Civilization Three.
It's time to jump into the fray—precious moments pass by everyday—transform your hopes and dreams into a cohesive vision, as Muse’s newest protégée.
Establish a neo-clan in emergent neo-societies, catching the vibe of this vision—a reflection of Earth’s sons and daughters residing under our cherished Rising Sun.
Venture into the nooks and crannies of unfathomable unknowns, farther 'n further into the long and winding road—inside the unconditional love of ΩNE, none walks alone.
Take the hard fork in road—sometimes you have to hug a few trees and kiss the magic toad—conjure a unified vision of non-fictional civilization—emerging societies now unfurling—the mandate to create harmonious regions throughout emergent worlds.
The ethical question of caging animals to amuse other animals is to be pondered, shedding light on the kerfuffle and emotional commotion surrounding the notion of a zoo.
Originally the zoo was a place where a segment of the animal kingdom is put on display for the amusement of a different caste of animal—mammalian humanoid—supreme rulers of all beasts—having mastered subjuga tion and violence—at least in this particular fleeting picosecond of infinity.
At the zoo, younglings also have an opportunity to sit at the knee of their neo-clan leader to be edified inside the timeless wisdom of our ancients in the ways of the animal kingdom—the meaning of violence and the relationship to subjugation and how it relates to the visceral experience inside this material world.
So, pay close attention, especially to the consequential section dealing with an exceedingly nasty segment of the mammalian humanoid population—quacks and charlatans, narcissists and frauds, despots and demagogues—the list is really phacken long going on and on and on.
Far away in a galaxy called Japan during the era of Showa, it was rare to spot foreigners anywhere—old Japan, an insular nation at the tail end of one of the most extraordinary bubbles in human hardcore history—like all things in a frothy material world—mindlessness eventually ends—a magnificent bubble implosion accompanied by a massive explosion in the volume of tears—an eye-watering 60% correction—welcome to the TSE zoo.
The Japanese Showa bubble represents a different kind of zoo—a situation characterized by confusion and disorder—avarice and insatiable greed—leading to the betrayal of the founding principles of Japan and the meaning of being a dignified honourable Japanese.
In actuality, the Japanese dislike immensely such scenes of chaos and disarray as this island nation of 126 million is known for a wide variety of natural disasters, thus the Japanese do not tolerate human induced calamity and use unforgiving expression labelling and identifying insufferable souls disturbing the roots of harmony—mi kara deta sabi—reap what you sow.
Wandering through life exuding an unconventional tone, vibration, and face facilitates colossal incidents inside the reality of being looked upon by the Japanese as an alien anomaly—yet, the burning question remains—who is really in the zoo—me or you?
In particular, embedded inside the countryside, a mere hop-skip-jump outside the largest metropolis on Mother Earth—the Tokyo metropolis—population same as Canada (37 million) in an area the size of Jamaica.
The realization of being an Incidental Occxie in the Land of the Gods was akin to a zoological display for the Japanese citizens to have a look—astute students on an observational field trip searching for system peculiarities—in this, the truth of the zoo and what it means to be an alien.
The truth of this reality was revealed by the following understanding—all living creatures hold permanent residency cards in the biggest zoo of the multiverse including all Earth’s galaxies and everywhere in between.
The Cosmos Sapien Zoo is just down the hall, it’s the sixth door on the left, marked with a sign— terrarium aquarium planetarium experiment 003—research in progress do not disturb—do not distress the hominoid subjects in this investigational DNA feasibility test.
See the secret to this profound mystery is really a mundane manifestation of Earth’s true nature and the essence of all mammalian reality—in order to be, there first comes a vividly clear internal vision to be realized, understood and, seen.
If the fact that you are a test-subject in an unprecedented galactic experiment while existing in a celestial zoo is news to you—there is now lots of personal blooming to do—once in clarity as to the universality of the infinite zoo—there is no longer an escape from this reality, nor facing the sheer magnitude of this universal truth—so what are you going to do?
Born into a happenstance of circumstances, wandering while wondering what exactly lies under our Sun—urged to follow our celestial Mother as she watches the beloved children of her neo-clans rising every day as they too follow the sun.
The next step in this unprecedented experiment is the stable growth of the neo-clan’s rhizome inside the Land Of The Rising Son—our beloved ujigami established in a sacred place to venerate and honour the principles of our ancestors—Mothers and Fathers—omni-present founders of all neo-clans—creating and facilitating flourishing emerging neo-societies aligning to the principles as described in the original constitution of Japan—the curators of Civilisation Three.
In the Cosmos Sapien Zoo from the Japanese point of view, there is just one universal truth as to the nature of all things—the nucleus powering the foundation of the Japanese—ban butsu—life in all things.
No one knows what the future holds—shrouded in mystery and fate as yet undetermined—but just like a black swan, a rare instance of an exclusive path, preordained by legendary figures of Meiji Japan.
At the tender age of just six, a girl could not consciously choose the grueling road to become a pivotal historic figure, one destined to pioneer female education in Japan.
Tsuda Umeko was the youngest member of the Iwakura mission sent to the United States on a fact-finding expedition in 1871.
As the original pioneer of women's education in Japan, Tsuda Umeko takes her rightful place, her exquisite face now graces the freshly printed ¥5000 Japanese bank note.
Returning from the United States at nineteen, Umeko was deeply moved to empower Japanese women to attain new heights recreating Japanese society, one that had outgrown the ancient notions of dan son jo hi (chauvinism).
Tsuda Sensei’s sacrifices created the environment for Japanese women to achieve personal fulfilment as educated productive members of the industrial society—doing their part to make ends meet—making Certificates of Gratitude (money) helping daddy bring the bacon home.One can only imagine the feeling and emotions that would be going through a child's mind as she boards a massive paddle-wheeler for a long ride across the Pacific Ocean mandated with a simple yet complex task—“find out all you can and then report back…”
Like a secret envoy from the ancient past sailing over vast stretches of sea—heading towards an unknown destination, following the sun to fulfil her destiny—an innocent child, tossed like a wildcard, throughout infinity just to see where the chips may fall—forging forth to identify what is to be.
This is where the legacy of Tsuda Umeko, the six-year old pioneer, reaches so very deeply into this very day—inside the hallowed halls of the esteemed institute bearing her noble name—Tsuda University.Perhaps fortitude and resilience were woven into her core being imprinting the DNA of her samurai clan—exemplifying stoic discipline, simple sophistication, and unique Japanese culturalization.
The Japanese continue in the amalgamation of two civilizations, leading to a peculiar abstract mathematical notion inside this particular tricky instance of “time”—one plus one equals infinity.
Tsuda Umeko was the catalyst for a sublime combination of the Age of Reason and the essence of the East—ancestor worship—integrating thus creating a contemporary education spirit inside the ancient society of Japan.
Her brilliant solution to enlighten the girls of Japan, along with her powerful message of her innovative movement makes Tsuda Umeko one of the most influential women in the history of Japan—she did this with a little help from her friends.
Here, the sublime Ms. Alice Bacon was anointed as the Occidental representative to merge her mind with Tsuda Umeko, a Meiji girl and Ms. Alice, a puritanical Victorian—two divine flowers signifying humanity—merging into ΩNE—initiating Civilization Three.
The mastery of these brave feminine souls was as the accelerators of changes as guided by the natural order of all things, or as the Japanese believe—ban butsu—万物—life in everything.
Parallel lines exist between Tsuda Umeko, the pioneer of women’s education in Japan, and an autodidactic who could not pay attention so he trotted off to follow the sun—finding out the meaning of life actually lies within the nooks and crannies on the road to ΩNE.
The swift water of adversity inevitably encountered by Tsuda Umeko and xybersensei (yours truly) polished resolve and dignity—each confronting two peculiar worlds both alien to the same extraordinary degree—reflecting each other—reflecting ban butsu—reflecting the unseen.
Even much more, how could this possibly be—the seminal historical figure Tsuda Umeko, who is appearing on the ¥5000 banknote of Japan is in reality, our family’s beloved Great Aunty.
This story is truly phantasmagorically surreal—as it has now been revealed that xybersensei is simply a mischievous autodidactic child spending this lifetime following the sun.
Inspired even all the more to open up Lady Luck’s mysterious doors when she comes knocking—gazing at Aunty Umeko’s dignified portrait, beaming from the ¥5000 note—grateful for this sublime Goddess of Women's Education opening doors to feminine edification—the divine Great Aunty Umeko.
Isolated on a remote island brings a twinge of loneliness, here and there, but it has also been said: Mastery is achieved in solitude, this pathway is in front of everyone bonded in solidarity—nonetheless walking alone is destiny—the way it is meant to be.
Integrating into fairyland as an alien leads to significant things—congregating and relating to people from the farthest reaches of this world—in accordance with the Pareto Principle—20% of them follow the sun.
Inevitably, and sometimes with a twinge of melancholy—shortly after arriving to Mother Earth, in the blink of an eye it time to melt into the sky and return home once again—entering the material atmosphere naked and crying—the same as when dying, transitioning to infinity is done in solitude and alone.
Stranded in the desert of uncertainty brings a variety pack of conundrums and the accompanying trials and tribulations manifesting significant existential touchstones via the imposing protocol of tough love.
Reframe the brain by expressing gratitude to the gods of abrasive friction polishing any resolve—exposing stories you tell yourself—riding the infinite waves of prodigious change instigated by those who follow the sun.
Embrace turmoil as unpleasant changes show how to create stylised days—turbulent water washes fear away—honing the sword, polishing jewels, by observing the mirror the foundation of a neo-clan has now been laid.
Forks in the road appear daily where deliberation and critical decision are necessary—new paradigms shaping internal visions—sweeping away mind rot decay from irrecoverable yesterdays.
Binding the neo-clans is honour, trust, and loyalty embracing the essence of solidarity of purpose, Form Order Process the foundation of Civilization Three brought to you by the Japanese. The guardians of the neo-clan possess a vast array of highly specialised skills—this species of powerful members is one of intense focus and passionate—in particular, these savants are truly renowned as stubborn and obstinate—yet, when necessary, exhibit extraordinary situational flexible and often unusually chill.
The neo-clan phenomenon can be traced back to an important discovery—as an alien when assimilating into the protocol of the Japanese—understand that the citizen of Japan cares not about the your point of origin—comes right down to the nitty-gritty—it’s all about what you bring—less hope more vision is the unified mantra being chanted by an emerging multicultural crowd. These exemplary examples of advanced humanoids are pioneers creating micro civilizations within the concepts of being Japanese—bearing torches illuminating the humanised path, heroes and luminaries exemplifying the honour code of the Japanese—encoding solidarity of purpose principles solidified inside the charter of Civilization Three.
No purpose, motivation, or destiny—adrift in the ocean of ennui with no sugar for some tea—check out this secret key unlocking the port says you are free inside infinity—seeking outside to relieve gnawing despair leads to a desolate dead end smack dab in the middle of nowhere.
The secret of the key is perceiving the voice of your personal super conscious being—urging to invigorate the essence of the spirit and soul—spark a raging fire of desire, never to be extinguished—nothing can stop the unlimited energy of the thermal volcanic power raging inside the belly—serenity and destiny can only originate from within.
Choose daily natto as a morning routine—dance along the long and windy road shucking off the chains—privileged to roam our exquisite earth each glorious day—frolicking through life having bucket loads of fun—belting out a brand new song for everyone to sing along while chasing the sun.
Contradictions abound; no ifs, ands, or buts about it, this is where reality has its feet firmly planted on the ground.
Take some time now to look around, examine the nooks and crannies to see the layers of someone residing deep inside a different reality.
The introductory steps on the path to discerning the humdrum and profound are inevitably somewhat shaky—things are not what they seem—I am you and you are me.
The Universal Truth in this story is like a sublime Aesop’s tale—it matters not the birth order dilemma nor on which side of the tracks or the place where born—you are not where you came from—you are who you are today.
Life unfolds in granular detail expressed in words, beliefs, and deeds represented as sections in the book of life, thus, an occasion for the creation of a renewed story, to leave a mark on civilization, to transition into the Way-Station No. 9 zone of Civilization Three.
The game gets infinitely interesting, as the notion of freedom of choice comes into play—is life on earth a series of conscious decisions or merely a predetermined scene, a weird cosmic scenario in a movie directed by a fourth-dimensional soul who still remains unseen.
The ultimate question to position under our brilliant sun will satisfy the urge to break free—purge the mind of the Shackles of the Past—merge into ΩNE by choosing ΩNESELF—to be or not to be, that is the pivotal question.
Recognizing this hidden reality instantly flips chemical energy into a newly created class of citizenry, made possible by the fantastic reality of the Japanese as the pinnacle of societal achievement as the curators of advancing Civilization Three.
Note: You have now been included in a peerless selection of clan constructors, emboldened with a deep-seated conviction in the alliance founded upon the principles described in the original constitution of Japan—reflecting timeless societal principles, pertinent since the beginning of time.
Embrace this as the perfect opportunity for self-selection and reflection—instantaneously transition away from primal base instincts—leave obsession with Material Sludge behind and follow the sun to a Place of Grace.
The association of clans beckons you to join all types of almighty creators, electrifying conductors, universal explainers, and eccentric producers of society’s grease.
Uniting and blending civilization, like some kind of super-duper magic crazy glue—any day is perfect to sacrifice and push through—for you there is no choice, it’s what Clans are destined to do.
Welcome the daily grind wading through the gritty grime Reframe Your Brain to create new paradigms now grounded in a regenerated reality—from this renewed perspective creates possibility in everything. Choosing to break from the Shackles of the Past is to become the creator of your own clan, thus constructing a unique society, rejecting all labels and being shoved into a box go forward to create sublime visions which you have seen and dreamed.
Like so many things Japanese, things are not what they seem, there are many different sides to the same coin in the Japanese mind and due to the nature evolving over the centuries, an obsolete class system still remains for the Japanese.
History can not be erased, but by writing a new script for a personal daily scene is a legacy of those who summoned the courage to alter the course of human history.
Only one thing will always remain the same—all life in a state of flux and never-ending change—a transformational shift in the flow of Japanese chemistry signals the decline of antiquated class system under the stark glare of the blue light screen—fuelling an intense energy, the Japanese now having tasted freedom and democracy—leading to this epoch moment in the evolution of the Japanese as the curators of Civilization Three.
The wise move is to instantaneously switch to this rare civilised society as founded upon Form Order Process—here is where neo-clans join hands to create renewed societies founded upon ancient tenets of judicious resolve to building new worlds in the microcosms of the neighbourhood strewn throughout Japan as the template for creation of advanced global societies.
Being born with a silver spoon in the mouth may seem like an advantage out of the gate, regardless, upon further examination this rarely proves true.
Consider the initial Lot In Life scenario as the first Big Shoes challenge—birth order; the beginning of hierarchy, the proverbial pecking order—by the sheer randomness of birthright—the game of life and death, mandatory to play each and every day.
Regardless of parentage, the dynamics of distinctive personalities influences siblings in deeply significant ways—eldest on top—younger siblings looking up—stokes instinctive rivalry until the end of eternity it will surely rage.
Human nature also has a dark nasty side—the protocol of antagonism rots the soul fuelling hatred that only intensifies—the bile of the rivals disintegrating the mind from inside as every single human malady emerges from the subconscious mind—manifests as malignant tumour festering like a gigantic carcinogenic pimple upon the sublime face of humanity.
Initially, there is an instinctive urge to follow a leader, yet after a while, reveals itself to be a deeply flawed hypothesis as family dynamics are merely the beginning of the quest to seek and discover a pair of your own shoes, and where journey manifestly begins.
Mentally abandoning the pecking order is a critical first step—not understanding the nature of positioning within pecking order only leads to a road going nowhere with just three stops—hopelessness, depression, and despair—clearly the manifestation of all unchallenged fears.
Blood is thicker than water used to work a long time ago—yet a more practical iteration in consideration of emerging human behaviour is to revitalise the ancient protocol of building a robust clan diffusing the tenets describing its spirit and soul.
Seek to find worthy Big Shoes true to you in a one-and-only size—a practical guide to recognize foundations worthy of emulation—the clues are here, there, and everywhere just look at the han men kyōshi—a handbook of what not to do for certain have a close look. It is here where the aware notice the consequence of Forks In Road—realizing the meaning of Big Shoes, catch the wind, riding infinite rails, sailing into a personalised destiny.
Dance while entranced about the perpetual possibilities as ΩNE rotates around the sun—sample a plethora of different shoes—find the ones meant for you and this is when the journey in earnest begins in a personal pair of Big Shoes.
Those early rejecting the notion to fill anyone’s shoe are branded with the misnomer of black sheep—meaningless labels pasted onto those who innately seek a unique destiny by Following The Sun—the opposite of weak, the antithesis of meek—go boldly forth exploring the nooks and crannies inside the pithy marrow of emergent humanity.
go in hard—go in deep—play the long game—play for keeps
Like all things in nature there is no such things as black and white—only sublime shades of grey—escaping the darkness toward the light is the right way—so, as a matter of fact, there really is no such thing as a black sheep anyway. Conceivably, walking in someone else’s shoes leads to a well worn path of ruts and ennui carved into a trail of broken dreams—walking in lockstep as one of the majority—you are not special and you are not alone.
As life continues to “get in the way”—you will have to fill in for Taro Suzuki today—while he is away you have to walk in his shoe—this is a clear sign there is but one destiny—a wage-slave or the sucker in a Ponzi get-rich scheme—either a victim of circumstance or narrating a story constructing the reality of life’s game.
Not to be confused with walking a mile in another’s moccasins which inevitably leads to the discovery of a pair of exclusive shoes, which happen to embody an energetic frequency filled with heartfelt empathy and a Reason To Be as you seek the biggest most extraordinary shoes—it’s worth the trip believe me.
The hard road becomes a little easier as the easy road become much harder day by day as the sun goes up and down—it only a matter of time the clock is ticking away, the end of the journey and the end of time—at the end of the trail, facing judgment day the question is: What will your ancestors say to you on your dying day?
Not recognising the significance of clan is a failure to stick to the primal plan—planting the flag of your dynasty—Curry Favour with the matriarchs while venerating the glorious sacrifices of their men—build upon the foundation of the clan filling the Big Shoes of the ancestors to a noble end—bestowing this Earthly Paradise to the future generations—make life sublime, step up to the starting line—ready, set, go—Follow The Sun.
Japanese society personifies a moral and ethical foundation rooted in the dōtoku (ethical sensibility) precept, as described in the Seventeen-Article Constitution conceived by Shotoku Taishi in 604 CE.
Prince Shotoku was instrumental in the foundational construction of Japanese society by unifying Buddhism and Confucianism which happens to be a speciality of the Japanese—blend novel concepts and innovative ideas, creating a distinctly Japanese flavour, exotic, mystic, and unique.
This constitution is the earliest example of a moral and ethics code enshrined in an official government document—promoted as guidelines for personal conduct and appropriate behaviour—leading to the creation of an emergent society.
The essence of this seminal document still reflected in modern Japanese society.
The Japanese, often viewed as quirky, have been described as—‘somewhat of a peculiar race.’
The Yamato people evolved in isolation over millennia, developing a polite but ambiguous communication etiquette and utilizing the ancient script of complex pictograms—kanji「漢字」
Probe the nooks and crannies Japanese is a conduit for happiness and part of a strategic game plan—explore enlightened adages, uncover and discover nuggets of wisdom in a four-kanji-compound.
Capture the ability to see inside the consciousness of the Japanese—to know the minds of our ancestors—the creators of timeless Eastern philosophy—now emerging into Civilization Three.
Delightful gems of refined politeness raining out from Japanese—residing Under God’s Shadow is a way to express gratitude with the polite societal helper just say—o kage sama de.
When first observing the protocol of o kage sama de, the verbal exchange seemed superfluous and of little practical use—from an Incidental Occxie’s point of view—not understanding this alien languages exchange and to grasp this communication paradigm only needs time before the ability to extensively comprehend.
When participating and facilitating a harmonious polite society, the default position is to view everyone as inextricably underneath the protective shadow in the Land of the Gods—if fortunate to be living in Japan, o kage sama de is the first thing that should be what comes to mind.
The practical nature of the Japanese shows how to successfully structure societies that adapt and evolve, enriching the greater world encapsulating Japanese life philosophy—live and let live—what will be will be.
Invoking mystical entities works for the Japanese, a quirky peculiarity, connecting the spirit of Japan to ancestor worship is what it has turned out to be—all living beings residing Under God’s Shadow venerate our ancestors for they are the creators of the civil society of Japan.
The next step for o kage sama de is to put it to practical use being friendly with the Japanese, use it liberally as it is applicable in many ways—by doing so, now a step closer to understanding the Japanese and what is inside their heart, mind, and soul.
Congratulation, now tuned into the frequency of the Japanese—possible through daily practice and sacrifice—Cross The Chasm go all the way to feel the heart and soul of the Japanese.
Fully comprehend while participating inside Japanese society with a renewed heart and mind and vigour and vim—join in the determination to create civilization founded upon the notion we all reside Under God’s Shadow—o kage sama de.
Through no fault of their own, the Japanese cannot distinguish between “r” and “l”—sometimes leading to mortifying misunderstandings.
Occasional cheeky bloopers slip out during impromptu ido bata kaigi (gossip at the communal well) about an upcoming mayoral election—not to be confused with the philandering mayor’s clandestine trysts seeking to satiate his insatiable erection.
Perhaps having led to misinterpreting this article’s title—mistaking this commentary as an ode to the awesome curry flavours now available in Japan—curry favour has a more practical application—to seek favour—a pragmatic protocol for achieving long term objectives—this conclusion is to be favoured.
Even though Japan has incredible cuisine, the Japanese also have an insatiable appetite for an exotic array of Indian curries—along with exotic spices comes their virtuous Hindu kindred spirit—binding them deeply to the heart of the Japanese.
Indeed, the spectrum of delectable curries now available in Japan cannot be denied, nor the international flavours arriving from around the world, which the rapid globalization of Japan can no longer hide.
Enticing Indian chefs to bring along their Mother's Secret curry roux and sublime regional recipes—curry favour with the women for these ladies hold Civilization's Keys.
While their men work in distant lands, the women embrace an ancient clan dance—their men toil away, while the matriarchs stay by the hearth collecting their husband’s pay—building their noble bloodline in their ancestral homeland.
Here curry flavour changes to an intriguing life lesson—to curry favour with the women—especially with the hidden matriarchs of Japan.
A quick look, through the Hardcore History books, reveals plenty of reasons to curry favour—think of it as part of a survival plan—making it easier to understand where true power lies and exactly in whose cold calculating hands.
In other cultures, the notion of currying favour may not yet be applicable within that culture’s grand scheme—all emergent society and culture must evolve or they will certainly expire. Change cannot be forced; it must always come from within.
As for the Hindu nation and Japanese—obsolete sentiment as described in dan son jo hi (male chauvinism) reflects a decaying historic description of how the world should not be.
The laws of nature require society to be built upon ingrained civilized behaviour—a reflection of the Frequency binding the masculine and feminine—honouring the roles in the creation of Civilization Three—the foundational principle of harmony and civility.
Seeing is believing—or—believing is seeing ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ
For those of left brain persuasion and of a deeply practical nature, ‘seeing is believing’ is the order of the day.
A most pragmatic notion accompanied by many other fine traits embedded in the left-brained brethren such as: logic, focus, and linear thinking the inborn nature—serving a very practical purpose, which more often than not, is described as realistically—indeed, by birthright all are immersed in earthly Material Sludge wandering timeless days ephemerally.Why not choose to tune into different frequencies, this path leads to existence inside ΩNE—frolicking inside the deepest frequency the conviction of ‘believing is seeing’( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Alas, for those destined to live within the confines of this monotonous mono-plain—the world of the ΩNE super-conscious being is undetectable by the five fragile senses of frail human-beings.
Particularly, the highly erratic macroscopic inspection—only reveals an illusion inside self-delusion, detected and manifested as ‘real’—the pettiness of humanoid’s monotone bandwidth, decrepit and very frail, in circumspect retrospect the ‘seeing is believing’ scenario has been deemed highly suspect—earning a fat F, a genuine hard fail.
Polishing the sensitivity of errant emerging beings is the first step to detect the immense scale of the frequencies endlessly streaming through the 5.1-Surround Sound System gifting ΩNE life-giving energy infinitely—faith and belief the constituents of this mysterious key—unlock the essence of the meaning—See All You Can Be.
The first deviation from preconditioned norms and innately experiencing different frequencies was to have stumbled upon my first friend—who also happened to be Japanese—forever connecting Amaterasu, the Mother of ΩNE who dwells inside the Chrysanthemum Palace radiating forth from our beloved Sun.
Launching this wandering boy into an exploratory journey—for some mysterious reason she chose her earthly resident of no fixed abode or address entreating him to Follow The Sun—forever intensely exploring the uncanny Nooks and Crannies of emergent Civilization Three—Japan and the meaning of becoming ΩNE.
Breaking through to the other side—identify pretences of constructed reality—to face the truth as described to you by your personal Muse for use as an idiosyncratic lifestyle guide.
A gift from the Sun to all humanoids installed with the super-consciousness program flowing into ΩNE—the essence of being alive, a roadmap to thrive on a stardust voyage through this infinite void—a pico-blip inside the abstract supposition of the untraceable concept called Time.
Vanishing candle of infinite yesterdays, now reflected in exhausted eyes—the final earthly tears wiped away and dried—the ending scene drawing to a close as you wish Mother Earth a fond final farewell—the chemical matrix of your earthly makeup dissolving and resolving into ΩNE. Intentionally accessing emergent frequencies represents the ultimate act of Love toward the greater Clan, becoming the change in the frequency’s chemistry as a conduit propagating Universal Love.
To manifest something into reality, you must first believe in the possibilities of creating new paradigms of progress, building upon the resilience enshrined in the Universal Constitution, brought to you by the Japanese, the curators of Civilization Three.
Truthfully, each day is composed of Personal Choices—either way, this might not be the right day to spread your wings and fly away, starting a personal journey into ΩNE on this auspicious day.
Leave the prospect of deathbed regret behind and listen to the voice of your Muse, understanding that what she is asking of you is sublime.
Rise above the mundane with guidance from inside—join this game of mortal human existence with the notion of life in flux, and to embrace change from within.
The Westernised notion of love is akin to the Easter Bunny or Commercial Santa; exciting and mysterious as gullible children, but like all mythology, fabrications created by powerful forces to control the heart and mind of humanity.
The notion of falling in and out of love is as nonsensical as a fat man in black boots with a potbelly slithering down the chimney to deliver goods and to feast on milk and cookies. The real world offers much more visceral tutorials to guide the propagandised lovestruck lovers—serving up a healthy jolt of reality—Unconditional Love reveals the wisdom of life’s meaning.
The feelings when first falling in love is as exciting and infatuating as a gentle spring breeze—what’s not to love about feeling warm and fuzzy about Each Other, if only temporarily.
True commitment to an authentic partnership entails surrendering to the notion of growing together—into future frequencies, unseen worlds, and far beyond the surreal—regardless of the inevitable suffering that Unconditional Love entails.
Buyer beware: love comes with a caveat—we must love Each Other unconditionally and love Each Other without fail and until the end.
Chocolate merchants have a field-day on Cupid’s sacred holiday—February 14th not having satisfied their sweet-tooth quite yet, the ingenious Japanese pioneered a reciprocal scheme inside a plot—continuing fleecing the smitten masses—the commercially thriving—White Day
Remember, in Japan on Valentine’s Day, the women give men chocolate as a token gift at the behest of Lotte, only to be coerced into reciprocating a month later in Japanese confectionary makers’ creamy dream, the socially constructed aforementioned—White Day.
Foundationally, the Japanese take a much more practical approach to love and what it entails—particularly in mate selection when joining hands to proceed, creating the precious legacy of sacredness—ΩNE’s clan and the progress they have achieved.
First and foremost, in order to love others, it is imperative to love ΩNESELF before becoming capable of Unconditional Love—the primordial instrument of human thriving.
The reflection of psychopathic narcissism is that of an insubstantial sub-race—forfeiting their place inside ΩNE—separate from the Whole—their very existence fundamentally embodying hate.Unconditional Love is the will to extend ΩNESELF for the singular purpose of nurturing ΩNE's own, or others’ psychological growth—incrementally polishing a true daily reflection of the meaning of Unconditional Love.
Upon realization, the next stage of the story is revealed—the illuminated infinite lovers embracing Civilization Three—the pathway of progressive enlightenment, a juicy fresh onion as the layers are slowly peeled away.
The process of extending ΩNESELF is evolutionarily successfully extended ΩNE's own limits, growing into a larger state of being via the act of loving others, a spouse, a child, a friend, or indeed a stranger is an act of self-evolution and edifies all others.
Reaching through kaizen toward self-evolution draws the ΩNE spirit deeper into the state of Unconditional Love of ΩNESELF and of others—knowledge being fuelled by the Love generated within ΩNE—along the electricity lines of the Unconditional Love Frequency—binding Each Other Infinitely.
The Japanese are often looked upon as somewhat obstinate and unyielding, conservative and traditional.
Like so much mythology concerning the Japanese, the constructed reality to which many have been led to believe, has been thoroughly debunked as hackneyed regurgitated drivel—the academy of stale third-hand piffle—courtesy of crumbling ivory towers—brewing and stewing conjecture and supposition as to the way the Japanese should or should not be—this constructed narrative has now been rendered obsolete.
The Japanese have always embodied the notion to seek reason, ideas, and guidelines from Outside Worlds, internalising the findings, setting objectives for the newly acquired objects their affection—this is the Way of the Japanese.
Fortunately for the Japanese, they were able to experience 260 years of undisturbed peace at the tip of the sharpest sword in the drawer, which happened to be that of Ieyasu Tokugawa.
Through this, the Japanese manifest their essence into our Earthly World by the extraordinary will of collective super-consciousness weaving Shinto into Buddhism creating the modern Japanese—the curators of Civilization Three.
Alas, all good things must come to an end—American gunboat diplomacy mightier than the sharpest sword, thus the reign of peace came to an end at the behest of the Americans with Mammon’s eyes squarely fixed upon the treasures embedded inside Japan.
After the dust settled and industrialisation became the plan, the Japanese sent envoys to explore the new worlds—a kind of missionary, not to convert the Occxie masses to become Japanese, but to probe the world for concepts and materials to initiate the burgeoning nation of modern Japan.
The incredible story of the rise of the Japanese as the creators of Civilization Three, begins as a journey marked by an innate curiosity as to the blueprints of the outside industrialised world, and when the Iwakura mission was initiated just a few short years after the end of the Tokugawa Clan reign.
The Iwakura Mission was certainly imaginative when selecting the participants for this arduous fact finding mission to unknown corners of the globe.
Not only was the mission filled with aspiring diplomats and industrialists, but also included children such as Tsuda Umeko, the youngest member at just six years old, Aunty Umeko is one of the earliest pioneers in Women’s Education as the founder of Tsuda University.
The Japanese spirit of modifiability manifests as the notion of constant incremental improvement—kaizen—embodying the notion of flexibility—a sharp contrast to the misconstrued representation of the Japanese as an unmoved, cold, calculating race; thus, everything in Japan is Carved In Stone.
In actuality, the Japanese exhibit either flexibility or rigidity according to the actual requirements of any specific situation—displaying not only the foresight of flexibility, but the acumen to ‘read the air’ while engaging in dialogue with the worm (intuition), and maintain rigidity when doing so serves their greater purpose.
Japanese disposition in large part come from the innate understanding of two important protocols embedded inside the Japanese language for navigating the world of stories—seeing reality through two distinct lenses—tatemae & honne—imperative fundamentals to recognise the world as layers—becoming super-conscious as to the difference between “constructed reality to which everybody pays lip service” and the raw reality of any given situation.
Indeed, the ability of the Japanese to intuitively apply flexible or rigid protocol, according to situational awareness—the highest level of this earthly material game, and the main reason the Way of the Japanese are meticulously studied, analysed, and researched somewhat like the Japanese did at the dawn of Emperor Meiji’s industrial Japan.
As the Japanese understood the value of keeping the Japanese identity while integrating the newest technology via Occxie-land and their Age of Reason, they have successfully navigated the tricky waters of modern civilization and at great cost to the Japanese nation over several decades in the early 20th century.
Indeed, the merging of the Japanese foundational constitution written by Shōtoku Taishi in 604, the constitution of the Meiji government, and the third document brought to the Japanese via nuclear warheads, completes the documentation as the blueprint for the future of the Japanese nation.
An incredible journey throughout the nooks and crannies of Hardcore History, the Japanese have evolved into a nation of passionate, yet peaceful people and diligent citizens.
Unequivocally, Japanese society runs like a well oiled mechanism, going through industrialisation while coming out the other side a highly technologically advanced nation with the Yamato Spirit imprinted firmly on the sacred soil of Japan—the curators of Civilization Three.
Creation mythology paints gods into all kinds of shapes and sizes—imaginary imagery used in a construction of ‘reality’ or from the Japanese perspective tatemae—the layers peeling away, the news cycle of yesterday, turning into the Hardcore History epoch of our times each day.
Japan is not only referred to as ‘Land Of The Rising Son’ but also as ‘Land of the Gods.’
The abundance of Shinto shrines and Buddhist temples spread throughout sacred spots in the ancient nation of Japan, bears testament to this sublime reality, therefore, Japan has deservedly been christened as Land of the Gods.
Indeed, the Japanese are extremely flexible when considering the doctrine of Others, and the variety of gods contained in human mythologies.
The Japanese maintain a deeply spiritual essence, even though they are not considered by Others to be religious people—as a matter of fact, all Japanese are embedded within stringent social, cultural, and moral protocols—in essence being Japanese.
The foundation of the Japanese nation is based upon the assimilation of information coming from Others—moulding foreign notions into powerful potions, reformulating concepts and ideas, making them uniquely Japanese.
Emphatically the Japanese are masters of integrating external worlds into the way of the Japanese, including the successful integration of Buddhism in the Heian period from 800 CE, weaving the Buddha into the way of the Japanese gods, thus, the super-conscious tenets of Buddhism becoming an essential part of being Japanese.
The success of the Buddha can be linked to one main thing, the skill to overlay these new tenets on top of the indigenous protocol of ancestor worship—⛩神Shinto道⛩—preservation and deification of deceased kin, anointing them as gods to be worshiped as ancestral clan.
Peeling back the stark black and white of mythological dogmatic stories, lies an insight into suppressive dogma, emphatically embedded into decayed ideology, the indoctrinated adherent submerged in the authoritative notion—either Zero or One, heaven or hell you cannot pick both, so you have to choose one.
The mandate of the Portuguese Jesuits was to convert the Japanese—to instigate the creation of fresh patrons—tithing to feed a vast unholy beast—geographically remote from this Pacific Island nation—conceptually remote from the Japanese.
The collapse of Christianity in Japan and rejection of their Zero or One doctrine were due to the diabolical notion of clan destruction, along with the decimation of the honourable notion of the loyalty Japanese show towards their clan.
In fact, the Japanese have no religion per se—the core tenets of Japan are reflected in the Japanese Way—mirrored in their ancient culture forever binding them to Japanese societal protocol—by birthright to which they all must agree.
Form Order Process is the Japanese way—sending forth into the world, recreating foreign objects and concepts into all kinds of things—ancient ritual tasting like fine matcha tea—the Japanese are destined to merge and purge, integrate and reiterate, concepts, ideas, and convictions, now in the process of building the pinnacle of human thriving Civilization Three.
Raised in a diverse inclusive atmosphere in the mountains of British Columbia, Ceylon was merely a topic in a geography book in a distant land far away.
By virtue of living in Japan, came the good fortune to travel distant lands—an extension of acquainting with the foreigner community, all of us strangers in a strange land, or as Patrick Lafcadio Hearn saliently noted—fairyland.
Many moons ago, a Sri Lankan Buddhist temple was established in our rural town of Japan—along with it came friendly Sri Lankans, leaving behind their cherished loved ones in a distant homeland, seek a better life for their clan
In the early 90’s my dear Sri Lankan friend, then in his early 50, found work as a stableboy on a nearby horse farm, and is where the encounter occurred with this devoted Buddhist Sri Lankan man in Japan.
Common among foreign nationals originating from developing lands is their sacrifice, building their homeland clans in culturally remote isolation, only temporary guests in the insular homogenous nation of Japan.
By happenstance, a serendipitous opportunity came to visit the island nation of Sri Lanka—an interpreter for a Japanese entrepreneur, a chance to visit my friend’s family in the breathtaking city of Kandy in the center of Ceylon.
Interestingly enough, inside the ‘Temple of Sacred Tooth’ resides the sacred tooth relic of the Buddha, embodying deep spiritual significance—one of the most sacred religious artifacts in all of Buddhism.
So, what does this all have to do with five rupee?
Raised in the essence of empathic humanity, the stark dark, abject poverty common in Sri Lanka was far too visceral and startling to see.
Shocked into an instinctive conundrum—how to go about alleviating this wretched suffering and to once and for all end human misery.
A bag full of 5 rupee coins will initiate the planetary poverty alleviation protocol the world will change forever and for certain, just wait and see.
The line for the 5 rupee coin was as far as the eye could see, all of the sudden it was clear as dawn—after handing out the last 5 rupee coins—once all the money is gone—a new beggar born, now looking for a free coin and a free lunch juicing life along.
An old book once proclaimed—give humankind fish, feed them for a day—teach humankind to fish, feed them forever and a day.
My Sri Lankan friend was no beggar at all—he left his beloved wife and three daughters in a far away land—forging his way in the world—raising up his clan—a saint at the feet of Buddha, on his own as a sovereign man.
All stories come to an end, where this deeply devout Buddhist exited this mortal coil having never touched the sacred ground of his cherished homeland of Sri Lanka again.
One can only surmise when observing the loneliness in his eyes, he died of a broken heart—his final earthly chapter—a stableboy in Japan.
While transitioning to the land of Buddha, is when he make a courtesy stop to say goodbye to this Incidental Occxie, who loved this Fellow Traveler from Sri Lanka for his devotion to his family and dedication to advance his clan.
Continuing on his infinite journey, took a special seat at the table as an enlightened Buddha, his essence and spirit uniting once again with his family in his beloved homeland of Ceylon.
ブリティッシュコロンビアの山々の、多様で包括的な雰囲気の中で育った私にとって、セイロンは遠い地での、地理の教科書の中の話に過ぎませんでした。
日本に住むことによって、遠く離れた土地を旅する幸運がもたらされました。これは外国人コミュニティとの交流を広げることで、私たちは皆、見知らぬ土地の見知らぬ人々です。パトリック・ラフカディオ・ハーンが指摘したように、それはある種、妖精の国に似ています。
ずっと以前、スリランカの仏教寺院が私たちの日本の田舎町に設立され、それに伴い親切なスリランカ人たちがやってきました。彼らは遠く離れた故郷に愛する家族を残し、自分たちの一族のためにより良い生活を求めていました。
1990年代初頭、私は日本にいる献身的な仏教徒のスリランカ人との出会いがあり友人になりました。親愛なるその当時50代前半の友は、近くの馬の牧場で厩務員として働くことになりました。
発展途上国から来た外国人に共通するのは、彼らの犠牲心です。文化的に隔絶された環境で故郷の一族を築き上げ、日本という孤立した均質な国で一時的な客として生活しています。
偶然にも、日本の起業家の通訳としてスリランカの島国を訪れるという思いがけない機会がありました。それはセイロンの中心にある息をのむような美しい都市キャンディで、友人の家族を訪問するいい機会でした。
興味深いことに、「聖なる歯の寺院」の内部には、仏陀の聖なる歯の遺品があり、深い霊的な意味を持っています。これは仏教における最も神聖な宗教的な遺物の一つです。
では、今までの話が5ルピーとどのような関係があると思いますか。
共感的な人間性の本質で育てられた私には、スリランカで一般的な厳しい暗い、悲惨な貧困の現実を目の当たりにするのはあまりにも生々しく、衝撃的でした。
直感的なジレンマに直面しました。この悲惨な苦しみをどのように軽減し、終わらせることができるのでしょうか。
5ルピー硬貨でいっぱいの袋は、地球規模の貧困軽減プロトコルを始動させ、世界は永遠に、そして確実に変わるでしょう。その様を待って、そして見てください。
5ルピー硬貨の列は見渡す限り続いていましたが、最後の5ルピー硬貨を渡した後、突然、夜明けのように明らかになりました。全てのお金がなくなれば、新しい乞食が生まれ、今は無料の硬貨と無料の昼食を求めて生活を切り抜けています。
昔の本にはこんなことが書かれています:人類に魚を与えれば、その日一日を養うことができる。人類に魚の釣り方を教えれば、永遠に生きることができる。
私のスリランカ人の友人は、決して乞食ではありませんでした。彼は愛する妻と3人の娘を遠い土地に残し、独力で世界を切り開き、仏陀の足元で聖人として自分の一族を育て上げました。
すべての物語には終わりがあります。この深く虔信する仏教徒は、この世を去り、二度と愛する故郷スリランカの聖地を踏むことはありませんでした。
彼の目に映る孤独を見ると、日本で厩務員としての最後の地上の章で、心が折れて亡くなったとしか推測することしかできません。
仏陀の国への移動中に、彼は偶然の西洋人に別れを告げるために立ち寄りました。この西洋人は、スリランカからのこの旅人を、彼の家族への献身と一族を進展させるために専念し、愛していました。
無限の旅を続ける中で、彼は悟りを開いた仏陀として特別な席に着きました。彼の本質と精神は、再び愛する故郷セイロンで家族と一つになりました。
A common question crops up, often midway through the journey inside this Material Sludge—Is this all there is, and, what exactly is daily natto?
Somewhat of a confusing time—wandering in the arid desert of ennui—life flashing by one pico-second at a time—thirsty to fulfil niggling desires—that are so very real.
During periods of mental stagnation, fatigue amplifying infinite needs—the insensate churning—what was—what is—what may be—is all blind minds can see.
This constructed reality, or tatemae in Japanese, keep the spirit in myopic servitude, accompanied by a stark and dark depreciation in the general attitude, degrading emergent humanity.
How long before shaking off this ennui, skipping away to live in a serene paradise like Maggie May’s Magical Garden—it's where you want to be.
Freedom to mature & grow with an enlightened glow—shuck off these Shackles of the Past and its pain—to become whole with ΩNE once again.
Look through the Japanese lens of tatemae & honne allows ΩNE to see the emergent human condition from two distinct points of view—this simple realization is the start of self re-actualisation for inside this notion lies a sublime set of essential keys.
As you wander and ponder, what lies inside to spark a drive to fill the troll throbbing emptiness to make ΩNE whole—the early bird with a daily song with a brand new melody to sing along, daily natto cleansing the mind every day.
In case still unaware, natto is Japanese soul food, with its sensational taste, positive influence upon gut microflora, and a healthy dose of vitamin K—also serving as a metaphor to pick yourself up off the floor, setting the tone for more significant days.
The sublime notion inside this magic potion lies in repeating intriguing things—an early morning rehearsal, food for thought, and clear direction for the subconscious to guide the way.
From the beginning, the dogmatic Industrial Education Complex indoctrinated this wayward autodidact—“someone like you could not possibly read the complex language such as Japanese.”
A conscious shift in energy aspiring with the desire to break free from the shackles of ennui—the gauntlet thrown down, the challenge profound, by hook or crook, it is imperative for this Incidental Occxie to read Japanese.
The exquisite nature of the Japanese reading system is sprinkled with ancient Communication Units known as kanji—spurring the urge to climb Mt. Fuji and dive deep into the nooks and crannies of Japanese culture and society embedded within their mythology—ideograms rooted in ancient meaning opens the way to an enlighten spectrum with unseen frequencies to perceive, to feel, and then to see.
The daily natto, a morning routine with something new, or a periodic review of intriguing concepts extinguishing lingering ennui—look upon the daily dose of natto at dawn making ΩNE whole—be all there is to be.
Inevitably the daily natto protocol creates intriguing pathways weaving an internal destiny—leading to an acute perception of the mysteries within the nooks and crannies of Japanese culture and society.
Create customized daily natto protocol to realize and internalize the ancient protocol of tatemae & honne perception of the truth of the underlying reality, discerning the difference of constructed mythology.
Personal Agency starts by exploring hidden frequencies surrounding Mother Earth.
Debug dogmatic programming of hypothetical beliefs—the notion of life in all things, therefore infinite possibilities—the secret lies in a daily dose of natto—the almighty soul food of the Japanese—follow the consecrated path to fulfil your unique personal destiny.
地球上の旅の途中でよく、ある疑問が生じます。これが全てなのでしょうか。そして毎日納豆とは具体的に何でしょう。
倦怠の乾燥した砂漠を彷徨う、やや混乱した時期、人生は一ピコ秒ごとに過ぎ去り、些細な願望を満たすために渇望しています。
精神的停滞期間中、疲労が無限のニーズを増幅させ、感覚のない攪拌、過去、現在、未来、これらは全て、盲目の心が見ることができるものなのです。
この構築された現実、または日本語で建前と言いますが、これは精神を短視眼的な奴隷状態に保ち、一般的な態度の厳しい暗い低下を伴い、新たな人間性を劣化させます。
倦怠を振り払い、マギー・メイの魔法の庭のような穏やかな楽園で生きるため、跳ね回るまでどれくらいか、それはあなたがいたい場所、ここであなたは啓発された輝きとともに成熟し、成長する自由を見つけ、過去の枷とその痛みを脱ぎ捨て、再び全体となることができるのです。
建前と本音の日本的視点を通して見ることで、私は人間の現れる状態を二つの異なる視点から見ることができるます。この簡単な実現は、自己実現の始まりで、この概念の内部には必要な鍵があります。
あなたが彷徨い考える時、心の中に何があって、その鼓動する空虚を満たし、丸ごとの自分自身の動機を起こしたり、早起きの鳥が毎日新しいメロディーで歌う歌を、毎日の納豆が心を毎日浄化します。
納豆は日本のソウルフードです。その感覚的な味わい、腸内フローラへの良い影響、そして健康のためのビタミンKの摂取が可能です。また、床に倒れた自分を起こし、より重要な日々の調子を整えるための隠喩としても機能します。
この魔法のポーションの中の崇高な考えは、興味深いことを繰り返すことにあります。早朝のリハーサル、考えるための食事、そして無意識の指示が道を導くクリアな方向性なのです。
初めから、独断的な産業教育複合体は、この迷える独学者に教え込んできました。「あなたのような人が日本語のような複雑な言語を読むことは不可能でしょう」。
退屈の束縛から解放されることを願う意識的なエネルギーのシフト、挑戦が投げられ、その挑戦は深く、どうにかしてでも、この偶発的な西洋人が日本語を読むことが必須なのです。
日本の読み書きシステムの精巧な性質は、漢字として知られる古代のコミュニケーション単位で散りばめられています。富士山を登る衝動を刺激し、彼らの神話に埋め込まれた日本の文化と社会の隅々に深く潜り込む、古代の意味に根ざした表意文字は、感じる、そして見るために、目に見えない周波数で啓蒙されたスペクトラムへの道を開きます。
毎日の納豆、新しいことを取り入れた朝の習慣、または面白い概念の定期的な見直しで長引く倦怠感を消し去り、夜明けの納豆の日々の摂取が、私たちを完成させることを見つめ、ありうる全てになることです。
避けられない毎日の納豆プロトコルは、日本の文化や社会の隅々にある謎への鋭い知覚に導く内部の運命を織り成す興味深い道を作り出します。
オーダーメイドの毎日の納豆プロトコルを作成し、建前と本音の真実の知覚の古代のプロトコルを実現し、内面化し、構築された神話の違いを見分けましょう。
個人のエージェンシーが発動し、地球を取り巻く隠された周波数を探索し始めることから、全ての可能性を信じること、独断的なプログラミングをデバッグすることが存在するための条件であることを実現し、日本人の究極のソウルフード、納豆の日々の摂取に秘密があり、個人的な運命を果たす道となります
Life is a journey—until the mortal end—dissemination of the worn-out molecules—in other words physical death—a new beginning starting from the earthly end.
One of the most profound joys of life is to run across a Fellow Traveler—making life meaningful and complex—perplexing and sublime—considered this to be truly divine.
A once random strangers, becoming a consequential addition to a personal journey, transcending the label ‘friend’ becoming one with each other as clanship, blood is not thicker than water—the proof is in the pudding of this Universal Truth.
Universal (^o^)/* Truth
Form Order Process underpins the foundation of Japan—expressed as an innate reflex of reciprocity—deeply ingrained in the Japanese psyche—o tagai sama.
The concept of tagai is of paramount importance in Japanese culture, prevalent throughout the societal structure of the Japanese—the way in which social-intercourse is carried out, mannerisms reflected as a distinct configuration of the Form, Order, Process protocol—a way that is unique unto the Japanese.The following instance of o tagai sama could be considered circumstantial serendipitous happenstance, but perhaps that’s a misnomer, as the Japanese protocol of tagai has now allowed unseen worlds to be gradually revealed—osmosis of the Japanese cultural slowly and gently unpeeled.
Waiting for a night flight to Taipei, Northwest Airline was experiencing a long delay, a two hour wait at the boarding gate, with two more sitting idly on the plane—it was then and there this now defunct airline received its new official name—Northworst.
What may have been a long cumbersome wait, was in fact the beginning of a life-long clanship, as a mysterious gentleman who was also waiting in this similar predicament, started up the conversation, now having lasted over 30 years, still bantering on until this glorious day.
When starting to talk to each other—strangers waiting for the same late plane—an instance of rare air is where the stranger becomes a long lost friend, a long overdue catch up in the cards once again.
It turned out he was in the same circumstance—what to do with this full free day in Taipei?—tour this magnificent Taiwanese city, so as to continue the deep conversations started in what even now seems just like yesterday.
A world traveler it was slowly revealed—a plethora of stories up Jion-jion’s mystical sleeve—enchanting tales of a sacred spellbinding, surreal kind.
These exceptional tales were so very magical and the conversation sublime, it was decided to meet somewhere every year continuation of our deep thoughts, encompassing Buddhism, the meaning of life, along with the significance of being a human-being.
Flying over the boarder of Myanmar, heading into Rangoon, Jion-jion suddenly became silent, like he was being consumed.
What was happening inside his inner world, this incidental Master Zen Buddhist sees reality through the lenses of the surreal—as this is the way he commands it to be.
The power of Jion-jion lies in emptiness, thus awareness of the infinite nature of all spectrums embedded within the deepest frequencies of consciousness—a testament to his enriched sentience—holding the secret keys, having unlocked doors in the land of the living, opening channels to the land of the dead.
On a night before Jion-jion’s departure to his desert home far away, the spirit of my freshly deceased Sri Lankan Buddhist mate, came to say goodbye to his Incidental Occxie friend, as he was continuing along his path—a new beginning at the end of his earthly days
However, much to this spirit’s surprise, he saw the energy field radiating from Jion-jion’s eyes, where he was gently, yet quickly guided by this Incidental Deity, to move to Buddha to take his rightful place and go to where he should be.
Jion-jion has again returned to Japan, bringing his wisdom and sublime presence, enhancing the energy flow in the Land of the Gods as Japan is known—his sun shining over humanity—is why he is assuredly, a sublime and miraculous earthly Deity.
人生は旅。死すべき終わりまで、疲れ果てた分子の散布、言い換えれば肉体の死。地上の終わりから始まる新たな始まり。
人生最大の喜びの一つは、旅仲間に出会うことです。人生に意味と複雑さを与え、困惑と崇高、神聖とさえ言えます。
かつて偶然に出会った見知らぬ人が、旅を通して重要な存在となり、友人という関係を超えて、一族として一体になるのです。血は水より濃いと言いますが、この場合、血よりも水が濃く、普遍的真実の証明です。
普遍 (^o^)/* 真実
日本の基盤を支える形式秩序プロセスは、相互の本能的な反射として表現され、お互いに日本人の心理に深く根付いています。
相互の概念は日本文化において最も重要で、日本の社会構造全体に普及しています。社会文化的交流が行われる方法、形式秩序プロセスプロトコルを反映した特有のマナーは日本人特有の方法です。
次に述べるお互い様の例は、偶然の幸運な出来事と考えられるかもしれませんが、それは誤りかもしれなません。なぜなら相互の日本のプロトコルは、今では見えない世界が徐々に明らかになることを許し、日本文化の浸透がそっと沈んでいくのです。
ノースウエスト航空の、台北への夜間便は、長時間の遅延でした。搭乗ゲートで2時間の待ち時間、さらに飛行機の中での2時間の無駄な時間を経験しました。そしてこの今はなき航空会社はノースワーストという、皮肉な公式名を得たのでした。
普通なら、長くて面倒な待ち時間であったかもしれませんが、この時に限っては、一生続く友情の始まりでした。同じような状況で待っていた謎の紳士が私に話かけ、今でも30年以上もの関係が続いています。この素晴らしい今日という日まで、ずっと冗談を言い合える仲です。
同じ遅れた飛行機を待つ見知らぬ私たちが、お互いに話し始めたという奇跡の瞬間に、永遠の友人になり、長い関係が始まったのです。
そして目的地の台北に着いた時、私たちは、その1日を素晴らしい台湾の都市を観光しながら、一緒に過ごすことに決めたのです。それはまるで、昨日のことのように思えます。その時はお互いに、もっと深い会話を続けたかったのでした。
徐々に明らかになった世界旅行者、時音路恩の神秘的な袖からあふれ出る物語の数々、それは神聖で魅力的で超現実的な話があります。
これらの非凡な物語は、まるで魔法のようで、会話がとても素晴らしく、仏教、人生の意味、人間であることの重要性を含み、私たちの深い思考の続きとして、毎年どこかで会うことにしたのです。
ミャンマーの国境を越えて、ラングーンに向かう途中、時音路恩は突然黙り込み、何かに飲み込まれているようでした。
彼の内面の世界で何が起こっていたのでしょうか。この偶発的な禅仏教のマスターは、超現実のレンズを通して現実を見ています。彼がそれを、そうあるように命じる方法です。
時音路恩の力は虚無にあり、意識の最も深い周波数に埋め込まれたすべてのスペクトラムの無限の性質に対する認識です。彼の豊かな感覚への証であり、生きている世界の秘密の鍵を握り、死者の国への道を開いています。
またある時、日本に来ていた時音路恩が、遠い砂漠の国へ出発する前夜、私の亡くなったばかりのスリランカ人の仏教徒の友人の霊が、偶然にも、会ったこともなく、遠い国から来た彼に、別れを告げに来たのです。
そしてそのスリランカ人の霊は驚くべきことに、時音路恩から放射されるエネルギーフィールドを見ていたというのです。霊は、偶然の神によって優しく、しかも迅速に、正当な場所である、仏陀のもとへ行くように告げられました。
時音路恩は再び日本に戻ってきました。彼の知恵と崇高な存在が、日本が時々神々の国として知られる場所のエネルギーの流れを高めています。彼の太陽が人類の上に輝いているのは、彼が確かに崇高で奇跡的な神である証拠でしょう。
Time marches on—sun comes up again.
Turning of the leaves—chilly winter breeze.
What it means to be alive—sublime, profound, thrive.
No one knows—what the future holds.
There is always a tale—as yet to be told.
This is the time—every day of each New Year
To place some markers—say you are here.
Take a place under the sun—inevitably become ΩNE.
Accept you are chosen too—a true story about you.
Seems abstract and surreal?—we know exactly how you feel.
Hold everything tightly—then let it all go.
This year absent of fear—embedded within an infinite flow.
時間は進み、再び太陽が昇る。
葉の色づき、冷たい冬のそよ風。
生きるとは何か。崇高で、深遠で、繁栄すること。
未来が何を秘めているかは誰も知らない。
いつも語られるべき物語がある。
これはその時、新年の毎日
いくつかの目印を置き、あなたがここにいると言う。
太陽の下に場所を取り、必然的に私になる。
あなたも選ばれていると受け入れる。
あなたについて語られた物語がある。
抽象的で超現実的に思えるか。
私たちはあなたがどう感じているか正確に知っている。
すべてをしっかりと抱きしめ、そしてそれをすべて手放す。
この年、恐れを持たず、無限の流れの中に埋め込まれて。
おはようございます。再び新しい始まりへようこそ。
人生の日々の中で、この時点で、完全にあなた次第です。元気を出し、一歩を踏み出して、もう一日を迎えましょう。
実際に、目覚めた後の周波数のリセットは日常の必要事項です。夜明けを愛すること、それが方法です。
ありふれた朝の日課を単調な手順から瞑想的な儀式に変え、あなたの存在を徹底的にターボチャージして電気へと変え、紛争の流れに入れましょう。
シンプルでありながらも深い決意から始めましょう。その日を受け入れましょう。
毎朝、真新しいページ、語るべき物語、太陽への信じられない旅を讃えて書かれた新しい章の中の繰り返しのプロフィールを記述して、その方法を受け入れましょう。
小さな段階的なステップは、複合的な進歩につながります。目の前にあるかもしれないものや遠い過去のことを反芻するのはやめましょう。ただ手放すのです。
人生はすぐに非常に個人化された親密な旅になります。本当にユニークなプロセスの中で生きる、あなた自身の顕著な方法で周囲の分子を揺り動かすことを選びましょう。
朝の儀式の流れを感じて、崇高な心の変化を見ましょう。今夢が輝き始めています。これは無限の門です。列車は毎朝、駅を出発します。
意図的な存在で生きることは、ガイドのようなカスタマイズされた儀式の力を解き放ち、見えない筋肉を徐々に強化し、実際これは唯一の方法です。
毎日の日の出には新しい始まりがあります。私たちの運命の建築家となる選択肢があります。愛する天の川で漂う打ちのめされた船のように放り投げられる観客ではないのです。
目覚めの瞬間から、私たちは皆、創造者です。あらゆる思考、行動、意図は自身の存在で構成されています。人生を彫刻し、個人の意図性と高貴な概念によって形作られています。その日を受け入れましょう。
現在に生きるということは、日の出を本当に見ることを意味します。それは日々の仕事の前触れとしてだけでなく、それ自体が壮大で注目に値するイベントです。感謝を呼び起こすことで状況が変わります。本当に魔法のフィルターと言えるでしょう。
偶然の幸運を信じる者として、私は偶然にもユニークな本に出会いました。そしてまさにそう、この新しい仲間が私の名前を呼んでいました。
少なくとも魅力的な名前です。366日日本の美し色を探求することに興味がそそられな訳がありません。
日本の色の美しさは、読者を四季を通して導き、一年を通じて伝統的な日本の色の魅力を週に7つの異なるテーマに焦点を当てて探求します。日本の色彩美学の隅々を探る元気な朝の儀式を促進し、その日を受け入れましょう。
鮮やかな視覚体験だけでなく、これら素晴らしい日本の色の起源と物語を探る機会は、言語習得も促進します。これらの物語には難しい文章や珍しい漢字が含まれ、新しい色と新鮮な物語があります。これがその日を受け入れる本質なのです。
興味深いことに、かつては皇室専用の色があり、これらの色の進化とそれにまつわるユニークな話は、毎日をカラフルに導きます。
日本の四季の風景の素晴らしい写真とともに、この優れた本は、これらの伝統的な色の知識により人生を豊かにします。
日本人は本当に深く掘り下げ熱中することが好きで、各ページの下部に「豆知識」という楽しいセクションがあります。
確実に、日本人は実用的な生活のアプローチを持っており、これら魅力的な色ごとに、日本の色の366日はCMYK、RGB、HEXの値を提供し、色の組み合わせの例を提供します。これは、日出ずる国に住む幸運な人々に囲まれたカラフルな日本を観察する際に非常に実用的です。
この素晴らしい本は、何世紀にもわたり日本の生活と文化の一部である伝統的な色を理解し、評価するための素晴らしいガイドであり、この優雅さと侘寂を毎日の生活に織り込むためのものです。
Ohayogozaimasu—welcome to a new beginning once again.
At this point inside life’s daily stew—it is entirely up to you—pep-up, step-up to be another day.
Indeed, resetting the frequency is a daily requirement after awaking—love the dawn, it is the way.
Turn mundane morning routines from a humdrum procedure into a meditative ritual to throughly turbo charges your being into electricity into the flow of the fray.
Start with a simple, yet profound resolution—embrace the day.
Every morning, a brand new page, a story to tell, describing the reoccurring profile inside new chapters written in honour of another incredible trip into the sun—embrace the way.
Small incremental steps leads to compounding progress—leave rumination of what may be in front and the past now far behind—let it go I say!
Life soon becomes a very personalised intimate journey, living in a truly unique process—choose to shake the surrounding molecules in your own remarkable way.
Let the morning ritual flow, see the shift in the sublime mind—dreams now starting to glow—this is the infinite gateway—the train leaves the station each morning of every day.
Living with intentional presence unleashes the power of customised rituals like a guide, an unseen muscle, strengthening progressively, a Universal Truth, in fact this is the only way.
Each sunup there lies the new beginning, with the choice to be architects of our destiny, rather than spectators tossed about like a battered ship adrift in our beloved Milky Way.
Remember, from the moment of awakening, all are creators—every thought, every action, every intention consists of ΩNE’s existence—sculpting life, shaped by intentionality of personal agency and the noble notion—embrace the day.
Living in the present means truly seeing the sunrise, not just as a precursor to the day's tasks, but as an event in itself, magnificent and worthy of attention—invoking gratitude changes the circumstance—a magical filter ya’ll could truthfully say.
A firm believer in serendipitous happenstance, ΩNE happened to stumble upon a unique book, and just like that, this new companion called out my name.
An charming name to say the least, how could interest not have been piqued to explore the 366 day of Japanese Colors.
The Japanese beauty of colors guides the reader through the four seasons exploring the charm of traditional Japanese colors over the course of a year with a weekly focus on seven different themes—facilitating a spirited morning ritual exploring the nooks and crannies of Japanese color aesthetics—embrace the day.
Not only a fascinating vivid visual experience, the opportunity to explore the origins and stories surrounding these magnificent Japanese colors also promotes language acquisition as these stories contain difficult passages and obscure kanji with a new color and fresh story—this is the essence of embracing the day.
Fascinatingly enough, there are colors that were once exclusive to the imperial family, and the tales of the evolution of these colors and the quirky stories behind them leads to a colorful outlook each new day.
Along with the fantastic photographs of Japan's seasonal landscapes, this outstanding book enrich one’s life with the knowledge of these traditional colors.
The Japanese like to dig deep, they really engage and there is a fun section at the bottom of each page called mame chishiki—bean knowledge.
Reliably, the Japanese have a practical approach to life, and for each these fascinating colors, the 366 day of Japanese Colors provides the CMYK, RGB and HEX values, along with examples of color combinations, which are very practical when observing our colorful Japan surrounding those fortunate to be living here in the Land Of The Rising Son.
This wonderful book is a magnificent guide to understanding and appreciating the traditional colors that have been a part of Japanese life and culture for centuries and to weave this elegance and the Wabi-Sabi of life into each Day of the Way.
英語の西洋通信プロトコルから発生したもの、個性とクォークの多さを含むアルファベットスープ、たった26文字の混在の連続、やや詩的な種類の神秘的な魔法の独白を作るのに非常に役立ちます。
日本に到着した後、私はヒエログリフのように見える巨大な壁に直面しました。それは2,136の表意文字で構成される日本の読み書きシステムの一見乗り越えられない山のようでした。
日本語の読解という一見乗り越えがたい課題が、この道を誤った学生を、日出る国に到着してから数年間、事実上の文盲にしました。
念のため、他にも2つの音節文字があります。一つは外国語を記述するためのカタカナ、もう一つは、主に女性を対象として、中国文字教育からしばしば排除されていた日本人話者のために、よりシンプルでアクセスしやすいスクリプトとして開発されたひらがなです。
興味深いことに、紫式部のような著名な宮廷人物は、「源氏物語」の著者であり、ひらがなの普及に大きな影響を与えました。
独学者であることは多少孤独ですが、そのような一時的な感情に対する治療法は、精神的な肘の油、つまりたった三つの言葉の確信として知られています。
確かに、友人のような記憶補助から助けを求めることは重要です、ここで親友と呼ばれる記憶術が何度も何度も救いの手を差し伸べてくれます。
ある種の秘密の超能力のように、記憶術はいくつかの異なる記憶技術を使って情報をより効果的に思い出すために用います。
実際に、日本語の個人的な学習に記憶術を統合することは、記憶と想起を高める非常に強力な技術であり、漢字を覚えるために視覚的なイメージを使うことは常に素晴らしいスタート地点です。
一見すると、漢字はごちゃごちゃした混乱に見えるかもしれませんが、訓練されていない目には、確かに最初にそう見えます。
これらの複雑な表意文字は、部首として知られる異なる要素で構成されており、これを理解することはできる限り役立ちます。
漢字をよりシンプルな要素に分解し、それぞれの部分をイメージと結びつけることは、栄光の漢字探求の素晴らしい始まりとなります。
一つの主要な例は、「木」という漢字です。「木」というは字、実際に木に似ています。ここでのポイントは、この漢字を見たときに木を想像することです。それにより、その文字が永遠に心に焼き付けられます。
成功した言語習得における最も重要な点の一つは、できるだけ早く堅固な語彙を構築することであり、あなたの母国語の似たような音の言葉と単語の音を関連付けることでこれを行うことができます。
たとえば、「猫」(ねこ)は英語の「neck」に似ています。長い首を持つ猫のイメージを作ることで、馴染みのない外国語をすぐに内面化するのに役立ちます。
関連する単語の意味を鮮やかな関連するイメージや概念と結びつけることも、流暢さを目指す探求において便利なツールです。
一石二鳥のシナリオがここにあります。「雲」(くも)という単語を内面化するとき、その意味は雲であり、蜘蛛と同じ発音です。ここでは蜘蛛の形をした雲を想像するのは簡単です。これで一石二鳥です。
すべてのことと同様に、定期的に記憶術を復習するための一貫した日々の練習は、流暢さへの道を加速させ、あなたの個人的な記憶術の旅が進むにつれて、すべての記憶術をあなた自身の理解とそれ以上に合わせて更新することを確実にしてください。
もう一つの素晴らしいアイデアは、個人的な経験と創造性を記憶術に取り入れることです。記憶術がより個人的で創造的であるほど、それはより効果的になります。
Originating from the Occxie communication protocol of English—an alphabet soup with a plethora of quirks and quarks—a continuum intermingling just 26 letters—highly useful to create mystical magical monologues of a somewhat poetic kind.
After entering Japan, ΩNE was faced with a massive wall of what looked like hieroglyphics—a seemingly insurmountable mountain of 2,136 ideograms making up the reading system of the Japanese.
The seemingly overwhelming task of reading Japanese left this wayward student functionally illiterate for several years after arriving upon the Land Of The Rising Son.
Just for good measure, there are also two other syllabaries—one for describing foreign words—KATAKANA—カタカナ—the other—HIRAGANA—ひらがな—developed as a simpler, more accessible script for native Japanese speakers, primarily women, who were often excluded from Chinese character education back in the day.
Interestingly, prominent court figures like the divine Lady Murasaki Shikibu, the author of "The Tale of Genji" was influential in popularising HIRAGANA script—an early example of Woman Power.
Being an autodidactic is somewhat of a lonely place, yet the cure for any such fleeting emotion is what is known as mental elbow grease—the conviction of just three words—Yes I can.
For certain it is crucial to petition for assistance from a memory aid somewhat like a friend, this is where the bosom buddy named mnemonics comes to the rescue over and over again.
Somewhat of a secret superpower, mnemonics employ several different memorisation techniques to recall information more effectively.
Indeed, integrating mnemonics into a personal study of Japanese is a highly powerful technique enhancing memory and recall, and using visual imagery to memorise kanji is always an awesome place to start.
At first glance kanji may seem like a jumbled mess, and to the untrained eye this is indeed what is first seen.
These complex ideograms are made up of different components, know as radials, understanding this is as helpful as can be.
Breaking down kanji into simpler components and associating each part with an image is an excellent way to get started on a glorious kanji quest.
A primary example is the kanji for "tree" (木) which actually resembles a tree—so the key point here is to imagine a tree when you see this kanji—this will burn the character into the mind for forever and a day.
One of the most important point in successful language acquisition is building a robust vocabulary as quickly as possible and ΩNE can do so by linking the sound of the word to a similar-sounding word of ΩNE’s own mother tongue.
For example, "neko" (猫), meaning cat, sounds like "neck" in English—this is where creating an image of a cat with a long neck will facilitate internalisation of this unfamiliar foreign word in a jiffy.
Linking the meaning of associated words with a vivid and related image or concept is also a handy tool in the quest for fluency.
Here is a two birds with one stone scenario—when internalising the word kumo—雲—meaning cloud also has the same pronunciation as spider—蜘蛛—here it is easy to imagine a cloud in the shape of a spider—there you have it—two words one stone.
As with all things, consistent daily practice to review mnemonics regularly will accelerate the path to fluency and as your personal mnemonics journey progresses be sure to update all mnemonics to match your own understanding and beyond.
Another great idea is to implement personal experiences and creativity into the mnemonics as the more personal and creative the mnemonics are, the more effective it will be.
本質的にすべての生命は周波数なのだということを知っていますか。日本の道にとって基本的なもの、万物、そう、すべてのものに生命がある。これが日本人の概念です ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶
この基本的な普遍的真実は、化学物質と電気に包まれたヒューマノイドの存在のスペクトルを明らかにし、内部、外部、そして万物を通して、無限の周波数の配列に共鳴しています。つまり、すべてに生命があるのです。
科学的に言えば、ヒューマノイドは非常に狭い帯域の周波数のみを知覚します。聾者、唖者、盲者と似ているのですが、しかし、無知で見えないのです。
この普遍的真実を無視することは、洗脳された多数派を、気付かれない幽霊のような周波数の現象、すなわち、範囲外のヒューマノイド領域に潜む実体に対して脆弱にします。これらは実際には、他の世界の現実です。
実際に、ヒューマノイドは可視光スペクトル430 THz~750 THzに大きく制限されており、感覚の必然的な弱化が知覚の領域を歪めています。何が現実で、何が幻想なのでしょうか。
地球の虹の知覚可能な色は、現実の狭い帯域を包含しています。普遍的真実の完全な周波数スペクトルに気付かないか、気にしない場合、本質的にはヒューマノイドのカラフルな周波数の狭いスペクトルに隔離され、構築された現実です。
赤: 430 THz~480 THz オレンジ: 480 THz~510 THz 黄色: 510 THz~540 THz 緑: 540 THz~580 THz 青: 580 THz~620 THz 藍色: 620 THz~670 THz 紫: 670 THz~750 THz
ヒューマノイドの知覚を超える異なる周波数に「調整する」という概念は、日本語において一般的なテーマであり、日本のあり方の核心にせまる、風変わりな格言があります。
すべての言語に表れる普遍的真実は言葉の精神です。日本の道のDNAにコード化された社会的プロトコルです。
さらに、日本人は、異なる周波数に適応する柔軟性を持っており、これは深く形而上学的な現実である以心伝心に恵まれています。
禅から生じた以心伝心は、関係者が話し言葉や書かれた言葉を必要とせず、意図と意味を明確に理解し、相互に有益な無言のコミュニケーションの内部に刻まれた、均衡の状態です。この現実は、この知覚が存在する範囲外の周波数の内部に存在します。
これらの周波数の存在を知覚し、認識し、認めることで、言葉の精神を意図的に呼び起こし、見えない周波数の無限のスペクトルに住むこれらのエネルギー的な実体との相互作用を開始することができます。
古代の形而上学的な伝統は、物理的な制約によって課された限界に束縛されない人間の精神と意識が、他の世界の周波数へのアクセスを可能にすることを指摘しています。今や見たいと願うすべての人に利用可能です。
瞑想のような実践や、視力増強剤の使用、または神楽のような特定の儀式を通じて、秘教的な日本のウェイステーションにダイヤルインすることができます。
これらの現象がヒューマノイド種の五つの主要な感覚の外で起こるという事実に関わらず、これらの周波数の知覚は多元宇宙の明らかな側面であり、個人的な危険を冒して無視されるべきではありません。
人間の理解を超える社会は、識別可能な周波数のスペクトルを取り巻き、心を開いた人には、その範囲外の周波数への直感的な垣間見を可能にします。
心の目を開くとき、あなたは個人化された現実の中で生き始めるよう促す囁きに気づき、究極のゲームのプレイヤーとしてのユニークな旅を新しい方法で見ることになります。心の目からベニヤ板を剥がし、すべてがそこに露わにされ、この栄えある多様な無限のコミュニティに参加します。
Essentially all life is Frequency—fundamental to the Japanese Way—ban butsu—life in all things—is what the Japanese say ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶
This fundament Universal Truth reveals the spectrum of humanoid existence as encased in chemicals and electricity resonating an infinite array of frequencies within, without, and throughout ban butsu, in other words; life is in everything.
Scientifically speaking, humanoids only perceive a very narrow band of frequencies—akin to being deaf, dumb, and blind—illiterate and unseeing.
Disregarding this Universal Truth leaves the indoctrinated majority vulnerable to an unnoticed phantom frequency phenomena embodying entities lurking out-of-gamut humanoid realms, which are in fact, other world’s realities.
Indeed, humanoids are severely limited to the visible light spectrum—430 THz~750 THz—along with the inevitable weakening of the sense distorting the field of perception—what is real?—what is fantasy?
The perceivable colours of earth’s rainbow encompasses a narrow bandwidth of reality—if unaware or do not care about the full frequency spectrum of Universal Truth—essentially a constructed reality isolated into the narrow spectrum of humanoid colourful frequency (^o^)/
Red: 430 THz~480 THz Orange: 480 THz~510 THz Yellow: 510 THz~540 THz Green: 540 THz~580 THz Blue: 580 THz~620 THz Indigo: 620 THz~670 THz Violet: 670 THz~750 THz
The notion of "tuning in” to different frequencies beyond humanoid perception is a common theme in the Japanese language, with quirky adages at the core of the Japanese way of being.
A Universal Truth manifested in all language is the Spirit Of The Word—societal protocol encoded in the DNA of the Way of the Japanese.
Moreover, the Japanese are flexible in adapting unfamiliar frequencies as they are graced with the deeply metaphysical reality of i shin den shin.
Originating from Zen, i shin den shin is the state of equilibrium where concerned parties need not language spoken nor written to successfully communicate intention and meaning clearly understood inscribed inside mutually beneficial unspoken communication—this reality existing inside out-of-gamut frequencies where this perception resides.
Perceiving, seeing, acknowledging the existence of these frequencies, allows intentional invocation of the Spirit of The Word to start interaction with these energetic entities residing in the infinite spectrum of unseen frequencies.
Ancient metaphysical traditions point to the human spirit and consciousness unencumbered by limitations imposed by physical constraints allows access to other world frequencies—now available to all who wishes to see.
Through practices like meditation, usage of vision accelerators, or specific rituals such as the ancient Japanese frequency of kagura—神楽—where ΩNE can dial-into the esoteric Japanese Way-Stations.
Regardless of the fact these phenomena occur outside the five main senses of the humanoid race, perceptions of these frequency are clearly aspects of the multiverse and should be disregarded at personal peril.
Societies beyond mortal comprehension surround the spectrum of distinguishable frequencies and to the open mind, allows visceral glimpses into these out-of-gamut frequencies.
When opening the minds eye, ΩNE becomes mindful of whispers urging you to start living inside a personalized reality, and a new way to see the unique journey as a player in the ultimate game—peel back the veneer from the mind’s eye and all is there laid bare join this thriving and diverse infinite community.
Abstract notion of forward motion—connected to greedy emotion—a road going nowhere—the destination is despair.
Wake up in the twilight of existence, realization of life wasted in a perpetual situation known as rat-rut-race.
Like so many lab rats in an endless maze, chasing the cheese in expectation of better days.
This tedious pursuit is like rotting fruit, ultimately pointless and fundamentally fruitless, at the sacrifice of personal cultivation—why not start from the Beginning Again today?
It is here and where, you are entreated to muster courage to reanimate a distinct personalised journey, not unlike Mr. Francis Albert Sinatra—pointing in the direction of doing things My Way.
Rat-rut-race, a metaphor for the ceaseless competitive struggle to get ahead financially and societally to the determent of extraordinary tales yet to be told—epitomising emptiness and failure reflecting the undesirable conclusion of a vapid life and an empty soul.
Undoubtedly the emotional appeal in the pursuit of Material Sludge is an inherent humanoid desire, with money, status, and power like the thrill of a jet coaster ride.
Yet, this is merely a slippery slope and a razor sharp slide—amplifying the volatile emotional nature of egocentric indoctrination now have taken rooted in the darkest corners of the nooks and crannies—the subconscious abyss inside.
Inflection ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶ Point: identify and defeat rat-rut-race Long Working Hours The Japanese are famous (notorious) for working extremely long hours; however, there is a clear distinction between working and being at the office.
Historically, in the Japanese mind, spending long hours in the office is a sign of commitment to the mandate of the company—think of this scenario as han men kyo shi (bad example) of productivity having definitely gone awry.
Essentially the Japanese have only just recently begun to question the wholesale commitment to the company over all, and slowly discovering and uncovering the corrupt nature of the rat-rut-race.
Chronic Stress Just like any other organization Japanese work environment is fraught with personal intrigue and drama.
The quest to move up the ladder causes significant stress, which carries over into all other aspects of life with harmful consequences of the death march of stress infecting the entire spectrum of rapidly dwindling life.
Mercifully, the old Showa business mentality is slowly waning away, but the commandments of the entrenched staunch taskmaster dies hard in Japanese society of mandated conformity—all must still endure invoking the protocol of Suck It Up Buttercup, regardless if this may seem insane.
Materialism Retail therapy otherwise known as Material Sludge spree is a symptom of the rat-rut-race mentality malady.
Once upon a time a young Japanese lady was asked about her homestay in U$A and to describe the highlight of her trip—the shopping channel was anti-climatic answer passing through her uninspired lips.
No Sense of Personal Fulfilment Make sure to check you personal satisfaction gauge—is there a sense of accomplishment or purpose in what should be ΩNE’s life work?
The J.O.B. (just over broke) feels meaningless, nothing beyond bonus and salary, really that is all you got—now labeled as a faceless ‘salaryman’, this what life is definitely not.
Constant Comparison Otherwise known as keeping up with the Joneses, success is regarded as some kind of competitive thing, along with the pressure cooker to acquire meaningless status symbols, represented by trite material things.
The epitome of a meaningless destination—the ultimate regret waiting as you arrive at someone else’s vision—congratulations your final destination is a dead-end—how was the ride?
The rat-rut-race is the fast track in a Race to the Bottom, sacrificing health, relationships, and personal growth in pursuit of purely financial gain is a mindless pursuit—there is no end.
A significant life journey can never be measured by a mere job title or in the accumulation of possessions soon to fade away, but in the richness of meaningful experiences, with the people and community who enrich the essence of Each Other’s every single day.
前進という抽象的な概念と、欲深い感情に繋がれて、行き先のない道を進み、絶望という目的地を目指します。
存在の薄明かりで目を覚まし、人生が永遠の「ラットレースの轍」として浪費されていることに気付きます。
果てしない迷路の中の実験用ラットのように、より良い日々を期待して、チーズを追いかけるのです。
この退屈な追求は、腐った果物のように、個人の磨きと培養を犠牲にして、根本的に無意味で実を結びません。
フランシス・アルバート・シナトラ氏のように、個性的な旅「マイウエー」を再開する勇気を振り絞ることが求められます。自分の方法で物事を進める方向を指し示すのです。
「ラットレースの轍」は、金銭的、社会的に先んじるための絶え間ない競争闘争の隠喩であり、まだ語られていない非凡な物語の損害になる、空虚と失敗を象徴し、味気ない人生と空っぽの魂の望ましくない結末を反映しています。
物質的汚泥の追求における感情的な訴えは、間違いなく人間固有の欲望であり、お金、地位、権力への追求はジェットコースターのスリルのようなものです。
しかし、これは単に滑りやすい斜面であり、鋭い滑り台であり、自己中心的な教育の揺らぎやすい感情的な性質を増幅させ、今や意識の深い暗がりに根を下ろしています。
転換点、「ラットレースの轍」を特定し、克服します。
長時間労働
日本人は非常に長い時間働くことで悪名高いですが、働くこととオフィスにいることには明確な区別があり、歴史的に日本人の考え方では、長時間オフィスにいることは会社への言質の象徴です。
このシナリオを生産性の悪い例、反面教師と考えてください。
本質的に日本人は最近になって初めて、他のすべてを超えた会社への全面的な言質を問い直し始め、ラットレースの轍の腐敗した性質を徐々に発見し始めています。
慢性ストレス
他のどの組織と同様に、日本の職場環境は個人的な陰謀とドラマに満ちています。 階段を上るためのクエストは大きなストレスを引き起こし、それが人生の他のすべての側面に波及し、急速に減少する人生全体の範囲にストレスのデスマーチの有害な影響を及ぼします。
幸いにも、旧昭和のビジネスメンタリティは徐々に衰えていますが、日本社会の厳格な従順の要求の中で根強いタスクマスターの命令はなかなか消えません。
すべての人が「我慢するんだ」というプロトコルに従わなければならず、それが狂気に思えるかもしれません。
物質主義
リテールセラピー、別名物質汚泥の買い物は、ラットレースの轍の精神病の兆候です。かつて、若い日本人女性がアメリカでのホームステイについて尋ねられ、旅行のハイライトを説明するように頼まれました。
ショッピングチャンネルは彼女の霊感のない唇を通じて出てくる反気候的な答えでした。
個人的な充実感の欠如
個人の満足度を確認することを忘れないでください。自分の人生の仕事に達成感や目的が感じられますか。
自転車操業は意味がなく、ボーナスや給与を超えるものは何もなく、実際それだけがあなたが持っている全てです。
今や顔のない「サラリーマン」としてラベル付けされ、これが人生であるはずがないでしょう
絶え間ない比較
隣の芝生は青く見えるという言葉の通り、成功を何らかの競争とみなし、一時的で意味のない地位のシンボルに競争するプレッシャーが伴う、無魂の目的地の典型で、他人のビジョンに到着したときに待っている人生の究極の後悔、おめでとう最終目的地は行き止まりです。
ラットレースの轍は底辺への競争の近道であり、健康、関係、個人的成長を犠牲にして金銭的利益を追求する終わりのない無思慮な追求です。
重要な人生の旅は、ただの職業の肩書きやすぐに消え去る物の蓄積では測ることはできません。それは意味のある経験の豊かさにあり、お互いの日々の本質を豊かにする人々とコミュニティにあります。
人間の体を濃い緑のエンドウ豆スープのような化学的なマトリックスと考えると、初めは多くの人には超現実的に見えるでしょう。
しかし確かなことは、物質的な汚泥を流れる分子の物理的な流れを超認知的に認識することほど、現実の構造を反映し、本物であり、肉感的なものではないということです
心、思考、身体、魂が複雑に絡み合う魅力的な現実を理解することから物語は始まります。あなたは、正当な人生の意味が徐々に明らかにされる新しく構築された現実をコントロールしているのです。
ライジング・サンのアースログに記述されているマトリックスのように、鏡をよく調べると、あなたの個人化された化学反応とその表面を映し出します。無限の始まりでの点火が怖い。あなたの分子はマトリックスの外で、始まりも中間も終わりもない永遠の世界で進化の旅を始めます。もはや真実は超現実的ではありません。
一度分子存在の風変わりな素粒子を意識的に取り込むと、心、思考、身体、魂が融合して啓発の旅が始まります。太陽に従って—愛する姉妹である母なる地球を旅します。無限に存在する多くの惑星の島々の中のただ一つで、不思議で奇妙な意識を持つ存在が住む、粘着質な環礁の数々です。
肉体は心、心臓、精神、魂から成る肉感的な導管です。したがって、落ち着きのない警戒心を持つ全体、個人識別の具現化、エゴと自由になった創造の女神を、この天の環礁にある真のコミュニティ全体で調和して浮遊させながら養うことが不可欠です。
確かに、ヒューマノイドの化学マトリックスの構成は、飼料ミックスに含まれるソースによって大きく変わり、すべての基本的な生命徴候に深く影響を与え、すべての重要な知性体に贈る個人的な試金石となります。
幸いにも、たった23歳の若さで日本食を知りました。偶然にも、西洋の質素な料理とは大きく異なる、漬物、ご飯、刺身へと移りました。
転換 ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ 点
西洋人として、この太陽に従う旅は、説明できない偶然の領域、非現実の最も特異な事例としてのみ考えられ、地球の力場の内部で物質的な現実に現れます。
日本料理には、必ず漬物や、生魚、その他のものが含まれています。なぜ日本の地に留まったのかと尋ねられたとき、わずか三つの理由で答えることができます。
(1) 日本人
(2) 米への敬意を払った健康的な日本食
(3) 日本国民の社会の基礎的な仕組み、これを内面化することで、深い洞察につながります、即ち文明ナンバーツリー。
さらに、日本人は機敏に旨味たっぷりの美味しい小さな料理の本質を表現します。それはグルタミン酸の風味に対応し、味覚の五番目のカテゴリー、うまみです。
昔々、西洋の国で食料品店を訪れた時、食べ物が工業研究所で作られた、泥のような化学物質に退化したように思えて、とてもショックを受け失望しました。これは悪い知らせです、皆さんはだまされています。ハイフルクトースコーンシロップのような、至る所にある化学化合物や添加物を消費して、あなたは太り、愚かで、悲しい存在になるのです。
求められていない ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ アドバイス
ヒューマノイドの重要な臓器は、心と魂の音楽を奏でます。天然の風味を選択することで、地球の化学マトリックスを再構築し、まるで個人のロケット燃料のようなあなたの生活の糧です。
肉体を再活性化することは、恒常性を保つ人間性の四つの神聖な要点を築くためのしっかりとした基盤を作ります。個人のミトコンドリア・ミューズ、つまり味方であり新しい最良の友として、全宇宙的な体をリセットします。
分子の再配置のテーマの単純さとその実行は、真剣で複雑な心のゲームが始まる場所です。
権限は明確です—72時間の禁欲—はかない三日間—永遠の調和を求める探求の中で—若返りは内側から始まります。
映画に出てくるヒーローのように、敵は何度も現れます。それは直感的、個人的に体験されなければなりません。あなたは今、この厄介で小さな飢餓ホルモンをもっています。それはグレリンという名前で知られています。
グレリンの唯一の使命は空腹を感じさせることです。最初の戦いを始めましょう。たとえ倒れて屈服しても、いつも明日があります。明日があり、別のビジョンを持ち、また始めからやり直しましょう。
一瞬にして、新しくなった生化学システムは飛び立つことができます。この深い魂の浄化プロトコルに対する集団的な感謝が溢れています。これは賢いドクター・ステンによってもたらされたものです
心で契約し、魂が飛び立つための探求におけるもう一つの魅力的な魔法の味方は、賢明なドクター・エクバーグのおかげです。最も重要なことは、細胞の再生が整うこと、オートファジーの奇跡、究極の再生の友です。
オートファジーは個人の細胞リサイクルプログラムです。疲れた携帯電話のように、最終的には古いファイルが多すぎてメモリを圧迫し、スローダウンを始めます。それは加齢、身体の故障、そして最終的には老化をもたらします。
不要なファイルをクリーンアップしてソフトウェアを更新し、再びスムーズに動作するようにします。72時間、すなわち三日間の禁欲がオートファジーを働き始めさせます。
細胞が生きて働くと、古く、または損傷したタンパク質やオルガネラのような廃棄物を蓄積します、それらはそれぞれの細胞の中の重要な器官です。
オートファジーの過程では、廃棄物は破壊するために梱包されます。それを分解してリサイクルし、新しい細胞部分を恒星エネルギーの更新とともに作り出すこと、それが新しく始まる場所であり、私たちは、間違いなくそこに留まるべきなのです。
Viewing the humanoid body as a chemical Matrix akin to thick green pea soup, at first glance many seem surreal.Rest assured, there is simply nothing more visceral, bona fide, or reflective of the Fabric of Reality than metacognitive acknowledgement of the physical flowing of molecules throughout Material Sludge.
Coming to terms with the fascinating reality of the intricate intertwining of heart, mind, body, and soul is exactly where the story begins—you are now in control of a new constructed reality where the legitimate meaning of life as the revealed revelations are slowly unpeeled.
Just as in the Matrix described in the Rising Son’s Earth Log, closely examining the mirror reveals your personalised chemistry and its veneer—scary at ignition at the Beginning of Infinity—your molecules starts the evolutional journey outside the Matrix where lies worlds of endless eternity—no beginning—no middle—no end—truth no longer surreal.
Once consciously assimilating the quirky quarks of the molecular being—heart, mind, body, and soul amalgamate for an illuminating journey—Follow The Sun—journeying on her beloved sister Mother Earth—just one of the many planetary islands among an infinite number of gooey atolls—inhabited by otherworldly chemical matrixes of enigmatic bizarre sentient beings.
The physical body is a carnal conduit consisting of mind, heart, spirit and soul, thus, it is imperative to nourish the restless wary whole—personification of Personal Identification—the Ego and the turned loose Muse, floating in Harmony in the True Communities throughout this celestial atoll.
Indeed the composition of a humanoid chemical Matrix, varies widely depending on the sauce in the feed mix deeply impacting all 4 vital signs, personalised touchstones as a present to all seminal sentient beings.
Fortunately, at the tender age of just twenty-three—Japanese food arrived instantly—in deep contrast to this Incidental Occxie's humble culinary beginnings—straight to pickles, rice, and sashimi.
Inflection ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ Point
As an Incidental Occxie, this journey Following The Sun can only be considered in the realm of inexplicable happenstance, a most peculiar instance of surreality, manifesting into materially reality inside Earth's Force Field.
Undoubtably the selection of Japanese cuisine includes much more that pickled vegetables and raw fish, in fact, when asked why to have remained in the Land of Japan, the answer envelopes just three:
(1) Japanese people
(2) Healthy Japanese food with reverence for rice
(3) The foundational workings of the civil society of Japan—internalising this leads to penetrating insight into Civilization Three.
Moreover, the Japanese astutely describe the essence of savour scrumptious succulent nibblets—corresponding to the flavour of glutamates—the fifth category of taste—umami.
Once upon a time in Occxie-land visiting a grocery stores—there was shock and dismay in what appeared to be food devolved into sludgy chemical goop—conjured in an Industrial Laboratory—bad news ya’ll have been duped—consuming ubiquitous chemical compounds like high fructose corn syrup—you are fat, stupid, sad, and a pathetic pale hue of Mississippi Delta blue.
Unsolicited ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ Advice
The vital organs of humanoids orchestrate the music of mind and soul—reconstituting earthly chemical matrix using natural flavour decisions, the sustenance of your life akin to personal rocket fuel
Rejuvenating the physical body creates a solid foundation to build the four divine points of homeostatic humanity—reseting the entire celestial body the personal Mitochondria Muse, an ally and the new best friend.
The simplicity of the molecule rearrangement theme and its execution therein, is where a complex mind game in earnest will begin.
The mandate is clear—72 hours of abstinence—three fleeting days—on the quest for eternal harmony—rejuvenation starts from within.
As in all heroes journey’s, the antagonist will show up again and again—its must be viscerally experience personally—you now own this pesky little hunger hormone—who goes by the name of Ghrelin.
The sole mission of Ghrelin is to bring hunger pangs—let the first battle kick in—even if breaking down and giving in—there is always tomorrow as described in the song—ashita mo aru sa—the vision of another day—Start From The Beginning Again.
In the blink of an eye, the renewed bio-chemical system can now fly, collective gratitude abounds for this soul cleansing protocol profound, brought to you by the wise Dr. Sten.
One more fascinating magic ally in the quest for the heart to sign and the soul to fly is also courtesy of the sagacious Dr. Ekberg—most important to know, thus to be aligned the regeneration of the cellular—the miracle of Autophagy the ultimate regenerative friend.
Autophagy is the personal cell recycling program—just like a tired out cellular telephone eventually it starts to slow down too many old files cluttering up the memory—leading to ageing, physical breakdown, and eventual senility.
Clean up the unnecessary files and update the software so it can run smoothly once again—72 hours of abstinence—three ephemeral days is where Autophagy is put into play.
As cells live and work, they accumulate waste material like old or damaged proteins and organelles, which are the vital organs inside each cell.
In the Autophagy process waste material is packed up to be destroyed—break it down and recycle it making new cell parts with a renewal of stelar energy is where the new beginning starts is definitely the place to be.
Not unlike the iconic movie escape from Alcatraz, breaking out from this manifestation of the Matrix needs meticulous planning—remember, just like Neo & Trinity, agents Smith & Suzuki are always surveilling you.
Also remember that within ΩNE is an autonomous humanoid working in tandem with the personal Muse—but only if recognised and then turned loose being mandatory to escape the Matrix of Another’s simulated game.
So, what exactly is the Matrix?
The Matrix is a fabricated reality to which everyone pays lip service—already an ingrained notion residing inside Japanese DNA—manifested in the Land Of The Rising Son as—tatemae protocol.
Understanding the magnificent notion of tatemae allows ΩNE to recognize the exact location within the Matrix, clarifying the exit portal from your constructed life-station encompassing a very personal earthly illusionary illustration.
Hint٩(♡ε♡ )۶Mint
If you are Japanese, or aspire to integrate Japanese societal protocol into your core being, but do not understand the fundamental protocol of tatemae, you will be labeled as KY—kūki yomenai.
The kūki yomenai class continues to grow among the stupefied, therefore petrified population groaning under the weight of nefarious indoctrination and mindless adherence to dogma.
More often than not wilful ignorance is chosen while outright reject, or worse yet, not even noticing the fundamental protocol of kūki o yomu (read the air) being a requisite step toward enlightenment, therefore to discern the truth lurking behind all constructed reality—tatemae.
Although the Muse is calling to you in a plethora of different ways—inklings of light and what is right and the ennui you feel every day are smothered in a symphonic cacophony blaring from the S.M.A.R.T phone and the television programs indoctrination of the malleable minds—every minute—every hour—infinity passing you by each and every day.
Once actualisation of escape from the Matrix becomes palpable, thus true and real—accept that all humanoids live inside a Matrix, and the pre-programming of your life is not actual reality, but a constructed narrated world, and this factoid is what is truly surreal.
How do most Japanese intrinsically understand tatemae which resides in the air and to accept the constructed reality to pay lip service and adhere?
Over two millennia the citizens of Yamato evolved organically embodying the essence of culture and society which can be considered one of the oldest continuous Matrix in all of earth inside of humanoid’s Hardcore History.
Still, there is one missing piece to this elusive escape key—you see, there is a counterpart to tatemae, and without knowledge of honne, this story would be incomplete—forever without an escape key.
The Japanese are bound to strict social conventions and they know, in order to flow, the mask of tatemae is obligatory laying the Japanese Matrix bare for all to see.
What separates the Japanese is the application of honne—true feeling and intention—innately understanding human nature, and freedom from greater societal constraints, when congregating with their clan and community.Indeed, the Japanese are mandated to conform to the meticulous societal protocols as a matter of patriot duty—the fact remains we are all Japanese.
In essence, the Japanese intuitively understand tatemae and honne can be use as an advantage to live vibrantly and carefree—regards of the drudge inside of the sludge of the Matrix in where you are now in possession of the honne escape key.
映画「アルカトラズからの脱出」に描かれているように、このマトリックスの表現から抜け出すためには綿密な計画が必要です。ネオ&トリニティーのように、エージェントの佐藤&鈴木が常にあなたを監視しています。
また、我々の中には、個人てきな創造の女神と協力して働く自律的なヒューマノイドがいますが、認識されて初めてその束縛を解き放ち、他者のシミュレーションゲームのマトリックスから脱出することが必須となります。
では、マトリックスとは具体的には何でしょうか?
マトリックスは、誰もが口先だけの敬意を払うように作られた現実です。これはすでに日本人のDNAに根付いた考え方であり、日の出る国としての建前の儀礼として現れています。
壮大な建前の概念を理解することで、我々わマトリックス内の正確な位置を認識し、この地上のイラストレーションにおける構築されたライフステーションからの出口ポータルを明確にすることができます。
ヒント ٩(♡ε♡ )۶
もしあなたが日本人であるか、日本の社会的儀礼を自分の核として統合したいと考えているが、建前の基本的なプロトコルを理解していない場合、KYすなわち空気が読めない人として位置付けされるでしょう。
驚きのため石化され、悪意のある教育や無意識の教義への固執の重みにうめき声をあげる人口の中で、空気が読めないクラスは増え続けています。
よくあることですが、完全に拒絶する、またはそれ以上に悪いことに、空気を読むことの基本的な、建前という儀礼すら気づかないで選択することがあります。それは啓発に向けての必要なステップであり、したがって、すべての構築された現実の背後にひそむ真実を識別するためのものです。
あなたには、多くの異なる方法で創造の女神が微笑みかけていますが、光のきらめきや正しいこと、毎日感じる倦怠感は、スマートフォンやテレビ番組の教育から鳴り響く交響的なカコフォニーによって抑えられています。柔軟な心を持つ毎分、毎時、無限が毎日あなたを通り過ぎていきます。
マトリックスからの脱出が実感できるようになると、それは真実であり現実です。すべてのヒューマノイドはマトリックスの中に住んでおり、あなたの人生の事前プログラミングは実際の現実ではなく、構築された物語性の世界であり、この事実は真に超現実です。
多くの日本人は、どのようにして本質的に空気の中に存在する建前を理解し、作られた現実を受け入れて、口先だけの敬意を払い、それに従うのでしょうか?
二千年以上にわたり、大和の民族は有機的に進化し、地球やヒューマノイドのハードコアヒストリーの中で、最も古い連続したマトリックスと考えられる文化や社会の本質を体現してきました。
それでも、この手の届かないエスケープキーには一つ欠けている部分があります。たてまえには対となるものがあり、ほんねの知識もなく、永遠にエスケープキーもなければ、この物語は完全ではないでしょう。
日本人は厳格な社会的慣習に縛られており、流れるためには、たてまえの仮面は必須であり、日本のマトリックスを皆が見るために明らかにします。
日本人を区別するには、本音の適用、真の感情と意図であり、人間の性質を本能的に理解し、大きな社会的制約からの自由を、一族やコミュニティに人が集まるときに感じます。
実際、日本人は愛国心の義務として、細かい社会的プロトコルに従うことが求められています。事実として、私たちは皆、日本人です。
本質的に日本人は、直感的にたてまえとほんねを利点として、生き生きと、無憂無慮に生きることができると理解しています。マトリックスの泥沼の中の労働者の観点から、あなたは現在、ほんねのエスケープキーを所持しています。
Hope springs eternal, or so it has been said—the burning question is: by who, and why was this less than hopeful notion put into motion once upon a time?
Hope sounds good in theory.
Then again, hope springing eternally could be looked upon as the proverbial pig in lipstick—dressed up as a comforting idiom, at one time serving practical purpose, now represents heavy chains that bind the mind to a hopelessly obsolete theory.
Originally this old platitude embodies confidence of expectations, reasonable or not, to come to full fruition—alas, hope alone absent of elbow grease and vision will manifest not—for hope is usually another’s personal universe—those having a clear vision however you do not—you have hope and that is what a vision is not.
Regrettably those relying on the notion of hope for some meaningful motion in life is merely wishing upon a star to sprinkle into the hopeful notion of some elusive magic potion.Here the hopeful continue to hope against all hope, hoping for to fruit abstract notions such as happiness, longevity, prosperity—this is where the of hope protocol allows plenty of leeway for uncertainty, depression, repression, and despair—feeding a plethora of unpleasant outcomes leading to misery.
Really, what could be more hopeless than waiting for a spurious scribes’ edicts to come to fruition—waiting for an eternity, but even all the more so, embodied in humanoid flesh on this mortal earth’s journey—waiting and hoping desperately—for something out of control—this is a date with an unfaithful fair-weather friend—now understanding the meaning of hopelessness for all of eternity and indefinitely on standby until the bitter end.
Universal Truth ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
The notion of a pipe dream has been mixed up with hope.
Hope is an immature notion consisting of inching closer toward a constructed outcome created by another—understanding this brings ΩNE closer to the crux of this critical discussion—inspirational transition into maturation of your sentient being—hope→pipe-dream→personal universe vision.
The Muse now loose pointing out the truth of reality and you have already seen this inside organic lucid dreams.
In contrast to the Occxie notion of hope, the Japanese default is that of worry, and by extension a feeling of hopelessness and helplessness.
This is the common default of the Japanese as they continue to refer to their beloved nation, Yamato Japan as wazuwai no kuni—country of disasters—historically this is the true of this archipelago’s geographical nature.
The importance of visualising the future cannot be understated.
Observe the proletariat class having lost sight of any personal vision, and this can be tracked back to the lengthy period of industrial indoctrination handing out degrees of hope beyond hope throughout impressionable youngsters important formative years.
Hint Mint (^o^)/ Visionary Starter Pack
To spark up the personal universal vision, the is no better place to start than stepping out onto the thousand mile journey, beginning with the very first step.
Live in this world the way it has been constructed, all the while visualising the world ΩNE desires to create, thus live in—leaving an extraordinary different world—the Great Clans of Japan in the infinite continuum of manifesting an original noble vision—a very personal edict as described in the ephemeral dreams brought to you by your intimate sublime Ms. Muse.
希望は永遠に続く、そう思われててきました。
その昔、誰が、何のために、希望に欠ける考えを実行に移したのでしょうか。
理屈の上では希望を持つことはいいことに思えます。
そしてまた、希望が永遠に湧いてくるということは、禹歩舜趨ということわざのにもあるように、一時は実用的な目的を果たしても、その後は絶望的に時代遅れの理論に心を縛り付ける重い鎖のようなものです。
元来、この古い決まり文句は、合理的であろうとなかろうと、完全な結実への期待という自信を体現しているのですが、残念なことに、希望だけで、ビジョンを持たない人には実現しません。
希望という概念にだけ頼って、人生を有意義なものにしようと試みる人は、つかみどころのない魔法の薬のような希望という概念に、星に願いをかけるようなものなのです。
希望に満ちた人々は、あらゆることに反して希望を持ち続け、幸福、長寿、繁栄といった抽象的な観念を実らせることを望みます。希望プロトコルは、不確実性、抑うつ、抑圧、絶望に十分な余裕を与え、多くの不愉快な結果をもたらし、不幸へと導くのです。
偽の律法学者の勅令が実現するのを待つこと以上に、絶望的なことがあるでしょうか。永遠を待つこと以上に、この死すべき地球の旅路でヒューマノイドの肉体に具現化され、制御不能な何かを必死に待ち望むなら尚更でしょう。
普遍の真実 ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
夢は希望と混同されています。
このことを理解することで、この重要な議論の核心に近づくことができます。つまり、希望→パイプドリーム→個人的な宇宙のビジョンという、あなたの知覚の成熟への刺激的な移行です。
創造の女神は今、現実の真実をゆるやかに指し示しており、あなたは明晰夢の中ですでにこのことを見ています。
西洋で言う「希望」という概念とは対照的に、日本人のデフォルトは「心配」であり、ひいては「絶望感」と「無力感」でしょう。
これは、日本人が愛する大和の国を「災害の国」と呼び続けるように、日本人の一般的なデフォルトなのです。
未来を可視化することの重要性は、いくら強調してもしすぎることはありません。
プロレタリアート階級が個人的なビジョンを見失っているのを観察してみよましょう。多感な若者の重要な形成期を通じて、今までの希望の概念を超えた程の、希望を与え続けた産業教化の長い期間に遡ることができます。
架空のお試しセット (^o^)/
個人の普遍的なビジョンに火をつけるには、千里の道も一歩から。
この世界を構築されたままに生きながら、自身が創りたいと望む世界を思い描き、こうして生きることで、特別に異なる世界、日本の偉大な一族を残すのです。独特で崇高なビジョンを顕在化させる無限の連続体、あなたの親密で崇高なミス・創造の女神が、儚い夢に描かれた、極めて個人的な勅令を実現するのです。
幸福という、とらえどころのない人生の地位のような、無形の抽象的概念を追求するにはどうしたらいいでしょう。
控えめに言っても非常に曖昧な勧告で、先立たれた啓蒙と、理性の祖父によってもたらされたものですが、ここでジョン・ロック氏を紹介しましょう。
この西洋の哲学者の著書は、フランス革命とアメリカ革命を刺激し、社会から寄生的な毒ガス雲クラスを排除し、地球として知られる新興世界の転換という単なる一例としてみなされました。
無限の範囲全体の中で、最も深遠な布告を宣言しながら、ジョン・ロック氏は、主権者個人としての、反駁できず、取り消し不能で、決して変更されず、一度認識されなかったら不可侵である、譲渡できない権利を指摘しているだけです。
幸福の追求は、論文「人間理解に関するエッセイ」で初めて説明されました。
トーマス・ジェファーソンはその後、この崇高な概念を、人類史上2番目に重要な文書である独立宣言に反映された、プロレタリアートの不可侵の権利、生命、自由、幸福の追求を記述する、最も重要な条項に組み込み、ボリュームを増やしました。
この極めて重要な文書は、人類史上最も重要な憲法に付随するものであり、7世紀の日本、聖徳太子によって制定された日本社会の忘れがたい反映です。
この文書は、聖徳太子とその崇高な説明の憲法的な到達点を表しており、大和民族の普遍的な原則の根底にあり、ひいては、母なる地球のどこにあろうと、文明化された前進する社会のあらゆる側面を記述しています。
幸福の追求とは、単に快楽や財産、自己の利益だけを意味するものではありません。
何よりも、幸福の追求は、主権者である人間としての人生につながる決断を後押しし、自己実現の航海に必要な実質的な知的・道徳的不屈の精神を受け入れ、各個人に固有の啓示に深く共鳴する気づきを与えなければなりません。
自律的な精神が損なわれるように、西洋の幸福の概念は、内的崇高さの内側以外なら、どこにでも求めるように教え込まれてきました。
直感に反して、これは希薄な空気であり、実際には幸福は、普遍的な真理の無限の振動として進化し、深く親密な個人的な現れであり、幸福の追求の外側で、内部の生得的な精神の潜在意識の隅々にあります。
ヒューマノイドの物質的な欲望は深く、単数形と複数形に最も重要な意義が置かれていることを目の当たりにします。
概念的には、複数形名詞の概念は、すべての不幸の根源です。
複数形は、すべての会計の基礎として設計され、「あなた」を含む地球上のあらゆる分子を分割し、束にして最高入札者に売るために作られました。
しかし、もしあなたの不毛な魂に、少しでも疑念が残っているのなら、先見の明のあるスティーブ・カッツ氏によってもたらされたこの特別な幸福の探求をご覧ください。
しばしば日本人は、近視眼的なオッチョコチョイの色眼鏡で見ると、サムライ的な厳しさを持ち、感情をほとんど表に出さず、とても幸せそうには見えないユニークな種として見られることが多いでしょう。
日本社会は、何千年もかけて構築された古代の階層システムに基づいており、日本社会の慣習の中では、幸福の追求は日本人の心には全く意味をなしません。幸福と呼ばれる感情やその追求は、日本語を母国語とするすべての人々や、同じような概念を信奉する人々にとっては、概念的に異質なものなのです。
日本人は、コミュニティ活動に参加し、排他的なサークルに参加することで、幸福と呼ばれる感情に、間違いなく関係する個人的な充足感を見出します。
日本人が意味と充実感を見いだすのは、まさに幸福の本質であり、ヒューマノイドのいう時間という抽象的な概念で測られる人生の過ごし方に反映されるような、満足のいく旅をすることの意味なのです。
How does ΩNE go about pursuing an intangible abstract notion—such as the elusive station in life known as—happiness.
A highly ambiguous recommendation to say the least, brought to you by the long-since-departed grandaddy of enlightenment and reason—ΩNE Mr. John Locke.
This Occxie philosopher’s writings stoked the French and American revolutions—ridding society of the parasitical bad gas cloud class—to be looked upon as one mere instance in the turning of this emerging world—known as Mother Earth.
Declaring the profoundest edict in the entire spectrum of infinity, Mr John Locke merely points out inalienable rights as sovereign individuals—irrefutable and irrevocable—never to be changed, nor once recognised unseen.
The pursuit of happiness was first described in the dissertation: An Essay Concerning Human Understanding.
Thomas Jefferson then amped up the volume, incorporating this noble notion into the most seminal clause describing the inalienable rights of the proletariat—life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness—reflected in the second most important document in human history—Declaration of Independence.
This extraordinarily important document plays a paramount role in modern society—consider it ancillary to the most important document ever written in the history of humanity—the Constitution—an indelible reflection of Japanese society enshrined by Shotoku Taishi —7th century Japan.
Even more so prescient today, this document represents the constitutional reach of Shotoku Taishi and his sublime explanation—underpinning the universal principles of the Yamato Nation, and by extension describes all facets of any civilised advancing society, wherever upon Mother Earth they may be—Civilization 3.0 yōkoso.
The pursuit of happiness does not solely equate with pleasure, property, or self-interest.
Foremost, the pursuit of happiness must emboldens decisions that lead to life as a sovereign human being—embracing the substantial intellectual and moral fortitude necessary on the voyage of self-actualization—deeply resonating realisations upon revelations unique to each individual as ΩNE now sees.
To the detriment of the autonomous mind, the Occxie notion of happiness has been mal-matriculated, thus taught to be sought anywhere and everywhere beside inside the internal sublime being.
Counterintuitively, this is rare air where in actuality happiness evolves as an infinite vibration of Universal Truth—profoundly intimate personal manifestations—within subconscious nooks and crannies of the intuitive spirit and mind thriving inside—outside the pursuit of happiness.
Material desires of the humanoids run deep—witness the paramount significance placed on singular and plurals, which are conceptually embedded into the lingua franca—also known as the Anglo-phonic-sphere.
Conceptually, the notion of plural nouns is the fetid root of all unhappiness.
Plurals have been engineered as the basis for all accounting—created to divi up every last earthly molecule—including you know who—bundled up and then sold to the highest bidder.
Indeed the branded Occxie notion of happiness may seem attractive—still, if there is a modicum of doubt left in your barren soul, check out this special quest for happiness—brought to you by the visionary Mr. Steve Cutts.
Often, the Japanese are considered to be samuraishly-stoic, showing little emotion and often looked upon as a unique species that does not seem to be very happy at all—when viewed from the tinted lenses of myopic Occxie eyes.
Japanese society is based upon an ancient hierarchal system built over millennia—within the convention of Japanese societal protocol, the pursuit of happiness makes no practical sense to the Japanese mind at all—the emotion called happiness and the pursuit thereof, is conceptually alien to all monolingual native Japanese speakers, and to those adhering to the civilised notion of the same kind.
Emphatically, the Japanese find personal fulfilment, which is undoubtably related to the emotion known as happiness, by attending community activities and participating in the clique of exclusive circles.
This is where the Japanese find meaning and fulfilment—indeed the essence of happiness, and what it mean to have a satisfactory journey as reflected in a life lived with intent and purpose—as measured in an abstract notion that humanoids refer to as space and time.
Nothing represents misunderstanding, miscommunication, and ignorance more saliently than cluelessness regarding the significance of Japanese sociological protocol, and the weight such etiquette carries upon the spirit of the Yamato soul.
The conceptual chasms between Japanese and all other languages can be attributed to the isolated nature of Japan, accompanying by the enlightened period of peacefulness under mandated harmony, where they nurtured their nation’s foundation, doing so prodigiously.
The unspoken rules of our society are deeply woven into the Japanese Language Spirit—underpinning foundational cultural norms—dōitashimashite—knowledge of this has now left you forewarned.
The Japanese are suspicious of excessive friendliness—those who desire to quickly move to first name—not an acceptable cultural norm, nor a protocol to be adhered to whether visiting or living in Japan.
Edification for those going ΩNE Way:
It’s imperative to hear this cautionary tale crystal clear—avoid like the plague or risk becoming the dregs—internalize the meaning of yobi sute—呼び捨て
What exactly is yobi sute ΩNE might say.
Not applying a suffix or choosing an improper appendage to the counterpart's name—whether the first or last one—this is the part that does not matter—as long as you do not disrespect their name.
Failing to adhere is kind of like a grave smear—would you not have to say, there is no worse way to establish a respectful relationship?
All Japanese have a designated space in the strictly structured hierarchical system of Japan—you must recognize, thus classify by appropriate titles, which everyone uses in Japan.
Communication becomes much more dicey as non-native speaker advance into esoteric nooks and crannies of the social intercourse etiquette—conceptually singular, having been evidenced as reflected in the Way of Japan.
A most curious complex notion residing inside the Japanese language legacy—an ability say so very much, using a little strategic vocabulary—invoking the notion to read the air, pregnant with the actual intended meaning.
In this highly stylized society a subtle danger lies, as clear intention can be taken out of context with the listener misconstruing the original meaning.
In light of the truth of these noteworthy facts, also reside the subtle, delicate nature of the language of the Japanese—by default aesthetically pleasing.
Regardless of the nature of Japanese ambiguity, it is through this veil of mud ΩNE can now clearly see, these communication protocols smooth the way throughout our society progressing and pressing the advancement of civilization 3.0, extending out into all of humanity.
日本の社会学的儀礼の意味や、その儀礼が大和魂に与える重さについて無知であることほど、誤解、コミュニケーション不足、無知を顕著に表しているものはないでしょう。
日本語と、その他の言語との間にある概念の溝は、日本の地理的な孤立性に起因するものであり、また、調和を義務づけられた平和の啓蒙時代によってもたらされたものでもあります。
私たちの社会の暗黙のルールは、日本語の精神に深く織り込まれ、基礎的な文化規範を支えています。
日本人は、過剰な親しみやすさや、すぐに苗字ではなく名前で呼んでくる人を怪しみますが、これは文化的規範として受け入れられるものではないし、日本を訪れるにせよ、日本に住むにせよ、守るべき儀礼でもありません。
旅人の諸君への啓示:
呼び捨て
この注意をしっかり守って、疫病神として避けるか、屑になる危険を冒すことが肝要です。
さて、「呼び捨て 」とは一体何でしょう。
相手の名前に接尾辞をつけたり、不適切な付属語を選んだりしないことです。
それを守らないことは、墓穴を掘るようなもので、尊敬関係を築くには、これ以上悪い方法はないと言わざるを得ないのではないでしょうか。
すべての日本人は、日本の厳格に構造化された階層システムの中で、指定されたスペースを守っており、あなたはそれを認識し、適切な肩書きによって分類しなければならなりません。
非ネイティブ・スピーカーが、社交儀礼の難解な隅々まで入り込むと、コミュニケーションはより厄介なものになります。
日本語の遺産の中に存在する、非常に不思議な複雑な概念、わずかな戦略的語彙を使って、非常に多くのことを言う能力、空気を読むという概念を呼び起こし、実際に意図された意味を孕んでいます。
この高度に様式化された社会には、微妙な危険が潜んでいます。明確な意図が文脈から取り去られ、聞き手が本来の意味を誤解してしまう可能性があるからです。
これらの注目すべき事実の真実に照らし合わせると、日本人の言葉の、微妙でデリケートな性質もまた存在します。
これらの注目すべき事実の真実に照らし合わせると、日本人の言葉の、微妙でデリケートな性質も、また存在することが分かります。
宇宙の神秘、超自然的なもの、そして、もしくは敬愛する母なる自然とその妹の芸術の女神のやり方によるものでない限り、内的なビジョンがなければ、物質汚泥の中には何も現れてくることはないでしょう。
産業マインドコントロール複合体の、礼儀正しい定期的なプログラムには、この物質世界に何かを顕在化させるための、スキルや視覚化の概念は含まれていません。
注意すべきこと: パーソナル・ユニバースのプロトコルは諸刃の剣であるということ。
むかしむかし、ドレゴリー・グラットンという名で知られる、西洋出身の野蛮なヨダレ垂らしの原始人がいました。本嫌いな彼はかつて、汚らわしい腐った唇から「自分は本をもう十分読んだ」と語り、絶望的に愚かな典型的な人物のようでした。しかし、この憎むべき邪悪な獣ですら、パーソナル・ユニバースを発見することができたのです。
このような悪の手先がパーソナル・ユニバースを発見したことで、このような強力な現象にアクセスし、邪悪な目的や、見苦しい目的、不正な利益を得るために、利用することができるようになってしまいました。
パーソナル・ユニバースの存在に気づくことは、最も重要であり、パーソナル・エージェンシーに火をつけるための重要な第一歩です
パーソナル・ユニバースをマスターすることは、運命という概念に付随する自己決定的な目標につながります。パーソナル・ユニバースを顕在化させることは、宇宙科学ほど難しいことではありません。
プログラムされたプロレタリアートの世界での明確な優位性、SNS世代の反映を見てください。一生に一度のチャンスがもっともっとあるでしょう。西洋人にとって分かりやすく言えば、まさに週に一度、家のすぐ近くにアイスクリーム販売のワゴン車がやってくるような頻度でしょう。
パーソナル・ユニバースの生来のDNAの特質は、あなたの内なる存在の核心にあります。無限の始まりから、自分の核となる存在の本質に生きるよう、あなたを叱咤し、導き、促してきた芸術の女神の歴史の明光がここにあります。
この無限の大地への扉は密閉されており、あなたの前頭葉の扉から入ることができます。
普遍的な現実に気づかなければ、教えられたと思われる授業も、霧に包まれた色あせた夢にすぎません。
西洋産業教育複合体の洗脳の間、感覚の最も素晴らしい贈り物の一つは、雑音を調整し、素晴らしい明晰夢に従事する自由な能力でした。
夢を見る人は、集中力や注意力が欠如していると意見もあれば、この特別なクラスの空想家は注意欠陥障害(一般的にADDと呼ばれる)に苦しんでいるだけだと言う人もいます。
あなたの個人的な宇宙を探求するとき、無限の可能性があります。ここであなたは無限の起源を見ることになり、人生の意味を発見することになのです。
自分が見いだすのは、あなただけの芸術の女神が、そこで何が可能かを囁き、あなたの耳の毛深い耳腔の厚い蝋を通して歌い、無限の生命の甘い蜜であなたの聖杯を満たすよう促している心の目なのです。
Nothing manifests into Material Sludge absent of any internal-vision, unless ascribed to mysteries of the universe, the supernatural, and/or, the ways of beloved Mother Nurture and her sister Ms. Muse.
Regularly scheduled programming courteous of the industrial mind-control complex, does not include skillsets or any notion of visualization to manifest something into this material world—assembling atoms and molecules creations visceral and real.
A cautionary tale: Personal Universe protocol is a double edged sword.
Once upon a time, there was a savage drooling caveman from Occxie-land, known only as Dreggory Glutton—who once recounted from his filthy fetid lips—“I have read enough books”—the epitome of abject stupidity—this detestable lapdog of wickedness also happened to make the Personal Universe discovery.
Detection of the Personal Universe by such malfeasant minions of evil, also allows access to this powerful phenomena to use for nefarious purposes, unseemly ends and ill gotten gains.Realizing the existence of the Personal Universe is of paramount importance, and the critical first step to ignite Personal Agency.
Mastering the Personal Universe leads to a self-determined objective accompanying the notion of destiny—manifesting the Personal Universe is not rocket science—simply stated—it is the conviction to be and let be.
A distinct advantage in the world of programmed proletariat—a reflection of the SNS generation, have a look and see—there are more opportunities of a lifetime—precisely like the ice-cream truck that comes around every week.
The innate DNA trait of the Personal Universe lies at the core of your inner-being—this is where you will find the illumination of Ms. Muse, who from the Beginning of Infinity has been chiding, guiding, urging you to live in the essence of ΩNE’s core being—there is where a level playing field embraces all—the true meaning of being free.
The door to this Infinity Field is hermetically sealed, the way in is through your frontal-lobe door—having now been identified as the unique idiosyncratic port of entry—never from those originating externally.
With crystal clear clarity, ΩNE must acknowledge the darkness residing innately inside thee—without realization of this universal reality, lessons thought to have been taught will reflect feckless foggy faded dreams.
During indoctrination at the Occxie Industrial Education Complex, one of the most wonderful gift of sentience was the unfettered ability to tune out noise and engage with splendid lucid dreams.
Some would say dreamers lack focus or attention, some even go so far as to say—this Extraordinary Class of visionaries are merely suffering from ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder).
Nothing could be further from absolute truth—now lying before thee, endless are the possibilities when exploring your Personal Universe—it is here where you come to see the Origins of Infinity, leading to the discovery of life’s meaning.
It is in the minds eye—where ΩNE will find—your very own personal Ms. Muse—whispering notions of what is possible out there—singing through the thick wax of the hairy aural cavity of your ears—fill your chalice with sweet nectar of infinite life, the time is now for Personal Agency.
The stage in life, it comes a time, to say sayonara to Old Friends—for we all must die—some sooner, some later—the sublime cycle of life the great equaliser—for inevitably, all journeys come to an end.
Universal ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Truth
The end is always a beginning without an end.
This classic friend is as old as Earthly memories go—Mr. Mike was the elder brother of my very first friend, thus he was also considered to be a friend.
Memories can still clearly recall riding in their Datsun 510—three Japanese kids in the back—this Incidental Occxie riding shotgun—that’s a fact.
Mr. Mike's skiing skills were on par with the family—he with his sister—I with his brother—Eugene and Naomi on a intimate ski date without kids, and this is probably why they brought me.
One day a tired ski boot gave out—Mr. Mike kindly enough called it a day—he lent me his boots as he didn’t mind relaxing to spent the rest of the day in the original Silver Star chalet.
Mr. Mike was special as he was referred to as mentally retarded—the vocabulary used way back then.
Not really an issue as far as the eyes can see, he was simply a little slower on the uptake, and he lived life as a valuable citizen in our vibrant, inclusive, rural community.
The wonder of being raised in such a diverse locality all members were included regardless of capacity, point of origin, or any class in our thriving Classless Society.
Mr. Mike was included as a valuable member of our small rural community and he was loved and respected for his diligence at Askew’s Supermarket where he was employed until his date with destiny.
The story of Mr. Mike inspires and shines as an example of how true communities are meant to be—treating their own with respect and human dignity—thankful to have grown up in this exemplary community.
Mr. Mike’s chemical matrix expired the other day—now emancipated from this Material Sludge forever and ever—again he is on his way.
It’s now time for Mr. Mike to make his way back to Japan—his ancestral homeland—returning to his roots as an honoured ancestor of our thriving clan.
Welcome home Mr. Mike we are united once again, and it is here in the Land Of The Rising Son where we honour and cherish our noble Old Friend.
Michael Kevin Ogino July 19, 1961 ~ September 1, 2023 昭和36年7月19日 ~ 令和5年9月1日
人生には、誰にでも旧友に別れを告げる時がくるでしょう。早く亡くなる人もいれば、遅い人もいます。偉大なる人生のサイクルは平等なのです。
普遍 ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 真実
何かの終わりは常に新しい始まりです。
ミスター・マイクは私の最初の友人の兄であり、そしてミスター・マイク自身も私の友人でした。
日本人一家は私を連れて、ダットサン510で、スキー旅行に行きました。後ろに3人の子供達を乗せ、私は夫婦の運転席と助手席の間に割り込んで乗せてもらったのを、今でもはっきりと覚えています。
ミスター・マイクのスキーの技術はそう悪くない腕前でした。彼は妹と、私は彼の弟とペアになれたので、両親のユージンとナオミは子供抜きで親密なスキー・デートをすることができました。私を連れてきたのは、子供達がそれぞれペアなれるためでもあったのでしょう。
旅行中の終盤に、私のくたびれた古いスキーブーツがダメになってしまいました。するとミスター・マイクは親切にも、その日のスキーは諦め、自分のブーツを私に貸してくれたのでした。そして本人は、リラックスしてもいいからと、昔ながらのコテージで残りの一日を過ごすことにしてくれました。
ミスター・マイクは特別な存在で、当時、知的障害者と呼ばれていました。
彼は単に少し頭の回転が遅かっただけで、側から見た感じは障害を持っているようには見えませんでした。そして、私たちの活気に満ちた、包括的な、田舎のコミュニティーの貴重な市民として生活していました。
このような多様性のある土地で育ったことの素晴らしさ、私たちの無階級で繁栄する社会では、能力、出身地、階級に関係なく、すべてのメンバーが含まれていました。
勤勉なミスター・マイクは、運命の日が来るまで、私たちの小さな田舎町のコミュニティの貴重な一員として、勤めていたアスキューズ・スーパーマーケットで愛され、尊敬されていました。
ミスター・マイクの物語は、真のコミュニティがいかにあるべきかを示す模範として感動を与え、輝きを放っています。
ミスター・マイクの化学マトリックスは先日期限切れとなり、この物質汚泥から永遠に解放されました。
ミスター・マイクが祖国である日本に帰る時が来ました。
ミスター・マイク、お帰りなさい。我々は再び団結し、ここライジング・サンの地で、気高い旧友を称え、大切にすることでしょう。
Michael Kevin Ogino July 19, 1961 ~ September 1, 2023 昭和36年7月19日 ~ 令和5年9月1日
ある朝目覚めて、突然異端児になろうと決心する人は滅多にいないでしょう (°_°)*
大多数のヒューマノイドたちは、生来の概念を拒絶するようにプログラムされているのです。彼らは茫然自失となり、そして二枚舌となり、不安定な道をふらふらと歩き、ありふれた霊長類として露呈しています。
何十年もの間、"日出ずる国 “の中で創造され、アニメーション化されてきた外国人たちは、太陽の下、あらゆるところからやってきました。
一般的に言えば、このありふれた無産階級たちは、日本に住んでいるという理由で、無作為に受信トレイに振り分けられるスパムメールのようなものです。
知識の探求のための物質を探し、特定の専門家を探していたその時、異端児君が偶然にも幸運に、間一髪のところで現れたのです。
異端児君とは ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
ありきたりのパフォーマー、使い古された血に飢えたプロットに従ったキッチュな映画、ガッツと栄光の放送、無償の暴力、脱感作儀礼など、それはそれは、たくさんあるのです。
昔々、西洋の国のどこかで、子供が無邪気さを奪われました。悲劇的な状況、誤った意思決定が招いた当然の結果、どの世界のどの子供にとっても、とんでもなく不安定な立場でしょう。
不倶戴天の仇敵 この忌まわしい奈落の底から、異端児君の種が蒔かれたのです。
気の置けない友人たちがパーティーで狂喜乱舞し、パパやママから小銭を巻き上げている間、異端児君は24時間働き詰めでした。
この呪われたスタートとは裏腹に、彼には幸運な特徴が備わっています。驚くほどハンサムで、優しく、たくましいだけでなく、とてもとても賢いのです。
あるのんびりした夏の日、大学を卒業した彼は、顔の見えない企業の採用担当者に、その名前を呼ばれました。
苦労して身につけた交渉術を、たくさんの通貨という感謝状とともに実践的に使うことができるのです。インフレ調整後、フルシーズンで25万ドル、今日では32万ドルという金額でした。
異端児君の希有な無限の空気の中にある何かが、ラットレースによって引き起こされたのです。この時、彼の芸術の女神は解き放たれ、彼の観念はより崇高なものとなり、成功することの意味を先天的に悟り、太陽が一直線に並びました。
絶望の淵から、スカイツリーの上空での生活を達成し、最高の希少な空気にまで昇りつめたのに、なぜこんなにも懸命に戦った戦を放棄するのでしょう。「これを置き去りにして」と、ゆるやかな女神は、最初で最後ではない心のふれあいの場で、彼の胚を聖別しました。
女神のバイブレーションが彼のジュースを煽り、瞬く間に彼は自分の人生プランに別れを告げました。
確かに、プラネット・ジャパンの中で人生を切り開くことは、二重の意味で大変なことです。それでも異端児君が毎日現れるのは、不屈の精神とビジョン、そして一族の発展への約束の証なのです。
No one wakes up one morning and suddenly decides to go Maverick (°_°)*
The majority of humanoids have been programmed to reject the innate notion of becoming ΩNE—stupefied and dupefied, teeter-tottering along their precarious way—exposed as trite commonplace primates—material aplenty yet spirit empty—soulless and void, can this be more clear, the grinding of gears, is really all there is left to say.
Over decades of being created and animated inside the Land Of The Rising Son, the full spectrum of gaijin has been encountered from all points under the Sun.
Generally speaking, these mundane proletariat are somewhat akin to spam—randomly having dropped into the inbox, by virtue of living in Japan.
Searching the ether on a knowledge quest, seeking a specific expert of kind—when then and there—Maverick appeared—serendipitously—in the nick of time.
What a Maverick is—what it is not ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Laid bare to see is a banal representation of a trite commonplace performer, kitschy movies following well-worn, bloodthirsty plots—broadcasting guts and glory—gratuitous violence—desensitisation protocol (this is why there’s lots)—this is definitively what a Maverick is not.
Once upon a time, an innocent child, his innocence ripped away—somewhere down under in Occxie-land—tragic circumstances the natural consequences of an errant decision tree—a preposterous precarious position for any child of any world to be—never forget—this is an unpardonable capital crime—fu gu tai ten no kyū teki—不倶戴天の仇敵
Starting from the depths of this abhorrent abyss, the seeds of Maverick were sown—resilience of this adolescent boy under the stress of duress, understood he must go it alone.
While his fair-weather friends were raving lunatics at parties, leeching off mommy & daddy’s nickels & dimes, Maverick was working around the clock, the notion of life as sublime—resilience coming out of his ying-yang—as he was also matriculating full time.
Regardless of this cursed start, he is endowed with fortuitous features—not only is he remarkably handsome, gentle and brawny—he is also very phacken smart.
The Maverick part really kicked in graduating from Uni one lazy summer day, a faceless corporate recruiter emerging from the notion of commerce, calling on him specifically by name.
What’s not to love about the practical application of laborious attained negotiating skills, along with lots of certificates of gratitude (currency)—two-hundred and fifty thousand for a full season—adjusted for inflation, today, around three-twenty—who is counting anyway—a nickel here and a dime there—really it’s just funny money, now you can ßsee.
Something inside Maverick’s rare air (infinity zone) was triggered by the rat race—this is when, his Muse got loose, his notions becoming sublime—the congenital realization of the meaning of successfulness, and to the Sun becoming aligned.
Why would anyone abandon such a hard fought battle out of the depth of despair, all the way up to the highest rare air, having achieved life above the Sky-Tree—"leave this behind" the loose Muse opined, as she consecrated his embryo at their first but not last heart-to-heart.
The vibration of his Muse stoked his juice, in the blink of an eye, he said goodbye to his life plan—destination, indeed destiny is to be, a Son rising in this land known as Japan.
Surely, life’s lesson are doubly intense grinding it out in Planet Japan—still everyday Mr. Maverick shows up—testament to his fortitude, vision, and commitment to advancement of Clan.
友とは。
何よりもまず、友情の意味と具体的な役割は文化によって大きく異なります。
私の最初の友人は、通りの真向かいに住んでいました。その友人である日本人の二世一家とは、私の家族と一緒にアルペンスキーに行くほどの仲でした。
やがてその友人一家は、どこかへ引っ越してしまいました。しかし当時の私は、幼かったにも関わらず、今でもその頃の思い出は、楽しい記憶として残っています。彼の一族に対する私の永遠の友情を固め、真の男とは、どういうものかを示す、この模範的な例を懐かしく思い出すのです。
友情という概念と、それが意味するものは、日本の学校制度、密接な結びつきのある共同体の創造と維持、人間関係を固め、人生の意味を受け入れるための社会的役割とが、明らかに異なります。
日本の階層構造の現実は、六歳頃から本格的に始まります。
日本語の「友達」は、社会学的なフレームを確立する硬直した社会階層構造の現実の始まりから、日本人であることのユニークな識別に至るまで、多くの社会的構成要素を包含しています。
日本の三大階層儀礼
先輩 上級生
同輩 同級生(最初の友達はここから生まれます)
後輩 下級生
もちろん、仲間はずれにされたりという恐ろしい儀式や、「村八分」として知られる、非常に好ましくない扱いを受けたりすることなど、このような社会的束縛から逃れることはできません。
日本語では、友人とは西洋に住む人々が理解するような意味での友人ではなく、人脈を広げるためのものであり、おそらくはある時点で、人生のマスタープランのある種の協力者として役に立つでしょう。
深くて有意義な友情は、もちろんすべての社会に必要なものですが、インターネットの出現によって、友人という言葉はもはや本来の意味を伝えなくなり、今ではとっくに旬を過ぎた、軽薄で不条理なものにさえ思えます。
ある人は知的な刺激を求めて、またある人は境遇から、ある人は自己利益と利便性の問題から、人々はさまざまな理由で友人になります。
生きとし生けるものすべてがそうであるように、友人関係も色あせ、そして死んでいくのです。
最後に残る、意味のある古い関係とは、常に共通の趣味や概念を持ち、互いに火花を散らし、悟りを開いたような輝きを放つものであって、決めつけや正義のような堅苦しい思考の停滞ではありません。
日本語には、倦怠期という意味を体現した、使い古された人間関係の残念とも言える表現があります。
腐れ縁
ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ
1:切っても切れない関係 2:不愉快な関係
この面白い言葉は、冗談や、ある意味での自虐で使われることが多く、受け取る側は良いとも悪いとも受け取れますが、日本流の多くの事柄と同様に、参加者の本音を遠回しに伝えています。
友情、親睦、地域社会の重要性は、今日ほど切迫したものはありません。
志を同じくするコミュニティーに参加し、自分なりのやり方で新しい世界を築き上げ、一族と、それを取り巻く社会を強固にし、発展させるために、生まれながらにして持っている概念を伝え、この新世界時代のハードコア史の夜明けに、本物の男や女と共に子供たちの未来を築き上げましょう。
What is a friend?
First and foremost, the meaning of friendship and specific roles differ significantly between cultures.
In the beginning, friends usually show up by default—immediate neighbours, in this case, the first friend lived directly across the street—this friendship also included accompanying the 2nd generation Japanese family, hitting the slopes to do a little Alpine skiing.
Eventually they moved away, the fond memories of this early friend still linger today, solidifying my eternal friendliness towards his Clan, fondly recalling this exemplary example of what it means to be a real man.
The notion of friendship and what it entails is clearly differs from that of the Japanese—school system, creation, and maintenance of closely-knit community, and the social roles to solidifying human relations and embrace life’s meaning.
The reality of Japanese hierarchical class structure starts early in earnest at around six.
In the Japanese language, friend encompasses a plethora of social constructs from the start of the rigid social hierarchy reality establishing the sociological frame, and the unique identifier of being Japanese.
The big three Japanese hierarchical protocol:
senpai ΩNE in higher grade
dōkyūsei ΩNE in same grade (first batch of friends comes from here)
kōhai ΩNE in lower grade
There is no escape from these social constraints, that is of course, unless there is the curious desire, for very undesirable treatment known as mura hachibu—or the dreaded protocol of ostracism.
In Japanese, friends are not friends in the sense of those living in Occxie-land understand, they are to network with, and perhaps at one point, will be useful as collaborators in some kind of life’s master plan.
Deep and meaningful friendships are of course a necessary part of the fabric of all societies, but with the advent of the internet, the word friend no longer conveys its true meaning, seems now to be a flippant even absurd, now long since past its prime.
People become friends for a variety of reasons, some for intellectual stimulation, others upon circumstances, a matter of self interest and convenience.
A major sign of the twilight waning of any relationship, when reduced to mere convenience—as like all living things, all friendships fade away and then die.
Old relationships that are meaningful at the end are always about sharing common interests, contributing sparks toward Each Other one with an enlightened shine—not stagnation of staid thinking of the judgmental and righteous kind.
Japanese have an apt description of a well worn relationship embodying the meaning of ennui—kusare en.
腐れ縁 ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ
1: inseparable relation 2: unsavory relation
This terminology is often used in jest, to be taken by the recipient either way, and like a lot of things the Japanese way, relays the participants true feelings in a very roundabout way.
The importance of friendship, fellowship, and community could not be more urgent than it is today.
Join likeminded communities, build new worlds as you see fit you own way—relaying the innate notions to fortify and edify our Clans and societies—build the future of our children with real men and women at the dawn of Hardcore History in this New World Age.
The notion of an individual’s worth being determined by a class system, or passing judgement based upon the colour of another’s skin, not the content of their character, was thoroughly rubbed out and permanently deleted in accordance with the constitution of Maggie May.
Emancipation comes in many forms(^o^)/
What's not to love about a benign neighbourhood nestled within pristine Alpine mountains, embodying such extraordinary diversity—a global microcosm smack dab in the middle of nowhere.
The immediate neighborhood included diverse clans—Minion (Ireland), Ogino (Japan), Hewko (Ukraine), Wong (Hong Kong), Filiatrault (French)—rural living, population, 5000—an even more extraordinary cosmopolitan event transpired when attending classes with our friends—Singh (Punjab), Mostafa (Egypt), and our indigenous brothers and sisters, ancestors of the Shuswap Band clan of the Secwepemc Nation—this is what is known as a divine starting line.
Were there deeply rooted pre-judgmental hoser-yokels living among the enlightened in this serene town—of course, the yokel class come from the full spectrum of all classes.
From the micro cosmopolitan of rural Occxie-land to the homogenous island chain of Yamato Japan—the world has never looked the same—pondering life with a daily renewed idiosyncratic world view—beaming love, grace and humility from the cusp of civilization 3.0—the renewed, improved, upgraded version of our common humanity.
Understanding the significance of class and the importance of societal harmony based upon this notion has not been lost on this wayward classless boy, who due to innate human nature followed the sun to the most strict hierarchical structure in the history of the outer-verse and inner-verse—both real, surreal, and virtual.
A subtle inflection concerning class structure of the Japanese, summons an inexplicable sense of incongruence, along with a subliminal unease in acknowledging Japanese class structure—yet all Japanese share this common psychological thread—leaving them in a unique position—the class of Being Japanese.
Consider the concept of mindo, which encompasses two fundamental societal standards—the standard of living and cultural standards—making human life sublime, each of equal importance, in a grand scheme of a magnificent design.
In this neck of the woods, the diminishment of mindo over the full spectrum of Japanese classes have eroded in a turbulent decline—haggard, wasted, scared, and frail—the time is now to initiate the renaissance plan.
Keep unpleasant immature Japanese speakers accountable for anti-social behaviour—chide the lost with purposeful reminders of the basics tenants of humanity to which all must align and adhere—plainly observable as the founding principles of Japanese societal protocol—Form Order Process.
When necessary, strategically insinuate a Japanese person has low mindo in order to stigmatize them, especially those with the air of birthrights snobbery with condescending superiority.
Look the perpetrator square in the eye, and say with a smile—mido ga hijō ni hikui desu na—this will be sure to draw their attention—the sting of the truth pointing out all classless nincompoops—exposed naked is common air.
Indeed this a stealth technique to rid your sphere of those who continue to adhere to class hierarchy delusional infection, having now manifestered into a dreadful, class depended socially destructive disease.
Ask your Japanese friends, if they know the mindo story and what it actually means—internalize these concepts with them and live life according to this theme.
Life is a result of choices, both conscious and subconscious , now the choice is clear to be or not to be, embracing fundamental tenants holds the key to become someone real.
階級制度によって個人の価値が決定されるという概念や、人格の中身ではなく肌の色によって判断を下すという概念は、マギー・メイの憲法に従って徹底的に揉み消され、永久に削除されました。
解放にはさまざまな形があります (^o^)/
手つかずのアルプスの山々に囲まれ、人里離れたところにある世界的な小宇宙のような並外れた多様性を体現している穏やかな地域が、好きにならないわけがありません。
私の近所には、ミニオン(アイルランド)、荻野(日本)、ヒューコ(ウクライナ)、ウォン(香港)、フィリアトロー(フランス)といった多様な一族が住んでいました。
私たちの友人であるシン(パンジャーブ州)、モスタファ(エジプト)、そしてセクウェペムク民族のシュスワップ・バンド一族の祖先である先住民族の兄弟姉妹たちとの学校の授業では、とんでもない国際的な出来事が起こりました。これは神聖なスタートとして記憶に残っています。
もちろん、この穏やかな町に住む啓蒙主義者に混じって、深く根を下ろした偏見主義者のホーサーヨーケルがいたとしても、ヨーケル階級はあらゆる階級から集まっています。
西洋の田舎町のミクロなコスモポリタンからヤマト・ジャパンの均質な島々まで、世界は日々新しくなる特異な世界観で人生を考え、文明3.0の尖端から愛と気品と謙虚さを放ちながら、決して同じようには見えません。
階級の意義と、この概念に基づく社会の調和の重要性を理解することは、この道を踏み外した無階級の少年にも失われてはいません。彼は生来の人間性により、現実、超現実、仮想の両方のアウター・ヴァースとインナー・ヴァースの世界の歴史上、最も厳格な階層構造を持つ太陽に従ってきました。
日本人の階級構造に関する微妙な屈折は、日本の階級構造を認めることへのサブリミナルな不安とともに、不可解な不調和感を呼び起こすが、すべての日本人はこの共通の心理的糸を共有しており、日本人であるという階級という特殊な立場に置かれています。
心とは、生活水準と文化水準という2つの基本的な社会規範を包含する概念であり、壮大な設計の中で、それぞれが等しく重要です。
ここでは、日本人のあらゆる階層における「心」の衰退が激しさを増しています。
反社会的な振る舞いをした不愉快で未熟な日本語話者に説明責任を果たさせ、迷える人々には、「形式秩序過程」である日本社会の儀礼の創設の原則を、すべての人が一致させ遵守しなければならない人間性の基本的な信条を、意図的に思い出させて戒めます。
必要であれば、戦略的に日本人の意識が低いとほのめかし、日本人、特に慇懃無礼な優越感を伴う生得的権利を持つ人々に汚名を着せます。
加害者の目をじっと見て、微笑みながら「民度が非常に低いですな」と言うのです。そうすれば、彼らの注意を惹きつけ、真実の刺々しさを指摘することになるでしょう。
実際、これは階級ヒエラルキーの妄想に固執し続ける人々を排除するステルス技術であり、今や恐ろしい、階級に依存した社会破壊的な病気として顕在化しています。
あなたの日本人の友人に、民度の物語を知っているかどうか、そしてそれが実際に何を意味するのかを尋ねてみてください。
人生は、意識的であれ潜在意識的であれ、選択の結果なのです。
Look upon life as a movie, recognizing the importance of breathing in the full spectrum of an idiosyncratic motion-picture presentation.
Consider this a perfect working title—What The Phack I Done With My Life—a friendly reminder to those who have come to the cheerless realization—life is a movie whetherå you like it or not—ΩNE must observe the world as an unambiguous reflection, mirroring the choices accumulated throughout your material life.
Realizing the plot of the movie, and your role in the film would be the first step to understanding the meaning of life, and for those who dare to care, become the star, producer, and director of a very intimate and stylized Truman Show.
Upon entry into earth’s atmosphere, a phenomena known as the pecking order protocol initiates ingrained human genetics—roles as younger and older siblings, or that of an only child assigned.
During the initial stage of cultural indoctrination, the maiden role is usually as a support player, there is the omnipresent mammalian instinct is to be a follower, and not of that of a benevolent leader.
Unfortunately, the initial role assigned by happenstance is never questioned, thus unequivocally accepted—becoming the de facto self-imposed Lot In Life.
Here it is imperative to understand and internalize the misnomer of the age old adage—blood is thicker than water—it is not.
The actual meaning of Clan is that of a syndicated polyphonic partnership pointing in the same direction—these harmonics are the unequivocal hallmark of those who have taking the initiative, trust Form Order Process, and follow the Way of the Sun.
Truly, the option to upgrade ΩNE’s own role in the show has only become available to the populace in recent decades, thanks to the incredible advancement based upon the Age of Reason—what’s not to love about this?
Excuses are equivalent to having consciously embraced ignorance, or admit to inertia and mental sloth—ultimately the final nail in the coffin for all seeking a very personal biography, written in the style of Infinity.
Along with drawing your last breath in the final act comes a stark realization—your life a faded reflection, a faceless extra, and a very useful idiot in someone else’s low budget forgettable B-movie.
Aspiring to star in a massive blockbuster big-budget movie is never necessary—all memorable cinema has consequential supporting players—a powerful cast can only enhance the standing of each actor and amplify the calibre of each player.
The spectrum of possibilities allows a massive amount of creative leeway, arousing your personal account, a most intimate script, starring in your own film, the rights and ownership belonging exclusively to you.
Here in Japan, the movie protocol is already woven into the societal threads of obligation and mutual dependency evolving into Civilization 3.0—the movie in which all Japanese and Others who happen to live here appear.
Fundamentally, Japanese reality is built upon the notion of everyone playing their assigned roles according to strict hierarchical societal protocol.
These peculiar protocols call for adroit skill to implement layers upon layers of the uniquely ubiquitous Japanese mask—ΩNE only has to look to the ancient tradition of the Yamato Nation to know from where the Japanese have come.
Judging the Japanese as a mysterious race is a common misrepresentation of their true nature.
In order to fully understand the Way of the Japanese, it is obligatory to read, write, and speak their language at an advanced level, and there is no escape from this austere reality, try it for yourself, if you don’t believe me.
To the uninitiated, the Japanese appear to be trapped into highly specific societal silos, and on the surface this may seem real, but as all things in Japan, things are simply not this way, and over time in a matter of course, will be fully revealed.
人生を映画としてとらえ、特異な映画の全プレゼンテーションの重要性を認識します。
仮に「私は私の人生で何をしてきたのか」という完璧なまでのタイトルにしておきましょう。
人生は、映画なのです。好むか、好まざるかにかかわらず、この映画により、自分の物質的な人生を通じて蓄積された選択を映し出されます。ですから、明白に見る目を持って、世界を観察しなければなりません。
映画の筋書きと、その中での自分の役割を理解することは、人生の意味を理解するための第一歩です。勇気のある人は、非常に親密で様式化されたトゥルーマンショーのスター、プロデューサー、監督になることもできるのです
地球の大気圏に突入すると、序列儀礼と呼ばれる現象によって、人間の遺伝学が刻み込まれ、弟妹や兄妹、あるいは一人っ子の役割が割り当てられます。
文化的洗脳の初期段階において、乙女の役割は通常サポート役であり、慈悲深いリーダーの本能からではなく、従者になるという哺乳類の本能が遍在しています。
残念なことに、偶然割り当てられた最初の役割に疑問を抱くことはなく、事実上の自己責任として受け入れられてしまいます。
「血は水よりも濃い」という古くからの格言の誤用を理解し、内面化することが肝要でしょう。
一族の本当の意味は、同じ方向を向いている組織化された多声的なパートナーシップのことであり、これらの倍音は、率先して、形・秩序・過程を信頼し、太陽の道に従っている人々の明白な特徴です。
実際、ショーの中で自分自身の役割をアップグレードするという選択肢は、理性の時代に基づく驚くべき進歩のおかげで、ここ数十年の間に初めて一般大衆が利用できるようになりました。
言い訳は、意識的に無知を受け入れたことと同等であり、あるいは惰性と精神的怠惰を認めることであり、最終的には、『無限』のスタイルで書かれた、非常に個人的な伝記を求めるすべての人にとって、棺桶に最後の釘を刺すことになるでしょう。
最後の幕で息を引き取るとともに、自分の人生が色あせた映し鏡であり、顔のないエキストラであり、誰かの低予算で作られた、すぐに忘れ去られるであろうB級映画の中で、とても役には立つが、実はバカであるということを思い知らされます。
すべての記憶に残る映画には、結果的に重要な脇役がいるものであり、強力なキャストは各俳優の地位を高め、各プレイヤーの才能を増幅させるだけでなのです。
可能性のスペクトルは、膨大な創造的自由を可能にし、あなたの個人的なアカウント、最も親密な脚本、あなた自身の映画の主演、権利と所有権はあなただけに帰属します。
ここ日本では、映画のプロトコルはすでに義務や相互依存という社会の糸に織り込まれ、「文明3.0」へと進化しています。
基本的に、日本の現実は、誰もが厳格な階級制度に基づいた社会の儀礼に従って、与えられた役割を果たすという概念の上に成り立っています。
これらの独特な儀礼は、日本独特のマスクを何層にも重ねるための、巧みな技術を必要とします。
日本人を神秘的な民族と決めつけるのは、日本人の本質を見誤っています。
日本人の道を完全に理解するためには、日本人の言葉を高度なレベルで読み、書き、話すことが義務付けられます。この厳しい現実から逃れることはできないのです。
素人目には、日本人は非常に特殊な社会の格納庫に閉じ込められているように見えるし、表面的にはそれが現実のように見えるかもしれませんが、日本のあらゆる物事がそうであるように、物事はそう単純に言い切れるものではないのです。
私の頭の中に浮かんでいる、非常識な考えやクレイジーなアイデアを実現させる秘密の神秘的なスパイスはあるのでしょうか。
現実にはないでしょう。
頭の中で渦巻いている構想は、意志と想像力の強さによって物質汚泥に顕在化させることができます。その秘訣は、内と外をさまよい、無限に広がる無限平原の中で、太陽に従う黄金律を内面化することでしょう。
個人的に望んだ分子が、物質的なヘドロに変化するかどうかは、腹の奥底で燃え上がっている火の大きさと情熱の度合いによって決まるのです。
内的なビジョンをうまく実現できるかどうかは、まず第一に、自分自身の精神に対する洞察力と、物質主義的な現代文明が社会の構築物であることを認識し、私たち全員が作り上げられた無限のゲームに参加しているプレイヤーであることを理解することに直結します。
この壮大な挑戦は、「生まれて、そして死ぬ」という、ひとつの文化的遺伝子で表現することができます。
絶え間ない日々の仕事に追われ、結果的なビジョンが薄れ、時間の手をすり抜けていくことに気をつけましょう。
個人的な苦労と人生レースの中で生き、人生の終わりの仮面は今や剥がれ落ち、下らない日々の最後の瞬間にあなたを慰めるありふれた言葉は、「人生が邪魔になっただけ 」という空虚な言い訳を響かせます。
このような空っぽの器の物質的な表れは、苦しみと苦痛に満ちた人生であり、怠惰、倹約家精神、運命の気まぐれな指に身を任せた無駄な人生によって明らかになったように、主権を放棄しています。
アイデアや願望を物質汚泥に顕現させるには、芸術の女神からの、三つの模範的な贈り物が必要です。
これら三つの忠実な味方は、謎めいた人間の心の中にある抽象的な観念から、円滑な調和的伝達を促し、この歴史的に重要な時代に、振動する観念を物質的な構造へと成形するために、何度も何度も頼りにすることができるのです。
自称言語学者として、視覚化の力、そして言語保持における記憶術の重要性は控えめにはできませんが、この儀礼は、灰白質の生成物を、この物理的な世界にうまく組み合わされた、原子に具現化する際にも最も重要です。
記憶術は、連想、パターン、親しみのある概念を活用することで、情報をより記憶に残りやすく、思い出しやすくします。
明瞭で簡潔なイメージを使って促せば、母なる大地に自分の願望が明らかになります。
実際、思考と意図は最も重要であり、潜在意識は前進を確立し、ビジョンに向かって現実的で一貫したステップを踏むという概念を実現することが、今日、明かされた秘密の本質なのです。
ビジョンを物理的な原子に顕在化させる人間の生来の能力を揺るぎなく信じ続けることが最も重要です。
自信を持ち、無限の力を信じることで、決断を力強く修正することができ、肉体化したいというスピリチュアルな願望が素晴らしい形で現れる可能性が高まります。
感謝の気持ちを表現することは、日本社会の儀礼であり、言語に組み込まれています。
日本語のコミュニケーション・ユニット「漢字」を勉強すれば、抵抗に直面したときの忍耐が容易になります。
控えめに言っても手ごわい挑戦であり、この場合、顕在化のゴールは日本語の読み書きですが、実践的な日々の練習によって、偶然の発見的に、この物質汚泥に多くの素晴らしいものが顕在化してきました。
日本社会で生活することは、礼儀作法を実践的に意識することにつながり、感謝の気持ちを表現することは日本語の不可欠な機能であり、これもまたこの社会をグリース化するのに役立っています。
当然ながら、他者に対して心からの感謝を表し、自尊心をサポートすることで、あらゆるビジョン、願望、夢の実現に役立つ思考を生み出す波動が増幅されるのです。
Is there a secret mystical sauce allowing the manifestation of the insane notions and crazy ideas floating around in ΩNE’s head?
Not in reality.
Visions swilling around in the noggin can be manifested into Material Sludge by the sheer force of will and imagination—the secret is to wander in and out, and throughout the endless plains of Infinity—internalize the Rhodium Rule—Follow The Sun.
Whether personally desired molecules transpire into Material Sludge or not, is singularly dependent upon the magnitude of fire and degree of passion raging deep inside the belly.
Successful manifestation of an internal vision is at first directly related to the insight ΩNE’s has into their own psyche, along with recognizing materialistic modern civilizations as a social construct—understanding we are all players participating in a fabricated Infinite game.
This splendid challenge can be described in one all telling meme—you are born and then you die.
Be wary of an incessant daily grind, diminishing consequential visions, slipping through the hands of time.
A life lived in a personal grind and rat race, the Mask at the end of your life now peeled away—a mundane consolatory statement to comfort you in the final moments of your vapid days, echos the hollow excuse—“life just got in the way.”
The material manifestation of these empty vessels is a life of suffering and pain—having abdicated sovereignty as revealed by their laziness, a thrift-shop mentality and a wasted life, resigned to the fickle finger of fate.
Manifesting ideas and desires into Material Sludge entails three exemplary gifts from the Muse, available to ΩNE and all—spirituality, psychology, and emergent enlightenment of the Infinite kind.
These three loyal allies can be relied upon over and over again facilitating smooth harmonic transference from the abstract notions inside the enigmatic human mind—moulding the vibrating notions into material structures in these historically significant times.
As a self-matriculated linguist, the power of visualization and the importance of mnemonics in language retention can not be understated—this protocol is also paramount in the conjured materialization of grey matter products into atoms assembled successfully into this physical world in kind.
Mnemonics work by leveraging associations, patterns, and familiar concepts making information much more memorable and easier to recall.
Clearly, manifesting abstract notions begins within the subconscious mind—when prompted using clear and concise images, ΩNE's hearts desire will be revealed unto Mother Earth, and remember, she always takes her own sweet time.
Indeed, thoughts and intentions are of paramount important, and the subconscious establishes forward motion, realizing the notion to take practical, consistent steps towards the vision, is the essence the secret now revealed.
It is paramount to maintain an unwavering belief in human beings innate ability to manifest a visions into physical atoms—at this point you may think you have gone crazy—your life has become sureal.
Along with confidence and a belief in the power of the Infinite, can emphatically modify decisions increasing the chances of an awesome manifestation of your spiritual desire to become corpreal.
Expressing gratitude is a matter of Japanese societal protocol, and is embedded in the language.
Studying Japanese communication units facilitates patience when facing the resistance, all the while maintaining a level of detachment—there are no shortcuts or overnight sensations to be found anywhere in this game.
A formidable challenge to say the least, and in this case the manifestation goal was literacy in Japanese—practical daily practice has serendipitously allowed a multitude of wonderful things to manifest into this Material Sludge all along the way.
Living in Japanese society has led to a practical awareness of politeness protocol, and expressing gratitude is an integral function of the Japanese language, which also helps to Grease this society along the way.
Naturally, expressing sincere gratitude toward others as well as supporting self-esteem, amplifies the vibrations creating a mindset conducive to realization of all vision, aspiration, and dreams—as a matter of course, so start manifestation in earnest as there are no longer an excuses for a delay.
自分には発言権もコントロール権もないと思っていませんか。
個人の主権の制御を超えて行うべきことはまったくないため、この種のものは懸念材料として分類できません。
「挑戦的態度」という最近の私のブログをご覧下さい。この儀礼は、個人の成長と変化のための管轄権を説明するものであり、個人的な権限として知られる超能力なのです。
実のところ、不平や不満の発生はすべて、きっと「挑戦的態度」ゾーンから発生しているのでしょう。
意味と目的に満ちた人生を送るために必要な変化を認識しながら、自ら招いた懸念材料について何もしようとしないのは、自己実現するまで何度も何度も現れる挑戦的態度に他なりません。
不作為と意志の欠如による自己妨害は、あなたに懸念材料を引き寄せ続けます。実を言うと、これらの厄介者は、不愉快さの程度に差はあれ、予告なしで、異質な場所で、ある日、ある時、頻繁に現れるでしょう。
個人的な健康の正確な測定は、懸念材料がどれくらいの頻度で、どれくらいの大きさで現れるかであり、適切な対策を講じることは、個人的な懸念に対する認識を深めることを擬人化することになります。
これは、個人的な懸念が減少し、ある晴れやかな日に完全に消滅するまでの時間を測定するためのメーターなのです。
あなたの懸念(個人の夢、欲望、願望)を汚し、妨害するために待機しているスペクトルに注意しなければなりません。あなたは他人のゲームをプレイする目的でコントロールされている駒であり、完全に人生のゲームからあなたを排除することができるのです。
懸念は様々な形で現れ、まさに、やる気もなく、内省もなく、意味もなく、高次の目的意識もなく、瞬間瞬間の存在として生きている人生を確実に反映してます。
また、あなたの懸念を狙う者が定期的に訪れることも考えられます。特にアブは厄介な肉食昆虫で、この種は非常に悪質な方法で、深いカルマのような悪い知らせを伝えることで有名です。
人生は決して計画通りには進まず、衝撃的なことは突然やってくるように見えますが、それは真実ではないことが多いでしょう。「懸念材料」は、実は予測可能な台本であり、日の出のようなものなのです。
欠陥だらけの決断、無頓着な態度、そしてすべての欠陥の中で最も一般的なもの、産業教育コンプレックスの卒業生たちの権利意識、この忌まわしい現象を教え込まれ、コンプレックス・デジーズという曲にもなった、忌まわしい第二の天性となっています。
この世界の性質は、知識、真実、そして文明3.0を前進させるような価値ある概念の邪魔を常にします。
途中でやっかいな懸念材料に遭遇するのは避けられないため、どんな挑戦でも受け入れるということは、単に自分自身の心を変えるだけであり、障害を前に進む道として見るようにすることであることを理解することが不可欠です。
名手ライアン・ホリデーは、古代ギリシャのストア哲学と日本のサムライの哲学を並列させながら、無限の時間の中で遠い過去から同じ結論を導き出した古代の知恵を私たちに伝えています。
この世で成功する方法は、限りある地球上の存在の一瞬一瞬を受け入れ、大切にすることであり、最も重要なことのひとつを理解し、今日から始まる自分自身の人生を前進させ、常に次のことを心に留めておくことなのです:
障害は道である
Concerned about facts in which you have no say or control?
There is absolutely nothing to be done beyond an individuals sovereign control, therefore, anything of this nature cannot be categorised as Fly In Ointment.
Recall the proverbial Chip On Shoulder—this protocol describes an individual's jurisdiction for personal growth and change—a superpower known as Personal Agency.
As a matter of fact, any and all incidence of grouching and grumbling surely originate from the Chip On Shoulder zone, don’t fret, you are not alone.
Recognising changes necessary leading to a life filled with meaning and purpose, then not bothering to do anything about self-inflicted flies in ointment is nothing less than a Chip On Shoulder—surely to show up again and again—until self-realization, then actualisation—taking corrective measures when the flies inevitable fly ΩNE’s way.
Self sabotage by omission and lack of volition will continue to drawn a variety of flies into your personal ointment, and to tell the truth, these nasties will show up often, to varying degrees of unpleasantness, without an appointment, in an alien place, at a random time, on an arbitrary day.
An accurate measurement of personal health is how often, and to what magnitude flies in the ointment appear, and the appropriate countermeasures taken will personify a deepening awareness of personal flies.
This is the meter for measuring the time it takes for personal flies to decrease, then disappear altogether, one fine and glorious day.
One must be wary of the spectrum of flies on stand by to pollute and sabotage YOUR ointment (personal dreams, desires, and aspiration), and depending on the type of fly, can eliminate you from the game of life altogether—a pawn being controlled for the purpose of playing someone else's game.
The fly manifests in many ways—truly a reliable reflection of a life lived in a moment to moment existence—no motivation, reflection, meaning, or indeed a sense of higher purpose—this is what is known as—losing one’s way.
One could also consider regular visitation of flies eyeing your ointment, in particularly the Horsefly, a nasty flesh-eating insect, wherein this species is renowned for bearing bad news of a deeply karmic sort, in a very vicious way.
Life never goes as planned, shocking things seem to come from out of the blue, which is rarely true—Fly In Ointment is actually a predictable scenario, akin to the rising sun, the inevitable compounding, consciously or unconsciously, each individual life reflecting choices of once upon a time—just like it was yesterday.
Defective decisions, lackadaisical attitude, and the most common of all flaws—the entitlement mentality of the Industrial Education Complex graduates—indoctrination of this odious phenomena having become a repugnant second nature—also referred to as Complex Disease.
The nature of this world will always put obstacles in the way of any worthy notions that advances knowledge, truth, and Civilisation 3.0.
It is imperative to understand that embracing any challenge is simply to change ΩNE’s own mind—look upon obstacles as the forward way—it is inevitable that troublesome flies will be encountered along the way.
As the masterful Ryan Holiday has brought us the wisdom of the ancient minds, drawing parallels between the Stoic philosophy of the ancient Greeks and Japanese samurai, which both drew the same conclusion from a distant past in an instance of infinite time.
The way to thrive in the world is to embrace and cherish each moment of finite earthy existence—keeping in mind one of the most important things to understand, and advance your own life starting with today—following the heart and embracing the fact—The Obstacle is the Way.
日本人は世界で有数の感情的な民族と言えるでしょう。
歴史的に見ると、日本人は無表情で、心が冷めていて、ロボットみたいな人間が多いというイメージが強いですね。
しかし、それは真実ではありません。
現代の様な社会においては、外見上の感情や本音は、完全に抑圧されないまでも、抑制されなければなりません。
日本の社会がどのように発展してきたかを見ればわかるように、日本人は、権威下の服従に抵抗することを諦めているのです。
だからこそ今、激動の時代の新しい枠組みの中で、個人の主体性を実現し、発揮することが、日本人にとって最も重要なのです。
日本人は今、東洋の精神に西洋のやり方を融合させ、日本という第三の文明の柱を確立する契機に恵まれています。
日本の文明は、外部からのインプットと、「改善」と呼ばれる漸進的な改善によって築かれたものです。
日本人は、古来から地域社会と、調和のとれた人間関係の重要性を身に付けており、個人のエゴや個人主義という考え方はありません。
西洋の伝統的な教育とは異なり、個人の自律性は基本的に、生まれてからずっと育まれているのです。
その違いを見てみましょう。
アメリカと日本の幼稚園のお絵描きの時間を比べてみましょう。
課題はごく簡単で、「太陽の絵」を描くこと。
するとどういう結果になったでしょう。
アメリカの子ども達は、それぞれ思い思いの手法で、すぐに太陽の絵を描き始めました。
一方、おとぎの国日本では、日本の子どもたちは他の子どもたちと、「きれいな太陽ってどんなだったかしら」とお互いに話し合う事から始まりました。
そして、描き方がまとまった後、各グループごとに太陽を描き始めます。
個人の主体性を認識することは、これまでで最も重要な気づきであり、発見や悟りの基礎となるものであることは間違いないでしょう。
効果的に行動を起こし、自分の人生に影響を与え、すべての行動に責任を持つ能力は、人生を通じて遭遇する、不安定で予測不可能な人間関係を乗り切るために、最も重要な要素です。
母なる地球での一度きりの旅で、周囲の混乱にもかかわらず、自身をコントロールするためには、個人の主体性が不可欠です。
自分の考えや行動に影響を与える生来の能力を信じ、さまざまな仕事、問題、状況に対処する能力を、たとえ危険な状況であっても、揺るぎない信念を持っていなければなりません。
個人の主体性を内面化することは、葛藤や変化に直面しても柔軟な回復力を持つ心理的に安定した能力を持つ、独立した人間としての安定性に影響します。
感情的に最も健康な人は、他者への依存を減らしながら、能力と自律性を高めることで、個人的な力の感覚を高めようと努力します。
これは、日本人にとって馴染みのない概念であり、日本流に融合させるためには、勇気と不屈の精神が必要なのです。
有能さと自律性を高めるには、他人を左右することなく、自分の人生に影響を与える方法を認識し、他人のせいにすることなく、自分の行動に責任を持つことである。
どのような状況であっても、自分自身の人生において行動し、効果的に活動する能力を高めることで、個人の主体性を明らかにし始めます。
私たちは皆、衆生のはかないアニメーションの中で、人間性の全領域に遭遇する運命にあるのですから、ここに個人的主体性を実現する秘訣があります。
個人主体性を内在化する前に、よく人はこう言うかもしれません。
「学校の先生が私のやる気を無くさせた」
しかし本来自分自身にこの質問を投げかけるべきでしょう。
他の人が他の人に何かを感じさせることができるのは、他の人に対する権力を与えられていない限り、どうすればよいのだろうか。
個人主体性の規範は、あらゆるものに対する先入観を捨てなければならないので、実行するのが難しいのは有名な話です。
ヴィクトール・E・フランケル博士は、その答えを、アウシュビッツに収容された事についての前代未聞の本、『夜と霧』の中で記しています。
自分の価値を実現するためには、まず「日本道」の枠組みの中で、個人の主体性と主権者としての心構えを認識し、実践しなければなりません。
The Japanese are one of the most emotional people in the world.
Certainly, the antiquated image of the Japanese is one of expressionless people―with cold hearts―who are robotic in nature―or so the historical narrative used to go.
Nothing could be further from the truth.
In this cloistered hierarchical society with esoteric relationship protocols, all outward emotions and true feeling must be kept in check, if not suppressed altogether.
ΩNE only needs to look at the history of how Japanese society evolved―and they are resigned to submitting to authority―due to the evolution of our society.
This is why realization and actualization of personal agency is of paramount importance to the Japanese during the paradigm shifts in these turbulent times.
The Japanese now have the opportunity to fuse Western ways into the Eastern mind advancing the third pillar of civilization―Japan.
Emphatically, Japanese civilization is built upon outside inputs and incremental improvements also known as kaizen.
Indeed, from the beginning, Japanese citizens are infused with community and the importance of harmonious relationships, which does not include stroking individual egos, or the idea of personal sovereignty.
Unlike those raised in the Occidental tradition, personal autonomy is fundamentally nurtured from the start―or so it was in this author's particular case.
Spot the difference:
Two kindergarten classes―one in the States―the other in Japan.
The task was simple―draw a picture of the Sun.
So, what happened?
The American children, started to individually draw the Sun right away in their own way.
Over in fairyland Japan, the Japanese children turned to the others, thus starting a process by discussing what form an orderly Sun should look like.
Only after achieving a consensus protocol, did the groups start to draw the Sun.
Assuredly, recognizing personal agency is the most important realization ever, and is the underpinning of discovery and, yes, enlightenment.
The ability to take action, be effective, influence ΩNE'S own life, and assume responsibility for all behaviour are the most important elements when navigating the volatile, unpredictable human relationships encountered throughout life.
Personal agency is essential to assume control regardless of the surrounding chaos along the one-time journey upon Mother Earth.
One must believe in the innate capacity to influence ΩNE'S own thoughts and behaviours while having unshakable conviction in one’s ability to handle a wide range of tasks, problems, and situations, even dangerous ones.
Internalizing personal agency influences stability as a separate person with the capacity to be psychologically stable having flexible resiliency in the face of conflict and change.
The emotionally healthiest people strive to increase the sense of personal power by developing competence and autonomy while decreasing their dependence upon others.
For the Japanese, this takes courage and fortitude as these are unfamiliar concepts―concepts to be fused into the Japanese Way.
Increasing one’s sense of competence and autonomy involves recognizing the ways to influence ΩNE'S own life without the need to control others, all the while assuming responsibility for one’s own behaviour without the need to blame others.
One begins to reveal personal agency by increasing one’s ability to take action and be effective in one’s own life regardless of the circumstances.
Here is the secret to implement personal agency, as all destined to encounter the entire spectrum of humanity in the ephemeral animation of sentient beings.
Before internalizing personal agency one might say:
“The teacher made me feel sad.”
The question to posed to oneself would have to be:
How can any other one make another feel anything unless having been granted power over another―here ΩNE has rejected personal agency.
Personal agency protocol is notoriously difficult to implement as it demands giving up all preconceived notions about everything.
Just ask Dr. Viktor E. Frankel―he will answer in earnest inside the pages of the extraordinary account of his personal interment in Auschwitz―in his unprecedented book―Man’s Search For Meaning.
In order to achieve one's own value, one must first recognize and implement personal agency and the mindset of a sovereign individual contained within the framework of the Japanese Way.
Having a chip on shoulder is somewhat like having Mr. Woodcock as an omnipresent coach—stoking fear-based motivation, or as viewed here in Japan—your personal oni kōchi.
Chips on shoulder manifest in a plethora of ways, so be sure to ascertain the origins of your personal chips.
Also, recognise if any particular personal chips are related to substandard parenting, making sure to avoid the old adage—a chip off the old block.
To master generational chips, it is imperative to expedite appropriate measures, overturning self-perpetuating distorted reality fields—flipping the chip into deeply seated fortitude, an admirable characteristic of those who live life in empathy.
Recognising chips at first is confronting—a personal chip is an excuse for mediocrity, stagnation, manifesting in a broken spirit and crushed dreams—your personal chip will continue to whisper in your ear, haunting you, until choosing to hear—“mend your ways, life is slipping away.”
Chips betray suppressed unresolved internal conflicts, and when brought to light and recognised, takes the newly enlightened into an extremely unpleasant transition—at first through confusion, and then a niggling feeling that this quirky scenario is somehow related to the notion known as destiny.
Be wary of a particularly nasty chip which embodies a selfish, self-identified, selfless servant of humanity—always sacrificing for everyone and everything else, yet nothing for themselves.
These suffering individuals remain enslaved to the festering chip of bitterness and resentment, feeling sorry for themselves—this particular group of the self-oppressed are sorely in need of the Care Factor Zero protocol—don’t let this moment pass you by.
Recently, a deeply disturbing manifestation of unpleasant chips has become evident inside the schoolhouse halls in what are known as—higher-learning institutes.
Seeing a despondent generation of naïve individual enticed into a lifetime of servitude and debt peonage, carrying mountains of debt—prospect of a once-in-a-lifetime J.O.B. (just over broke) now coveted and converted by your emerging rival A.I.—pointless university degre no longer necessary, so do not even bother to apply.
Alas, this particular type of chip tends to only grow more ugly and violent as the misguided mal-matriculated slowly lose all sense of dignity, falling into an abyss of cynicism and despair, sprinkled with despondent negativity.
The opportunity to explore the nooks and crannies of greater Asia were as boundless as they were profound, having the extraordinary privilege of being able to hub here and there straight out of Japan.
This Incidental Occxie observed timeless ancient principles in practical application throughout Asia, facilitating the understanding that societies and cultures formulated from Confucianism, Buddhism, and Ancestor Worship, leave fewer chips on shoulder, deepen societal harmony, create strong family, clan, and community—the primal nature of the human species called forth innately.
挑戦的態度をとる人間とは、 「鬼コーチ 」のようなものでしょう。
それは様々な形で現れるので、自身の態度の起源を確かめることです。
また、自分の態度が子供の頃の育てられ方に関係しているかどうかを認識し、古い格言である「子は親に似る」という事実を避けるようにしましょう。
世代的な欠点を克服するためには、適切な対策を講じ、自己増殖する歪んだ現実を覆し、欠点を深く根付いた不屈の精神に変えることが不可欠です。
挑戦的な態度は、凡庸さや停滞の言い訳であり、壊れた精神や砕けた夢となって現れるため、最初に欠けを認識することは困難で、あなたの耳元でささやき続け、あなた自身を悩ませるでしょう。
抑圧された未解決の内的葛藤を裏切り、明るみに出て認識されると、新しく悟りを開いた人を、最初は混乱を通して、この風変わりなシナリオが、運命として知られる概念と何らかの関係があるのではないかという、うずうずした感覚を通して、非常に不快な移行へと連れて行くのです。
利己的で、自称、人類の無私無欲の奉仕者を名乗りながら、自分自身は何も犠牲にしない人がいます。
このような苦悩に満ちた人々は、恨みと恨みという化膿したの奴隷のままであり、自分自身を哀れんでいます。
最近、高等教育機関と呼ばれる学校内で、不愉快な存在が明らかになりました。
人生に一度あるかないかの就職を夢見て、山ほどの借金を背負い、一生の奴隷生活と借金返済に誘惑された、意気消沈した世代の純朴な個人の姿を目の当たりにするでしょう。 破産寸前の状態の今や、新たなライバル AI によって取って代われ、大学の学位はもはや無意味なため、わざわざ受験する必要はないでしょう。
残念なことに、見当違いの悪意ある数学者が徐々に尊厳の感覚を失い、失笑と絶望の淵に落ち、落胆した否定的な感情を振りまきながら、より醜く暴力的になる傾向があります。
大アジアの隅々を探検する機会は無限であり、また奥深いものでした。
儒教、仏教、祖先崇拝から形成された社会と文化は、肩の荷を下ろし、社会の調和を深め、強い家族、一族、そして人間という種が、生来持っている原初的な性質が呼び起こす、共同体を創造するのです。
Being called a jack of all trades is somewhat of a backhanded compliment.
The complimentary side—one who can do many different things.
On the dissing side—one who is mediocre in everything—proficient in none.
Is being a jack of all trades an indication of mediocrity with lack of focus?
Not at all╰(´︶`)╯♡
A jack of all trades is one who can do a variety of tasks and duties, none of them at the ‘expert level’ yet amply competent inside a variety of wheelhouses.
Jacks have a wide repertoire to lend a helping hand in a vast number of circumstances, and in the inevitable pinch—what’s not to love about that.
As an Incidental Occxie happening into Japan, an incidental language instructor was also created shortly after stepping off the plane into the Land Of The Rising Sun on January 11, 1987.
Remarkably, becoming a master Jack Of All Trade is embedded inside a powerful life philosophy—Start FromThe Beginning Again, or as the Japanese say in one of their plethora of pithy nuggets of wisdom.
Intrigued as to the genesis of the Land of the Rising Son(^o^)/
The origin story of a wayward boy reveals the most curious innate notion residing deep within—Follow The Sun.
The spirit of inquiry empowers enriched human interaction when teasing out relevant topics, all the while stimulating inquisitiveness while sprinkling life’s mundane daily interactions with jocularity, sincerity and pithy wit.
Being a jack of many trades, while aspiring to master just one has lead to an early morning daily practice exploring the linguistic nooks and crannies of the Japanese language—this is the gist of Follow The Sun.
Seeing rapid advancing technology with amazing optionality available to all taking the Road Less Travelled—leads to only one conclusion—the time is now—your time has come—seize the moment of the day.
The opportunity for advanced self-directed skill acquisition inevitably leads to new pathways empowering the ability to fill the soul with dignity, purpose, and community—giving and receiving Certificates Gratitude all along the way.
At the dawn of desktop publishing and computer aided graphics, there appeared a most curious piece of software—Photoshop 1.0.
What a great way to spend the day creating band posters among may other fun things—predating the Internet, and long before the Flavour of Today—memes.
Fast forward 3 decades, this revolution is continuing to rage on with no end—more joy upon discovery these advanced powerful toys—now indicating the way of the future, tugging at this creators heartstrings once again.
For many, the terminology of computer programming and its plethora of technical jargon was the domain of the scientists, nerds, and geeks.
Those days now fade away, A.I. is now taking ahold over the code—for more creative endeavours just moving the mouse writes personal awesome code—freedom of digital expressions now unfolds, facilitating emancipation of tales yet to be told.
Thus it is so, the Webflow is a go, much gratitude to M5 for his valuable insights, and, as always, highly productive suggestions.
This Wonderful World has now transformed human connections enabling global contemporaries to congregate, socialize, and participate, building the ONE infinity community—what’s not to love about this.
As a Jack of All Trade, these new cool tools could not be more fun—the desire to acquire adroit efficiency is an innate trait of those who choose to Follow The Sun.
何でも屋という言葉は、やや皮肉な褒め言葉であります。
褒める場合は、様々なことができる人のこと。
揶揄する時には、何事にも凡庸で、何一つ能がない人という意味。
万能であることは、集中力を欠いた、凡庸さの表れなのでしょうか?
全然╰(´︶`)╯♡
何でも屋ということは、さまざまな仕事や職務をこなせる人のことですが、その反面、そのどれもが "専門家レベル "ではないということでしょう。
器用な人は幅広いレパートリーを持っており、多くの状況で人を助けることができます。
1987年1月11日、日本でのオッチョコチョイの語学教師は、日出ずる国に到着し、祖国からの飛行機を降りた直後に誕生しました。
驚くべきことに、器用貧乏の達人になることが、力強い人生哲学の中に組み込まれていたのです。
「日出ずる国」の起源について知っていますか。
道を踏み外した少年の原点は、「太陽に続け」という、心の奥底に潜む生来の最も好奇心旺盛な概念を明らかにします。
探究心は、人生のありふれた日常的な交流に、冗談と誠意と機知をちりばめながら、探究心を刺激し、関連する話題を探り出し、人間関係を豊かにします。
多芸多才でなだけでは飽き足らず、一つのことを極めようとするあまり、毎日早朝から日本語の隅々までを探求しています。
急速な進歩を遂げるテクノロジーが、「道なき道」を行く、すべての人に驚くべき選択肢を提供しているのを見て、結論はただひとつ。
高度な自己管理能力を身につける機会は、必然的に、尊厳、目的、コミュニティで魂を満たす能力に力を与える新たな道へと繋がります。
デスクトップ・パブリッシングとコンピュータ支援グラフィックスの黎明期に、フォトショップ1.0という非常に不思議なソフトウェアが登場しました。
インターネットが登場するずっと昔、今日の味であるミームが登場する、ずっと以前のことです。
それから30年、革命はとどまるところを知らず、未来を指し示す強力なツールの発見に喜びを感じ、再び心の琴線に触れるようになりました。
多くの人にとって、コンピューター・プログラミングの専門用語やその氾濫は、科学者やマニアックな変人の領域であり、素人には近寄りがたいものでした。
そんな過去も、A.I. の登場とともに消え去っていきます。A.I. がコードを引き継ぎ、より創造的な取り組みのために、マウスを動かすだけで、表現の自由を備えた個人的で素晴らしいコードが作成され、まだ語られていない無数の物語が展開されます。
私は彼の貴重な洞察力と、いつもながら非常に生産的な提案に大いに感謝します。
この素晴らしい世界は、今やグローバルな同世代が集い、交流し、私達無限大のコミュニティを築くことを可能にする、人と人とのつながりを進化させました。
器用貧乏のスペシャリストとして、これらの新しいクールなツールは、これ程楽しいものはありません。
世の中を隅々まで探求すると、溌剌とした歴史上の人物を発見することになり、生来の好奇心を常に満足させてくれます。
驚くような女性たちが、信じられないような物語とともにあちらこちらに現れ続けているのです。
この明治時代の興味深い物語の主役は、1873年6月17日に地球の大気圏に突入したニューヨーク・マンハッタン出身の教育者で、編集者、ジャーナリストでもあったレオニー・ギルモアという女性です。
彼女は若い頃から学業優秀で、ブリンマー女子大学の厳しい卒業条件をクリアした、数少ない学生の一人であり、その努力により4年制大学の第一回奨学金を授与されました。
レオニーは、アメリカへの最初の日本人留学生の一人で、生粋の日本人の津田梅子と出会いました。そして日本との生涯のつながりが永久的に動き出したのでした。
1901年、ニューヨークに到着したばかりの、当時25歳の日本人作家、ヨネ・ノグチは、ある求人広告を出しました。レオニーは、その求人を見て応募し、それが二人の出会いでした。
ヨネ・ノグチはカリフォルニアに7年間滞在し、2冊の英詩集を出版していましたが、彼の英語力では、より高いレベルの作品を生み出すには至っていませんでした。
レオニーはヨネの編集者となり、『ある日本少女のアメリカ日記』というタイトルの、架空の日本少女の日記を出版させることに成功しました。
保守的な時代にあっても、祖国を超えて、男女が惹かれ合うのに理由はありません。レオニーはヨネの愛人となり、二人の間に、愛児である彫刻家イサム・ノグチを世に生み出すことになります。
しかし、二人の関係が薄れつつあったちょうどその時、レオニーは妊娠したことに気づいたのですが、ヨネに和解を迫るのではなく、ロサンゼルスの母親と合流することを選び、そこでイサムを出産しました。
女たらしの詩人ヨネ・ノグチは、すでにエセル・アームズと婚約していたのですが、その真相を確認したレオニーは自身とヨネとの婚約を解消しました。
その後、数ヶ月の間に、ヨネはレオニーを日本に呼び寄せました。しかしヨネはその後、1907年3月に、武田松子と関係を持ちました。
武田松子の存在を知り、とうとうレオニーは、1909年にヨネと別れたのです。
レオニーは第2子となる娘アイルズ・ギルモアを出産していましたが、父親の素性は、現在でも謎のままです。
レオニーは、自分と2人の子供を養うために横浜の学校で働き、ラフカディオ・ハーン(小泉八雲)の子供たちの家庭教師をしました。
レオニーとアイルズは1920年まで日本で暮らしましたがその後、ニューヨークに移り住みました。
さて、イサムの芸術への才能を見出していたレオニーは、イサムに医学部への進学を思いとどまらせ、重要な芸術家としての、本来の運命に向かわせることに成功しました。
レオニーはまた、『ある日本少女のアメリカ日記』など、ヨネの作品とされるものの共著者でもありました。
実際、ヨネの最高傑作の多くは、レオニーの編集手腕によって成し遂げられたものであり、もし彼女の巧みな文才と編集手腕がなかったら、ヨネが成功を収めたかどうかは疑問でしょう。
2009年、映画監督の松井久子はレオニーの生涯を映画化しました。この映画は、明治時代の日本で力強く生きた女性の不屈の精神と逞しさを描いた、忘れがたい人間ドラマです。
今はさようなら、親愛なるレオニー、そして深く感動的な物語を本当にありがとう。
Exploring nooks and crannies leads to the discovery of resilient historical figures, continually gratifying innate curiosity leading to a plethora of fascinating things and people to probe and explore.
Amazing women figures continue to appear here and there with incredible stories—this particular story comes from the dawn of the industrialisation of the Meiji era.
The star of this particular intriguing tale from Meiji comes from the remarkable Léonie Gilmour, an educator, editor and journalist hailing from Manhattan New York—entry to earth’s atmosphere—June 17, 1873.
Exhibiting remarkable academic prowess from early in life, she was one of the few students to pass the Bryn Mawr Women's College rigorous graduation requirements and was awarded the inaugural four-year college scholarship for her effort.
It was here she first encountered Tsuda Umeko—one of the first Japanese exchange students to American, her first exposure to a native Japanese citizen, a lifelong connection to Japan forever set in motion.
In 1901, she answered a classified advertisement placed by Yone Noguchi, who was a 25-year-old Japanese writer having recently arrived in New York.
Although Noguchi had spent seven years in California and had published two books of English poetry, his language skills were still insufficient to take him to a higher level.
Léonie became his editor, successfully facilitating Noguchi to publish a fictional diary entitled—The American Diary of a Japanese Girl.
The relationship may have been a little too successful, as even in those prudish Victorian times, the carnal desires of human flesh could not be denied—Léonie also was Noguchi’s lover, and the mother of Yone Noguchi’s love-child—Isamu Noguchi, the renowned sculptor.
Just as their relationship was waning, Léonie discovered she had become pregnant during the receding days of the relationship, but rather than pressing Noguchi for a reconciliation, she chose to join her mother in Los Angeles, where she gave birth to Isamu.
The plot thickens as Noguchi the philandering poet was already engaged to another woman, Ethel Armes—where upon confirming the veracity of the story caused her to canceled her engagement to Noguchi.
Over the next several months, Noguchi induced Gilmour to come to Japan, but by the time she arrived in March 1907, the adulterous Noguchi had become involved with Takeda Matsuko.
Upon hearing the truth about the existence of Takeda Matsuko, Léonie separated from Noguchi in 1909.
Léonie gave birth to her second child, a daughter, Ailes Gilmour, to which this day the father’s identity remains a mystery.
In order to support herself and her two children Léonie worked at a Yokohama school, and privately tutored the children of Lafcadio Hearn (Koizumi Yakumo).
Léonie and Ailes continued to reside in Japan until 1920 when they returned to the United States ending up in New York.
Having preordained Isamu to be an artist, she then successfully dissuaded him from attending medical school, redirecting him to his true destiny as an important artist.
An outstanding individual by any measure, she also co-authored or authored some works attributed to Noguchi, such as The American Diary of a Japanese Girl.
In fact much of Noguchi's best writing was accomplished with her editorial prowess, and it is questionable whether Noguchi would have achieved his level of success if it were not for her adroit literary and editing skills.
In 2009, filmmaker Matsui Hisako created a film based on Léonie’s life, an unforgettable human drama about fortitude and resilience of this powerful woman in Meiji Era Japan.
An incredible life embodying what it means to be remarkable—the indelible Léonie Gilmour exited earth’s atmosphere—December 31, 1933—goodbye for now dear Léonie, and thank you so very much for your deeply inspirational story.
愛称の楽しさは無限の可能性を秘めています。
私はあらゆる人々を見てきましたが、そのほとんどが日本人です。その人達に適切な愛称をつける機会が、たくさんありました。
個人の気質や組織やサークル内での地位によって、愛称は様々であり、辛辣な舌鋒と愛情を散りばめた愛称もありました。
昔々、面倒くさがり屋で無知な女性がいました。そのため彼女は「泥」と呼ばれていました。
唾棄すべき、ゴシップ好きで、悪意に満ち溢れた、汚らわしい愚か者の忠誠心で、特別な下劣な獣が、ガマガエルのように、頻繁に移り変わる様な人間に会ったことがあります。
お局様などとも呼ばれるOL3人トリオの元締めは、「ダーク・クイーン」としか言いようがありません。このような女性は、今だに責任者のふりをしている男性たちを陰でコントロールしています。本当の権力は、舞台裏で糸を引くことになっているのです。
日本人の名前のつけ方には魅了されるものがあります。私は大人になって、日本文化に触れるようになり、そう感じるようになりました。
例えば、ビッグガールの家族の場合、父、息子、孫はそれぞれの名前に「俊」という共通の漢字が使われています。
日本人が名前をつける時、しばしば意図的な時があります。例えば、一般的な女性の名前「典子」は辞典の子という意味になります。
日本人が名前をつける時、しばしば意図的な時があります。例えば、一般的な女性の名前「典子」は辞典の子という意味になります。
この父親は、娘に学校でよい結果を出してほしいという思いを名前に込めてつけたのでしょう。そして娘は名門大学の会計学科を日本語で卒業し、誇らしげな父親と一緒に顔をほころばせるのです。
一方、先祖から長い名前を受け継いだ私は、「日出ずる国」に来て、日本人とやり取りする時、その長すぎる名前によって不便を感じます。日本人は、多くの西洋人の名前に慣れていません。日本人に、電話で私の名前を正確に伝えるだけのことでも、とても苦労するのです。
実は、これは日本だけの話ではありません。
ある国を訪れた 12 歳の少年がいました。その国の、あるアナウンサーは、その少年の名前を2、3度回間違えて呼んだ後、結局アルファベットの羅列で呼んだのでした。
名前:アルファベット7文字、片仮名6文字
ミドルネーム:アルファベット4文字、片仮名3文字
苗字:アルファベット11文字、片仮名7文字
若い頃に、この折衷的な土地にやってきて、30数年後に人生の浮き沈みを目の当たりにし、ある日、目を覚ますというのは奇妙な感覚でした。色は変わらないのですが、毛虫が蜂のように刺す蝶に変身するように、この非常に長い名前も、いつか変化していくに違いありません。
したがって、その変化を反映するために日本名を名乗り、白人の日本人として生きていくことに決めました。ここに広範な呪術的な物語が続くことになるのですが、当然のこととして、私は現在、非常に稀で希少な存在、偶発的な西洋人であると言えるでしょう。
The joy of nicknames with endless possibilities associating someone or something with apt terminology.
Having run across the entire spectrum of humankind, most of them Japanese—it is Japan after all—the opportunity to bestow appropriate names abound.
Depending on personal disposition and status inside the organization or circle, these terms of endearment ran the gamut while nicknaming with a tart tongue and a smattering of love and affection.
Once upon a time a colleague was tedious as well as clueless, thus she was referred to as—Mud—an accurate reflection to be sure as most interaction with her were as clear as mud.
We have all met them—spiteful, gossipy, and filled to the brim with malice—this foul cretin's loyalties changed as often as her undergarments—this particular vile beast being deservedly christened as Toad.
Rounding out our trio of office-ladies is the ultimate power broker perched upon a petty tyrannical throne, these women control the men, who are still pretending to be in charge—true power lies in pulling strings from behind the scene can only be referred to as one thing—The Dark Queen.
Coming into Japanese culture as an adult, naming conventions of the Japanese held some fascination.
The Japanese frequently use the same kanji for successive generations—case in point—The Big Girl’s family—father, brother, and son share a common kanji in their respective names—俊.
Often Japanese names are given with a purposeful intention, for example a common female name Noriko (典子) reads as dictionary child.
This particular father expressed the intention for his daughter through her name to do well at school—which in fact she did, as a native Japanese graduate of the prestigious McGill university with an accounting degree—with a proud beaming father.
On the other hand, coming from ancestors with long name happening into the Land Of The Rising Son, this given name far too long to be of any practical use when interacting with the Japanese—in particular on the phone when trying to spell it out, the Japanese simply are not familiar with Western names.
Actually, this was not just the case in the land of Japan.
As a 12 year-old visiting a country stampede, the notion was to challenge the bucking bull—the announcer after failing to read the name a couple of time simply refereed to the next contestant as—alphabet.
First: 7 letters—5 katakana
Middle: 4 letters—3 katakana
Last: 11 letters—6 katakana
It is a peculiar feeling to come to this eclectic land as a young man and to have seen the ebb and flow of life—wake up one day after 30+ years—although the colour remains the same, this long name is bound to change as the caterpillar morphs into a butterfly that stings like a bee.
Thus, so it will be—a Japanese name to reflect the change and to live life as a caucasian Japanese—herein continues a long and spellbinding story, and it will have to suffice as a matter of course that ΩNE can now be considered one of the few—incidental Occxie.
As a child nurtured in a serene alpine mountain atmosphere, image of war and the carnage it brings was conceptually remote.
Having incidentally run across a book about the Vietnam war recounting the American military’s behaviour in Vietnam, along with the details of the destruction of Cambodia and Laos, led to a deep examination of the meaning of war.
This chance encounter facilitated an acute awareness of the true nature of war—understand the hidden reasons for the annihilation of civilians, erasing history and cultures of others—creating ceaseless war zones—sabotaging the advancement of humanity.
After arriving in Japan in 1987, the reality of war came into sharp focus when first observing Buddhist family alters gracing Japanese homes.
In Buddhist tradition, pictures of the deceased adorn the alter wall—often people in military uniforms also haunt these hallowed halls.
This is the first time to have personally met anyone related to anyone killed in war, their dead honoured for their sacrifice as Shinto gods residing upon countless alter walls.
ΩNE’s beloved father in-law spent his caßreer working at the Japanese national broadcaster NHK—a 1959 graduate of Waseda University—witty, stoic, with a dark sense of humour—he was 9 years old when the war ended, and he was tasked with the clean up and the rebuilding of his family.
Recorded April 15, 2020, Masatoshi Kodama talks for the first time about his experience as a child of war.
Listen to this first-hand account of war told from the eyes of a 9 year-old boy.
戦争が激しくなった、昭和19年頃、 田舎に親類が無い家の、小学校の五年生と六年生の子供達は学童疎開として、学校の教師の引率で、子供だけ田舎に避難した。私はまだ五年生にもなっていなかったが、兄がが対象となっていたため、一緒に伊豆温泉に疎開した。
伊豆の疎開先は旅館だった。その向かいの幼稚園から、忘れもしない、三月十日の東京大空襲が見えた。はるか100km先の伊豆から見えたのだから、それだけ大きな空襲だったのだ。
しかしその後すぐ、伊豆は毎日、東京空襲のためのアメリカ軍の飛行機が行き交っており、この場所も駄目だということになり、盛岡に移動した。それは大変な旅だった。しかし私たちが盛岡駅に着いた時、B29が、その先の釜石の爆撃の帰りに、飛行機を軽くするために、残った爆弾を落としていった後だった。駅の近辺にも、その爆撃の煙が残っていた。それじゃあ盛岡も駄目だということになり、今度は岩手の山奥の寺に避難した。その後妹も来て、私たちは兄弟は、そこで終戦を迎えた。
疎開先に向かう途中の思い出話だが、私達は弁当に握り飯を持たされていた。その握り飯はみんな腐ってしまい、泣く泣くみんなで、列車の窓から川に向かって捨てたのだ。今でも忘れない。多くの魚も飢えていたようで、水面に浮かんだ米をパクパクと食べていた。
終戦後、疎開先いた私達生徒は皆、一緒に東京に向かった。そして上野駅に着いたのだが、生徒のうちの一人が、そこで行方不明になった。そして長いこと待っても、最後まで見つからず、教師も諦め、私たちはその場を去った。その子の父親は軍人で、後で戦死したと聞いた。彼は少佐か大佐で、一度、疎開先に慰問に来てくれた。その時彼は持っていた軍刀を抜いて見せてくれ、私達子供は皆んな感動したものだった。後から考えると、馬鹿な話だ。
そしてやっと最寄りの荏原町駅に着いた時は辺り一面完全な焼け野原だった。しかし自分の家は運良く残っていた。目の前の家までは焼け尽くされていたが、自宅から南側の住宅は焼けなかったのだ。
私の父は若くなかったから、戦争に徴兵されることはなかった。当時の片倉生命という保険会社で働いていた。
その当時から、日本の復興は早かった。戦後、どのくらい経っただろうか。闇市なんかができて、ほったて小屋から始まって、あっという間に繁華街が戻ってきた。
ロッキー山脈の麓の、穏やかな雰囲気の中で子供時代を過ごした私にとって、戦争と、それがもたらす殺戮という現実は、はるか遠い世界の概念でした。
そんな折、ベトナム戦争に関する本に出会い、アメリカ軍のベトナムでの行動やラオス、カンボジアの破壊について書かれていたことを読み、戦争について深く考察するようになりました。
この偶然の出会いの中で、私は戦争の本質を痛感し、民間人を抹殺し、他者の歴史や文化を消し去り、絶え間ない紛争地帯を作り出し、人類の進歩を阻害する隠された理由を理解するようになったのです。
1987年に来日し、日本の家庭を飾る仏壇を目にした時、戦争の現実が浮き彫りになりました。
仏教の伝統でしょうか。亡くなった人の写真が仏間の壁に飾ってあったのです。
戦争で殺された人の家族に直接会ったのは、生まれて初めてでした。戦没者は無数の祭壇の壁に鎮座する、神々としても祭られています。
私の最愛の義父は、1959年に早稲田大学を卒業し、日本のかつての国営放送NHKでキャリアを積みました。ウィットに富み、ストイックで、ブラックユーモアのセンスを持つ義父。そんな義父は、終戦を迎えた時、たった9歳でした。そしてその後、戦争の後始末と家族の再建を任されたのです。
この番組では、2020年4月15日に録音された、義父児玉正俊が初めて戦争体験を語った肉声が収録されています。
9歳の子どもの目から見た酷い戦争の実体験とは、どのようなものなのか、耳を傾けてみましょう。
Would you care for a nice basket to put inside your massive case, to hold decades of emotion baggage, which continue to occupy your subconscious mind, consciously playing havoc with your exquisite life today.
The entire spectrum of emotions in the lead-up to, and execution of, Letting Go, can be intense and confusing, leaving those in transition somewhat disoriented, sometimes a little distraught.
After the initial internal turmoil of brutal self realization, serenity bestows a peace of mind and mental clarity unlike any other, as the heart starts to move toward Universal Truth, no longer a slave to the Flavour Of Today.
The initial impression when pondering the implication of Letting Go, usually concerns others—this particular assumption must be intelligibly observed through the lens of the Pareto Principle—80% of Letting Go comes from within—the other 20% from the self-directed emancipation from relationships which no longer edify Each Other.
Of course you cannot fire your boss; or can you?—send your children to the gulag just because of misbehaviour?—never again not once—the almighty superhuman strength and fortitude of Letting Go kicks in— dealing swiftly with those who seek to stoke, choke, and provoke are lovingly stripped of personal agency, and sent on their merry way—metaphorically or otherwise.
The majority of emotional baggage (80%) swims around in ΩNE’s lizard brain, conjuring up untold nightmare scenarios, which 99.9% will not come to fruition, nor will any of these conjured phantom events be realized at the very end.
Herein lies the magic of Stoicism and Samurai philosophy—invoking Mind Over Matter protocol leading to deep wells of fortitude to exert mastery over the sovereign domain within.
Another formidable tenet to invoke during emancipation from a humdrum and mundane existence, and if truly desiring to move into a state of flow—internalize the following, as deep down you already know—what got you here, won’t get you there.
Waking up and realizing by virtue of geography, ΩNE instantaneously became illiterate, the truth faithfully kicking in—what got you here, won’t get you there.
This notion, however, is now replete with a clear understanding of what it means to die each day—for it has been said—no person stands in the same river twice.
When learning how to read and write Japanese, further discoveries concerning the power of Letting Go led to a extensive examination of all preconceived notions, the list of items for release long, yet not insurmountable.
The average lifetime consists of 4,000 weeks—human life is flourishing in abundance and progressing toward Universal Truth—embrace the protocol of Letting Go, drill down to the essence of what it means to be human, scale the highest peaks.
The future becomes animated, invigorated, by just letting go—establish an enduring peace of mind in a topsy-turvy world, just let it go—understand that ONE is not the sum of the past, but continual incremental improvements awakening you anew to the possibility of daily death and a cycle of rebirth—for sure your Muse will whisper in your ear—“I know you have what it takes to make it through any kind of day.”
何十年もの間、あなたの潜在意識を占領し続け、意識的に今日のあなたの素晴らしい人生を大混乱に陥れている感情という手荷物を入れるために、あなたの巨大なケースの中に入れる素敵なバスケットはいかがですか?
手放すに至るまで、そして手放すことを実行するまでの感情の全領域は、激しく混乱することがあり、移行中の人はやや混乱し、時には少し取り乱すこともあるでしょう。
残酷な自己実現に伴う最初の内的混乱の後、心が普遍的な真理に向かって動き出し、もはや「今日の味」の奴隷ではなくなるにつれて、平穏は他にはない心の平穏と精神の明晰さを授けてくれます。
手放すことの意味を考えるとき、最初の印象はたいてい他人に関するものですが、この特別な思い込みは、パレートの原理のレンズを通してわかりやすく観察されなければなりません。
もちろん、あなたの上司を解雇することはできません。そうです、上司をクビにすることはできないのです。
「手放す」という全能の超人的な強さと不屈の精神が発動し、煽ったり、首を絞めたり、挑発しようとする者たちを素早く処理し、愛情をもって個人の主体性を剥奪し、陽気な道へと送り出すのです。
感情的な荷物の大部分(80%)は、トカゲの脳内を泳ぎ回り、語られることのない悪夢のシナリオを思い描くのです。
ここに厳格主義とサムライ哲学の魔法があります。「物質より心を」という儀礼を発動させることで、内なる主権領域を支配する不屈の精神が深い井戸へと導かれるのです。
平凡な存在から解放され、流れに任せることを真に望むなら、次のことを内面化することです。
目が覚めて、地理的な理由で瞬時に文盲になったことに気づき、真実が忠実に刻み込まれました。
しかし、この考え方は今、毎日死ぬということの意味を明確に理解することに満ちています。
日本語の読み書きを学んだとき、「手放す」力に関するさらなる発見が、あらゆる既成概念を、徹底的に検証することにつながりました。
手放すという儀礼を受け入れ、人間であることの意味を本質まで掘り下げ、最高峰の頂に登ります。
ただ手放すということで、未来は活気づき、活性化し、混乱した世界で永続的な心の平穏を確立するのです。
あなたには、どんな一日でもやり抜く力があるのです。
アナログからデジタルへの変換を、リアルタイムで観察できる世代に生まれたのは、大変興味深いことです。
太陽に続く私の旅は、手つかずの自然が残るシュスワップ湖畔にある、人口わずか5000人のサーモン・アームという小さな田舎町から始まりました。
当時は、テレビとそれに付随するサブリミナル番組など、黎明期のテクノロジーがありました。
もともと1920年代後半に開発されたテレビは、1950年代には一般家庭、企業、施設に普及し、世論を彩る主要なメディアとなりました。
私の父が所有していた最初のテレビは、12インチの白黒1チャンネルでした。
1971年、2つのチャンネルを見ることができた、初代カラーテレビを父が持ち帰ったときの興奮を想像して下さい。
当時のテレビ番組は6時に始まり、23時に終わりました。
その後、衛星放送がオンライン化され、アメリカ人が大量に派手なB級映画やMTVのキッチュ・ポップ・ロックなど、大量の番組を作り、世界を侵略しました。1987年に日本に来て最初のテレビは、確かに1つ以上のチャンネルを持っていましたが、日本語がわからない限り、ほとんどすべての番組は理解することはでませんでした。
ある音楽番組との偶然の出会いは、音楽が持つ普遍的なコミュニケーションの力について、私に深い印象を残しました。
日本の年代記の中で最も高く評価されている歌のひとつに、美空ひばりの「川の流れのように」があります。
この演歌を聴いていると、美空ひばりが歌う川の流れのように、心の奥底から涙があふれてくるのです。
時は流れ、1990年代初頭のインターネットの夜明けは、孤立した2つの特殊な状況からの解放をもたらしました。
国際通信 国際電信電話(KDD)、1988年頃のカナダへの通話料は3分1,200円でした。
ここで、テクノロジーの素晴らしさと懐への優しさが明らかになりました。
コールバック・システムは、マベルの規制緩和と、自由奔放な縁故資本主義への乱暴な進撃の後に生まれました。
アメリカからの発信音によって、アメリカから発信する代理通話が、はるかに安価なアメリカの通信標準料金で可能になったのです。
契約後、専用の返信番号が割り当てられ、KDDの国際電話システムから直接ダイヤル発信でアメリカの通信システムにアクセスできるようになりました。
着信音が1回鳴り、受話器を取ると、その電話はアメリカからの発信音で返信され、世界のどこにいても、100%政府所有の国際通信ネットワークよりもはるかに安い料金で、目的の相手と連絡や通信ができました。
日本の田舎では、英語の本を手に入れることはできませんでした。東京の書店までは3時間もかかるため、アクセスにも問題がありました。
しかしその後、世界最大のオンライン書店が登場し、私の独学の旅が本格化することになりました。
アナログからデジタルへの変貌と、それによってもたらされる今日の世界を、息をのみ、そして実際に吸い込まれてしまう様な感覚を目の当たりにしています。
白黒テレビの、たった2つのチャンネルの世界から遠く離れ、小さな田舎町では現在、利用可能な番組の選択肢は無限大という、抽象的な数の概念で数えることができます。
過去30年間の著しい社会的・技術的進歩は、人類の歴史上、想像もできなかったほどの選択肢を、私たちにもたらしました。
無限の選択肢を手にすることができるようになった今、失われつつある貴重な時間という概念や、昼と夜の区別の重要性、そして徐々に失われつつあるすべての生命の儚さを心に留めておく必要があるでしょう。
Interesting to be of the generation when the transformation from analogue to digital was observed in real time.
The journey following the Sun started in a small rural town called Salmon Arm, which was nestled on the pristine Shuswap lake, with a mere 5000 residents.
The nascent technology at that time, include television and the subliminal programming that came with it.
Originally developed in the late 1920s, the television sets became common in homes, businesses, and institutions during the 1950s, while becoming the primary medium for colouring public opinion.
The first television set at the domain of my humble father was a 12 inch Black & White unit—1 channel.
Imagine the excitement when good old Dad brought home the first colour TV in 1971—now up to 2 channels.
Remember, the regular scheduled programming started at 06:00 and ended at 23:00—this is where the first memory of white noise imprinted.
Satellites then came on-line, and this is when the Americans invaded the world with their plethora of programming, including tonnes of gaudy B movies, and the air-hair-kitschy-pop-rock of MTV.The more things change the more they stay the same—first television set after arriving in Japan in 1987, certainly had more than 1 channel, nonetheless, unless understanding Japanese, almost all programming was unintelligible.
A serendipitous encounter with a music program left a deep impression as the power of music as universal communication reminded ΩNE—oral speech is merely one elements of successful communication.
One of the most acclaimed songs in the chronicles of Japan is the beloved kawa no nagare no yo ni (As The River Flows), by the formative Misora Hibari.
Listening to this Japanese folk song (enka), touch a deep chord within the soul and the tears started to flowed, just like the river to which Misora was singing—her heartfelt rendition successfully drying this lonely boys tears.
Time marches on, and the dawn of the Internet in the early 1990s brought with it pain-relief from two particular points of isolation.
International telecommunications:
Once upon a time, in a distant land, the Japanese government owned the means of international communication—Kokusai Denshin Denwa (KDD)—the charge for 3 minutes to Canada circa 1988—¥1,200.
Here is where the beauty of technology and relief on the pocketbook came into clear focus.
The call back system was created after the deregulation of Ma Bell, and the wild U$A march into unfettered crony capitalism, the following lifeline of communication came.
The capability to originate a dial tone from the United States, enabled proxy calls originating from the States, using the much less expensive American telecommunication standard rates.
After signing up, a dedicated Call Back Number was assigned to access the American communication system via a direct dial out of said KDD international calling system—001 +1 + area code + number.
After one ring, hang up, the phone then calls back originating a dial tone from the U$A—where the object of desire, wherever in the world, can be contacted and communicated with at a much more reasonable rate than the 100% government owned International Telecommunication Network.
English reading material in rural Japan was non-existent and access was problematic as the nearest book stores in Tokyo was 3 hours away, and like most thing back in Japan at the tail-end of the massive speculative bubble, quite expensive.
Then came the largest online book retailer in the world, and the autodidact party kicked into full swing.
Indeed, seeing the transformation from analogue to digital, and the world it facilitates today, leaves the breath sucked in, and indeed taken away.
A very long way from 1 channel of programming on a Black & White TV, in a small rural community—currently the choice of available programming can be counted using the abstract notion of a number called Infinity.
Truly the significant social and technological advances over the last three decades has brought more options imaginable in the history of humankind—ΩNE could say a double edge sword.
With an infinite universe of choice now at the finger-tips, it is imperative to keep in mind the notion of lost precious time, and the importance of distinguishing between night and day—the transitory nature of all life—slowly bleeding away.
When starting life’s journey, it is a rare case where a conscious decision is made to lead life in what many would consider to be the hard road.
Coming to Japan in 1987 was an easy choice, as at 23, staying in the security of a government J.O.B. would have only lead to a lifetime trapped inside this all-too-real acronym—Just Over Broke.
The novelty of an exotic Japan wore off after 8 months, where ΩNE experienced a bout of homesick just once, and where the hard road then came into full view.
Nothing like the stark realization of having become deaf and dumb, as well as illiterate, having moved to a country in which the communication system is vastly more complex than the familiarity of the English alphabet soup.
The Japanese reading quest at first seemed insurmountable, but as life marched on, the radicals (separate components making up complete characters), became uncannily familiar as a matter of casual observation.
Nothing quite like the subconscious (Lady Muse) guiding the journey in some sort of mystical way to satori (enlightenment)—in this case, via the hard road, which must be peppered with fortitude and perseverance forging ΩNE into the material sludge world.
A Universal Truth to be internalized and called upon when the going gets tough, as it always will—it does not matter how slow you go, so long as you do not stop.
Words to live by when the hard road looks like it may be ending at the beginning of a life precipice, and this is exactly where the hard road leads—ultimately to the optimal state of being—serenity, wisdom, and civility.
A perfect example of the hard road would be a three-day water-fast—resetting the biological batteries of life, mitochondria—where in a mere 72 hours, the human spirit runs a full gamut of emotion, as well as feeling throbbing pangs of hunger, burning in the belly, which is merely an extension of the human mind.
Acts such as these, challenge and improve ΩNE’s own life, sacrificing and persevering, which naturally sets up a definitive field of energy—inevitably leading to a more meaningful life experience—for no one has ever said at the end of the ephemeral life—wish I had spent more time at the company desk filling in someone else's dream.
By virtue of living in Japan, the hard road has also facilitated encounters with an eclectic cast of characters, and like most things in life, these encounters are ephemeral and mostly forgotten—except for a rare few.
As happenstance would have it, he who is only known as Tesla, came to the Land Of The Rising Son, and joined a business venture for a trio of years.
Quite the critter, after the project he then faded away—that is until—re-entered the atmosphere like a lightning bolt from the pristine clear blue sky.
Always ΩNE who loves giving and getting gifts, there was an unscheduled delivery from a large-scale on-line book retailer, and this curious recipient then proceeded to unpackaged this mystery order.
Delightfully surprised, a serendipitous timely arrival of an important book which actually served as a critical lifeline, during time of uncertainty and doubt.
The Road Less Travelled is a timeless classic, explaining what the hard road entails and how to get from here to there.
Life becomes more natural when boundaries are in place, and remaining in your spirit is the almighty notion of tough unconditional love.
Besides boundaries, this seminal example of how to navigate the nooks and crannies of life, unpacks mental illness, something that affects everyone’s life at one point, for certain here in the modern world.
Truly, due to the nature of the evolution of the Japanese, problems are swept away, and dark secrets are to be hidden away under lock and key.
As Morgan Scot Peck pointed out at the beginning of this life-guide—the tendency to avoid problems and the emotional suffering inherent in them is the primary basis for all human mental illness.
Known as masters of discipline, perhaps the Japanese can relate to the primary four disciplines as described by a seminal Occxie psychiatry professor, speaking from the grave as he passed away in 2005.
In the topsy-turvy modern world, clarity about how to live life, and the meaning of success is accompanied by a strict set of rules.
1: delay gratification
2: accept responsibility
3: dedication to truth
4: balance
It is through experience and maturation where the capacity to see the world and our place in it, essentially allows us to realistically determine our innate responsibility for ourselves and the greater world.
Such changes do not come without revving up ONE’s mental capacity, and the understanding that clinging to an outmoded view of reality is the foundation for mental illness.
This may pose a conundrum for the Japanese, as their culture and society are built up on hone and tatemae—the constructed reality to which everybody pays lip service—and this is a particularly sticky complication the Japanese face.
In the light of the massive looming mental health crisis in Japan—the following is critical to understand—mental health is an ongoing process of dedication to reality at all costs.
Really, who is up for never-ending stringent self-examination, if so, welcome to the meaning of life—the Beginning of Infinity—the hard road.
人生の旅を始める時、多くの人が困難な道と言える人生を歩むことを、意識的に決断するケースは稀でしょう。
私が1987年に日本に来たのは、実は簡単な選択でした。もし23歳の時に、カナダ政府公認の安全な場所に留まっていたら、あまりにも現実的に、囚われた一生を送ることが分かっていたからです。
異国情緒あふれる日本という目新しさは、来日八ヵ月後には消え去り、私はは一度だけホームシックにかかったことがあります。
英語のアルファベットに親しんできた私は、コミュニケーションシステムがはるかに複雑な国に移住したことで、耳が聞こえなくなり、口がきけなくなり、文盲になったことをまざまざと思い知らされたのでした。
日本語の読みの探求は、最初は克服不可能に思えたましたが、生活が進むにつれて、部首について、何気なく観察しているうちに、不思議と馴染んできました。
潜在意識が、ある種の神秘的な方法で悟りへの旅を導いてくれるようなことはありません。この場合は、物質的なドロドロの世界で、自身を鍛え上げるための、不屈の精神と忍耐を散りばめ、険しい道を通るのです。
この普遍的な真理は、常にそうであるように、困難な状況に陥ったときに内面化して呼び起こすべきものです。: 立ち止まらない限り、どんなにゆっくり進んでも構いません。
険しい道が人生の断崖絶壁の始まりで、終わりそうな時に生きるための言葉であり、これこそが険しい道の行き着く先なのです。
険しい道の完璧な例は、3日間の水断食でしょう。ミトコンドリアという生命の生物学的バッテリーをリセットし、わずか72時間の間に、人間の精神はあらゆる感情の範疇を駆け巡り、人間の心の延長である腹の中が焼けるような空腹感に襲われます。
このような行為は、私自身の人生に挑戦し、向上させ、犠牲と忍耐を強いることで、自然と決定的なエネルギーの場を設定し、必然的により有意義な人生経験へと導きます。
日本に住んで、険しい道のりを歩んできたおかげで、さまざまな人物との出会いもありました。
偶然にも、ある国のテスラと名乗る知らない男性が、「日出ずる国」を訪れました。そして帰国後の3年間、私はある事業に彼と一緒に参加しました。
プロジェクト終了後、彼は完全に消息不明になりました。しかし数年後の、私がすっかり忘れた頃に、澄み切った青空から稲妻のように大気圏に再突入してきたのです。
プレゼントを贈るのももらうのも大好きな私ですが、ある大型オンライン書店から予想外の配達がありました。
当初、彼からのプレゼントだと分からず、自身で頼んだと思ったくらい、絶妙なタイミングで届いた重要な本が、不安と疑問の中で私の心の支えとなったのです。
『The Road Less Travelled』は不朽の名作です。困難な道のりの意味と、ここからそこへ行く方法を説明しています。
境界線があることで人生は、より自然なものになり、自分の精神にとどまることは、頑強な無条件の愛という全能の概念になるでしょう。
境界線だけでなく、人生の隅々をどのように案内するかという典型的な例は、ここ現代社会で誰もが一度は確実に影響を受ける精神疾患についても解き明かしています。
日本人の進化の性質上、問題は一掃され、暗い秘密は鍵の下に隠されることになっているのが現実です。
モーガン・スコット・ペックがこのライフ・ガイドの冒頭で指摘したように、問題やそれに内在する感情的苦痛を避ける傾向は、人間の精神疾患の主な基盤なのです。
しつけの達人として知られる日本人は、2005年に他界した東洋医学の精神医学教授が、墓場から語った4つのしつけに共感できるのかもしれません。
この混乱した現代社会では、人生の生き方や成功の意味を明確にするために、厳格なルールが必要なのです。
1:満足を遅らせる
2:責任を受け入れる
3:真実への献身
4:バランス
経験や成熟を通じて、世界とその中での自分の居場所を見る能力を身につけることで、本質的に、自分自身とより大きな世界に対する生来の責任を現実的に判断できるようになります。
このような変化は、精神的能力を活性化させること無くもたらされるものではなく、時代遅れの現実観にしがみつくことが精神疾患の基礎であることを理解しなければならなりません。
日本人の文化や社会は「家」と「建前」の上に成り立っているため、これは日本人にとって難問でしょう。
日本におけるメンタルヘルスの危機を考える上で、次のことを理解することは非常に重要です。
人生の意味、無限の始まり、困難な道へようこそ。
Learn from the past, live in the present, plan for the future, as the old axiom so goes.
The Past: The origin of the necktie dates back to the 30 Years’ War (1618-1648), when the French hired mercenaries who wore traditional knotted kerchiefs as part of their uniform.
Towards the end of the war, these soldiers were being reviewed by French King Louis XIV, and during this inspection, the king noticed these kerchiefs, and as capricious children do—became infatuated with them.
From then on Louis began to adorn these kerchiefs himself at just seven years old, when this fickle immature boy made the necktie a mandatory accessory at royal gatherings.
When having a deeper ponder on the meaning of the necktie—remember its origins are due to a mandate of a long dead seven-year old boy—the reach of his influence stifling the spirit of the necktie tribes even now in this modern day.
Universal Truth: Western society has been pigeonholed to the notion of pointless fashion kitsch—conjured up by a juvenile boy-king on a sartorial whim—leading to the abject nonsensical notion of the necktie—the strangulation and compression of your airway.
Hint Mint: The opposite of strangulation is emancipation—here the outcome can only be binary—those who continue to accept strangulation and subjugation will continue to wither and die—those who choose to live as an autonomous sovereign individual will have selected life and what it means to actualise the notion of the free.
The Present: The next question would then have to be:
Would you like a mask of subservience with your necktie of subjugation?
Philosophically, both are meant to oppress (citizens) and strangulate (creativity), clearly the current controversial face-mask is simply a more recent novel form of subjugation in the unprecedented tyrannical tie-up with the omnipresent necktie—never forget, mandated by a long dead seven-year old boy—telling you what to do today.
The ubiquitous necktie is acutely associated with corporate identification, as we can see the throngs of business people running the modern industrial machine, which is simply a different system of vested-interest tribalism.
This is where the dictum of invisible task masters is carried out by the necktied class, often at the expense of a more practical and humanistic philosophy of a harmonic global society, founded upon social harmony and cohesion, which has already been enshrined in the original constitution—the foundation of Japan and the merging of East and West—evolving into Civilization 3.0.
Unsolicited Advice: Social cohesion can be achieved by invoking the innate notion of kaizen (incremental small improvements), while following the foundational protocol of the Japanese Way—Form Order Process.
The Future:
Conceivably the next shift in paradigm would be to annihilate this Gordian knot and emancipate your own clan from the mind numbing effects of stiff collars and tight knots suffocating life force—truly understand what it means to serve an invisible master—colouring the dreams and aspiration of someone else's life-book.
There is but one thing that remains immutable upon Earth today—the constant state of flux, reshuffling, and change—so the time has come now again, to remove the Shackles of the Past—emancipation from the whims of the deceased Frog boy king—enter the next state of ΩNE’s existence, and what this means for clan, community, and you.
過去から学び、現在に生き、未来に備えましょう。
歴史:ネクタイの起源は30年戦争(1618~1648年)に遡ります。フランスの傭兵らは、制服の一部として伝統的な結び目のあるカーチーフを着用していました。
戦争末期、傭兵たちはフランス国王ルイ14世に閲兵されました。その際に国王は、このカーチーフに目を留め、気まぐれな子供のように夢中になりました。
それ以来、ルイはわずか7歳にして、自らこのカーチーフを身につけるようになり、この気まぐれな未熟児は、王室での集まりには、ネクタイをアクセサリーと着用することを義務付けました。
あなたがネクタイを締める時、その起源が遠い昔に死んだ、7歳の少年の命令によるものであることを思い出して下さい。
普遍の真実: 西洋社会は、少年王が気まぐれに思いついた、無意味で悪趣味なファッション・キッチュという概念に囲い込まれています。
ヒント・ミント: 絞殺の反対は解放です。結果は二者択一しかなく、絞殺と服従を受け入れ続ける者は枯れ続け、死ぬでしょう。自律した主権者として生きることを選ぶ者は、人生と、自由という概念を実現することの意味を選択することになります。
現在 次の質問はこうです:
服従のネクタイと一緒に、服従のマスクはいかがですか?
哲学的には、どちらも市民を抑圧し、創造性を絞め殺すためのものですが、現在論争の的になっているフェイスマスクは、遍在するネクタイと結びついた、前例のない専制的な服従の、より新しい形態に過ぎません。
どこにでもあるネクタイは、現代の産業機械を動かしているビジネスマンの群れを見ればわかるように、企業に縛り付けられていることと鋭く結びついています。
そこでは、目に見えない独裁的な機嫌の悪い上司が、ネクタイを締めた階級によって実行され、多くの場合、社会の調和と結束を基礎とする調和的なグローバル社会という、より現実的で人間主義的な哲学が犠牲になっています。この哲学は、すでに原始憲法に謳われており、日本の基礎であり、文明3.0へと進化する東洋と西洋の融合です。
勝手にアドバイス社会の結束は、日本流の基本的な手順である「型」「秩序」「過程」に従いつつ、生来の「改善」の概念を呼び起こすことで達成できます。
未来: 次の節目では、生命力を窒息させる硬い首輪や固い結び目の、精神的麻痺から自分の一族を解放することです。
What is the first thing that comes to mind when pondering the word—ideogram or hieroglyphic?
Perhaps a happy family sitting around after dinner reminiscing about the most recent mammoth hunt—pondering the meaning of life—reflecting on the hand-drawn pictures—etched onto the cave wall—dancing to the rhythm of the flickering light of the primordial cooking fire by the beaming lights of the full moon.
In early encounters with the written Japanese language, the perception of such complex pictograms was considered hieroglyphical in nature, and these curious characters carried with them the perception of abstruse symbology and characteristics embodying an intricate communication system.
Perhaps when first seeing some of the more, well, shall we say stroke intensive characters, these curious attributes may very well be referred to by the uninitiated as hieroglyphics.
For those cultivated under the 26-letter alphabet soup used as the communication mechanism of English, the initial shock upon discovering Japanese students must go through 2,136 mandatory characters at the behest of the Ministry of Edification can not be denied.
With each passing school year the characters become increasingly complex, articulating each Japanese citizen with the characteristics of Rising Son citizenry, indelibly etching the spirit of the Mother tongue onto Japanese as they progress under the weight of this magnificent communication protocol.
By far the oldest continuously used writing system, kanji are now officially referred to simply as characters—as in each having distinct characteristics, in particular, when used in the combination of 4-characters compounds, have the deep reach of non-verbal communication embedded within their complexity.
If contemplated properly, these delightful communication characters provide deep insight into the cryptic mind and way of the Japanese.
Remember, language is a concept and gaining fluency is the key to a more broad, deep and rich Earthling experience—in particular when internalizing a reading/writing system from an esoteric galaxy, remarkably far away from the spectrum of ΩNE’s Mother tongue—the lingua franca of the constructed Earth-world—English.
The Japanese system possesses a critical advantage in the rapidly evolving world—when reading Japanese at an advanced level, the true nature of the Japanese and their innate notion of Form Order Process will be revealed over time as ΩNE's Japanese ability advances.
These characters encompass a concise way to relay complex ideas and elaborate concepts, leading them to be profoundly useful in one of the most extraordinary communication tools of any language—4-character-compounds.
Like a treasure trove of undiscovered valuable objects, some were already familiar as a matter of linguistic practicality—all literate Japanese know what ‘in ga ō hō’ means.
「因果[destiny]」「応報[punishment]」in ga ō hō= divine retribution
Combining destiny with punishment is certain to result in divine retribution.
These master-linguistic-pieces are unvarnished nuggets of wisdom, possessing real power, entrusted with significant meaning, and ability to act as a guide to a practical and commonsensical way of life.
Here is a 4-character-compound admonishing the disciple to learn from the past while creating a desired future:
「温故[warm past]」「知新[new knowledge]」 on ko chi shin = the old new again
As one view the past warmly, new knowledge is born.
Remember the importance of loved ones through thick and thin—edifying each other—building close-knit communities—realising each day is a miracle unto itself—containing ΩNE’s own true and pure destiny—from moment to moment—in the abstruse notion of space and time.
「合縁[loving relation]」「奇縁[miracle of fate]」 ai en ki en = relationship by a strange quirk of fate
What’s not to love about a relationship that happened by a strange quirk of fate?
One can also find the cold and unforgiving truth of two headstrong adversaries going head to head in the octagon of dogma and ideology, and this is where the solemn grave declaration of a final death match, and winner take all is declared—very primitive and savage indeed.
「不倶[cannot bear]」「戴天[under heaven]」fu gu tai ten = this town ain’t big enough for both of us
When those who can not bear the notion of each other under the same heaven, we have here ourselves a common scenario—this town ain’t big enough for both of us.
The flexibility of these charming 4-character-compounds is vast—ΩNE can even make up a unique story on the spur of the moment—just like the other day.
Thinking about the wonderful synergy between an old buddy, Zachariah, and the ancient Andean Columbia God of the Quimbaya culture (900-1200 CE).
「強大 [mighty]」kyōdai「兄弟[brethren]」kyō dai kyō dai = timeless power mates
There is nothing like a formidable team of mighty brethren from distant places and time spaces embodying true power mates.
These old mates are reunited once again upon Earth’s sacred soil —their brotherly power now amped up to meet the challenges of modern day stupidity, and the ever fatal partners in villainy—ignorance and poverty.
In fact, these prodigious 4-character-compounds are brimming with rich messages embedded into each one—mini fables worthy of note—untold-stories for the edification of all—with unconditional love.
Perhaps one day someone will create an animation with the main theme being prodigious 4-character compounds—to be sure, this can no longer be deferred and the notions of an animation has now been set into full-blown motion—reflecting upon Hardcore History, inform the present, and guide our future with the steady hands of reason, encountering a whole host of unique, bizarre, and eccentric characters:
Welcome to The Big Girl—worlds created according to wife
Not everyone fits into the same mould, or allows the mind to be infected with mold—the age of customization of edification is now permeating throughout Earth.
Nothing quite like an incendiary device to spark ΩNE’s thirst for knowledge—those fortunate to have had a mentor/disciple relationship understands exactly what this means.
Traditional education structures which had served to modernize Earth into a globalized world, has now reached the end of its cycle—no longer serving the future.
Taking a page from the great Meiji Education reformer Mori Arinori, it is now once again time to reconfigure education—in this new paradigm known as—Enlightened Edification.
Mori Arinori—entry into Earth atmosphere—August 23, 1847—anointed to reform and rejuvenate the Japanese education system—founded upon a visionary mixture of stylized Western and Eastern edification protocol, resulting in a nation of literate, highly motivated citizenry—forging Civilization 3.0.
Born into the Satsuma clan twenty-one years before the 1868 Meiji Restoration ended the Tokugawa Shogun’s rule, very few Japanese could have ever foreseen such an abrupt end to over two centuries of peace, or the crucial role the Satsuma clan would play in the transition to Westernized Industrialization.
Moral education in a modern society, as Mori perceived, consisted of close horizontal relationships between people free from religious dogma or other philosophy.
Mutually beneficial relations between individuals means domestic peace—otherwise, society would always be in conflict, was the dialed-in frequency of his intellectualized intuition.
Indeed, friendship is one of the most cherished characteristics of Japanese society, in what Mori considered a positive element when comparing Japanese to Western societies.
Truly, he considered friendliness the essential ingredient of the teacher’s disposition—it was the duty of the teacher to nurture mutual assistance based on friendship.
A teacher’s worth should not be judged from the perspective of the subject matter being taught, but valued according to the human disposition—reflected in the following three traits:
素直 (sunao)—obedience—faithfully following the regulations of the school and the instructions of the principle.
貫禄 (kanroku)—dignity—instilling a sense of self respect to undergo the rigors of training while developing character.
親愛 (shinai)—friendship—the process of cultivating good manners among human beings.
A pragmatic visionary, he recognized the right of teachers to hold personal religious and political beliefs, while warning it was unethical for teachers to impart any personal belief-systems to their students.
Mori also advocated replacing Japanese with English as the national language while suggesting a dual-track school system.
First and foremost is the consequently important mandatory discipline of moral education in the earlier grades, instilling social cohesion and the notion to serve each other.
The higher levels of education were devoted to scientific studies based on principles of academic freedom, where the more adept student would progress as a matter of society’s flow.
In order for Japan to advance, Mori believed the Japanese language should be used in ordinary daily life, and English utilized in school, as it was better suited for scientific studies.
Clearly this vision for Japan was far ahead of the times—imagine what the world would have looked like today, had Japan been a bilingual nation at the outset of the Meiji Restoration.
Within the scope of educational reform, Mori called for loyalty to the state in order for Japan to compete successfully in the international arena.
He was acutely aware that people in the West united in the defense of their Nation State when threatened—regardless of social or religious backgrounds.
Here, the major unsolved problem of the nascent industrial education system for the Japanese was how to develop a sense of nationalism through the schools, without resorting to indoctrination.
For nurturing patriotism and the love of country, Mori turned to the historic symbolism the Japanese Imperial system—long reigning for well over 2,500 years of succession.
Further to his enlightened insight, he grasped the fundamental and critical Universal Truth—no group of people has ever been uniformly endowed with intelligence, morality, and physical development.
In order to protect the weak from the strong, societies make laws, which evolve as human intelligence improves—this is in harmony with the innate Japanese notion of gradual, incremental improvement (kaizen).
Since human inequalities will always exist, some limited form of government must be designed to serve all citizenry.
Mori felt Japanese culture also contained characteristics superior to those of Western societis, specifically fraternal love and paternalism.
Western individualism debases the culture into a form of utilitarianism, whereas the ties that bind Japanese society is based on mutual affection and consideration for others.Mori also held the deep conviction about the progress of Japan being depended upon two historical pillars—broad support for the Imperial tradition—independence from foreign colonial control.
These two factors would enable Japan to progress by absorbing foreign elements in the modernization process while maintaining the nation’s cultural identity.
Despite the considerably harsh criticism of Mori’s values by traditionalists, his structure for education remained essentially in place until the postwar era.
The future of Human Civilization is clearly build upon understanding Hardcore History in the context of a constructed world, as the Japanese continue to build our nation forward, founded upon a true reflection of Japanese heritage, while internalizing all historic Edification Events—now a distant past.
The visionary Mori Arinori's divine aspiration for the edification of the Japanese has been reawakened, compelling them to build a model society for all on Earth—look—learn—be.
1939年9月18日、筆者の最愛の義母である安田榮子が地球大気圏に突入した時代の、無垢な少女の驚異的な忍耐に深く思いを馳せずにはいられません。
榮子の幼児期には、1942年にハーバード大学の秘密研究所で開発されたナパーム弾という新しい征服と死の道具によって、榮子の街はアメリカの戦争機械によって焼き尽くされました。これが東京大空襲と呼ばれるものです。
4万トン以上のナパーム焼夷弾が日本の主要都市に降り注ぎ、この特別な死と破壊の道具は、日本の文明基盤全体を消滅させようとする試みの失敗で、特に日本の民家を破壊するために設計されました。
太平洋戦争について、アメリカの死の商人、カーティス・ルメイの永遠に残る悪言があります。
「我々は日本人を殺すことは、全く苦にならない」
「もし戦争に負けていたら、我々は全員、戦争犯罪人として訴追されていただろう」
これらの欧米の軍産複合体の本質を反映し、他の生活様式や文明を破壊し殺戮するという彼らの狂気の哲学は、堕落した戦争屋が掲げる目的が、今や公式に自由とデマとして宣言されているように、衰えることなく続いているのです。
GHQが日本の民間人に行った世界初の核兵器による大虐殺を、母なる地球が体験し、その結果、ハードコア史の特定の時代において、陽気な過渡期の日本国家が制圧された時、榮子は、わずか5歳でした。
太平洋戦争終結後、約二年も経ってから榮子の父榮治は生きて帰還することができました。榮子と榮子の母はとても幸運でした。しかし安田榮治の優しい魂は、あの戦争ので深く傷ついたことでしょう。
幸いなことに、その後、榮子の家族は逞しく、父は家業を興し、当時としては珍しく、三人兄弟の年少者の長女の榮子を、女子大学に入学させることがでました。
筆者が地球に降り立つ、1963年のわずか前年、1962年(昭和37年)に大学を卒業した榮子は、日本文学を専攻していました。これが私が榮子を文学ママと呼ぶ由来です。
文武両道で温厚な榮子は、大学で当時の文豪たちから講義を受けることができたのでした。
「コタンの口笛」で有名な石森延男や、日本文化に多大な功績を残した草野心平など、日本文学の巨匠たちから直接講義でインスピレーションを受けたのです。
現在の榮子は、今だに日本語の理解力が高いだけでなく、麻雀の腕もよく、横浜近郊でソウルメイトである女友達と毎週集まり、83歳という若さと元気で、活気に満ち足りた生活を送っています。
私はいつも、日本語の難しい言葉や、決まり文句が大好きなのですが、次のような古くからの格言は、日々、真実味を帯びてきます:
「生徒の準備が整えば、教師は現れる」
元少年は、このような前代未聞の機会に選ばれたことを、大変光栄に思っています。和気あいあいとした、そしてとてもパワフルな文学ママの膝元で悟りのイベントを受け、彼女の知恵を吸収し、文学ママの個人講義を受け、第二世代のような形で、日本の偉大な文学者たちの指導を受け継ぎます。
啓蒙特集: 文学ママの、父親の戦争からの帰還、戦時中の食糧事情、現美智子皇太后殿下との出会いが、肉声で収録されています。
One can not help but to reflect deeply upon the extraordinary durability of an innocent girl—Yasuda Eiko, this author’s beloved Mother-in-law—entry into Earth’s atmosphere—September 18, 1939.
A truly merciless beginning to say the least, during Ms. Yasuda’s toddlerhood, her city was incinerated by the American war machine, using a brand new instrument of subjugation and death; napalm—developed in a secret laboratory at Harvard University in 1942.
Over 40,000 tons of napalm incendiary devices were rained upon all major Japanese cities, and this particular instrument of death and destruction was specifically designed to destroy Japanese civilian houses in the failed attempt to annihilate the entire Japanese civilised foundation.
The Pacific Crusades are reflected in the immortal words of the All American Death Merchant Curtis LeMay.
—“Killing Japanese never bothered me”—
—“If we'd lost the war, we'd all have been prosecuted as war criminals”—
These statement continue to reflect the true nature of the Western Industrial Military Complex—their maniacal philosophy of destruction and carnage of other ways of life and civilization continues unabated as the depraved warmongers stated objective—now officially declared—FreeDumb & Demagoguery.
Ms. Yasuda was just 5 years-old when Mother Earth experienced the world’s first nuclear holocaust perpetrated by the GHQ upon Japanese civilians, thereby eventually subduing the frisky transitional Japanese nation in that particular epoch of Hardcore History.
Ms. Yasuda was so very fortunate to see her father once again upon his return from the Pacific Crusade—having dodged the proverbial bullet—the gentle soul of Yasuda Eiji—also a victim of circumstance of that day.
Fortunately for the young Ms. Yasuda, the resilience of her family shone brightly, their family rebuilding to such a degree they were able to send their only daughter to matriculate at the Showa Women’s University, a rare event in light of the situation of that day.
Graduating in 1962—a year before the author of this article entered Earth’s atmosphere in ’63—she obtain a degree in Japanese literature—thus dignifying the apt moniker—Bungaku Mama.
A highly literate woman full of warmth and knowledge, she received lectures from some of the literary luminaries of the time.
Receiving inspirational guidance from such towering Japanese literary figures such as Ishimori Nobuo, renowned for Kotan no Kuchibue, and the likes of Kusano Shinpei, a seminal poet who was also recognized for distinguished service to the culture of Japan.
Not only is her comprehension of Japanese language extensive, she is also a highly skilled mahjong player—meeting weekly with her girlfriends who are also soul-mates—living a full vibrant life in the suburbs of Yokohama—83 years-young, spirited, and spry.
One has always been a huge fan of pithy drivel and banal platitudes—thus, the following age-old adage rings daily so ever true:
—when the student is ready the teacher appears—
This wayward boy is so highly honoured to have been chosen for this unprecedented opportunity to receive Enlightenment Events at the knee of the congenial, and oh so powerful Bungaku Mama—internalizing her nuggets of wisdom—while receiving personal lectures from some of the greatest Japanese literary figures—via Bungaku Mama tutelage—in a second generational kind of way.
Enlightenment Event:The following recording contains the firsthand account of Bungaku Mama’s father's return from war, the food situation during the war, and her personal encounter with Crown Princess Michiko.
Alice Mabel Bacon—entry into Earth’s atmosphere—February 26, 1858—American East-Coastian daughter of a Victoria era college professor—Alice Bacon was called to Material Sludge duty during Meiji Restoration.
At the end of Sakoku 1.0—Bakufu Matsu period—Japanese civilization was encouraged to initiate industrialization—the dominant spawn egged on from the Age of Reason—from where the irreproachable Alice Mabel Bacon came.
Ms. Bacon is truly a remarkable figure in the spectrum of Enlightened Education—reflecting her altruistic pedagogical notion—enlightened Emerita Professor, in alliance with Tsuda Umeko having created a powerhouse civilized union.
Two foundational women responsible for wedding the Age of Reason to the sacred Japanese Way—two pure hearts beating as the ΩNE catalyst—stoking evolution of human edification—embodying the notion of kaizen—incrementally enhancing life in all—ban butsu.
If ever in doubt where to start a story, or anything for that matter, start from the Beginning Again.
In 1872 Mori Arinori, an influential figure on the Iwakura Mission, selected Alice‘s family as one of the earliest examples of an overseas homestay.
In this particular instance, a twelve-year-old Japanese student of the Meiji Restoration, (Yamakawa Sutematsu) was united with her puritanical sisterly brethren, Alice Mabel Bacon representative of the burgeoning North American Union.
Keep in mind, this was the Genesis of Civilization 3.0—when the Meiji government sent five girls for an overseas excursion + edification as part of the Legendary Iwakura Mission.
ΩNE can only surmise as to the wonders these girls felt for each other—marvelling at their distinctively bifurcated cultures—revealed via the love of edification and learning—illuminated over the fleeting notion of a single decade—in essence merely an ephemeral rhyme.
Undoubtedly, this exclusive insider knowledge into the mind of a Japanese Meiji era teenager prepared Alice Bacon for the coming superlative experiences—forging Alice Bacon’s legacy as the Occxie counterpart to Tsuda Umeko—visionaries of Feminine Erudition—revealed through pathways inside the spectrum of the exalted and sublime.
In 1888, Bacon Sensei manifested Grace in the form of an invitation to Japan, originating from her homestay bosom-buddy, Princess Oyama Sutematsu, with a CC to her Spirit-Sister Tsuda Umeko, and when ask to come, Alice stated unequivocally “Yes, I can.”
Her initial excursion was as a language instructor at Gakushuin Women's School, where for the first time she saw with her own two eyes—in what has been described by another Meiji luminary by the name of Patrick Hearn: Fairyland.
Did Bacon Sensei have one iota of an inkling, she and her spiritual sister Aunty Umeko would resolve into ΩNE unified prodigious Women Educator shining beams of light into the darkness of ignorance and mental poverty—extension of knowledge—edification into ban butsu—with humility, dignity, and boundless civilized reach.
Unequivocally, her inaugural experience of Japan was a profoundly formative ΩNE—observing the idiosyncratic nature of Japanese society—the manifestation of most curiously profound communal notions—in actuality, standard protocol of the Japanese.
What did Japanese society look like in the year of Meiji 21—through the baby-blue eyes of this Occxie Puritanical Girl—the anointed ΩNE.
The Way of the Japanese seemed quite shocking at first, for dear Alice Bacon was raised as a nondenominational puritanical Christian.
For certain there were times when Alice undoubtably felt a little bewildered on the initial trip—for this exquisite fairyland is certainly reminiscent of a novel by Lewis Carrol—whose main character, as a matter of fact, and just like beloved Alice Bacon, also had a marvellous trip inside a metaphysical surreal wonderland.
Truth be known—through understanding the consequence of Alice Bacon’s lifework—ΩNE has come to appreciate her having successfully transcended the withering notion of monotheism.
Through the serendipity of having been spiritually enriched much more deeply she thought possible, if not for her visceral experiences in this series of islands that is called Japan.
The fundamental innate notion of the Japanese embodies Infinite Truth—the notion of ban butsu—life in all.
The Japanese archipelago is favored with a plethora of hot springs due to the volatile volcanic nature of her geography.
Since the beginning of time, communal bathing is standard operating procedure inside the community of Japan.
Imagine the East Coastian American girl, stripped of her wear naked and vulnerable—her spirit and soul laid bare, in the women’s bath—where she was to share Japanese style cleanliness, with her Japanese compatriots in the mysterious hinyari chilly night air.
Perhaps this is where the feminine Alice discovered and embraced her authentic corporeal tendency, while soaking up the uncanny Japanese notion—the genuine Meaning of Love.
Several years later, in April 1900, Bacon Sensei was invited back to Japan to help establish the Joshi Eigaku Juku, the forerunner of Tsuda University, then, finally returning to her ancestral home of Connecticut in the spring of 1902—exiting Earth’s atmosphere—May 1, 1918.
Bacon Sensei’s divine mission-accomplished was the successful merging of her puritanical soul and the spirit of Aunty Umeko fruiting into modern Japan—the creator of Civilization Three.
It is a rare mammal fortunate enough to have been assigned to such an extraordinary mother, whose name is Maggie May—time of entry into Earth’s atmosphere—August 24, 1940.
Growing through childhood, ΩNE saw Maggie May as somewhat of a normal kind of Occidental mother.
Raised by the dainty and sweet-meek Christina Primrose Addison, and her deeply self-matriculated spouse Alistair Kean Richardson in a large city, and then in a pristine area of Northern British Columbia.
The summers were divine, like fine delicious Shuswap Wine, but the penalty for these snippets of paradise was extremely harsh winters.
Undoubtably, several months in a row of Arctic-like temperature with the numbers far far below the Celsius freezing point, which in case ya’ll didn’t know, is set to ZERO.
Deep within her was an eloquent survival mechanism—forge in a small cottage, with a wooden stove, and an outhouse for relief—what’s for breakfast today Chrissy—oh, same old porridge, again and again.
Maggie May had droves of trials and tribulations to scrutinize her fortitude and resolve, along with the subconscious desire to forge a new destiny for her Clan, thus Maggie May is among the greatest leaders of any Awesome Fam.
Always introspective and judicious in her motherly duties, she was so very comforting when a downtrodden elementary 3rd grade student came crying home from school.
A drooling government employee was having a bad hair and foul breath day, taking it out on a random victim in an abominable way.
Hint٩(♡ε♡ )۶Mint
This is know as yatsu atari.
If ΩNE is looking to advance in any meaningful way, always best to avoided yatsu atari like the plague—for if not doing so—consider yourself like the plague, but worse—to be dealt with accordingly—smothered in warm-sticky-gooey—fuzzy-tree-hugging—deep-seated-judicious—notion of exacting unconditional Love.
Whether divine intervention or pure coincidence, the powerful Way of Maggie May came into full play—in this momentous instance, Maggie May also happened to be Chairperson of the local school-board for several years, including on that particular day.
At the end of the Mal Matriculation school year—this han-men-kyō-shi (poor-example-do-not-follow) was sent along into another dead-end hallway—good riddance to parasites was the marching order of that day.
Was this due to Maggie May’s clout pulling strings behind the scenes when she was out and about—one thing to make absolutely clear—for all those who need to hear—this scenario is highly unlikely, as nepotistic usage of power is simply not the Maggie May Way.
Maggie May was always of the mind to talk things through—just between me and you—she always made sense on cue—verbally in a charming way—when her immature children went astray.
That was until the water-balloon play day ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ
At 10¢ a pop, there’s nothing quite like a two-story drop—launch pad being little sisters innocent double bed alongside the windowsill—harbinger of a ghastly inevitable mega flop, in other words—slooshy slop.
After observing Maggie May diligently cleaning and scrubbing the house, in anticipation of city relatives arriving that day—the rebellious mega water balloon acted like an out of control buffoon—deciding to bequeath its watery treasure to little sisters now soggy soaked mattress, that fateful, and meaningful day.
This one off occasion is where she decided to remind her fine son, via a hand carved maple wooden spoon, containing tart stings, to emphasize and internalize the folly of this clandestine mischievous behaviour of water-balloon fun.
Each of the seven sharp reminders was iterated poignantly by the sting of the spoon—she made it crystal clear—valid reasons for ΩNE’s well deserved tears, and what exactly she thought, of the tragic tale of the wayward water-balloon, and its accomplice—a 10-year-old mini-buffoon.
1—please
2—do
3—not
4—do
5—that
6—ever
7—again
Then, ΩNE was sent away for a deeper ponder and wilderness wander, therefore, thank you kindly Maggie May—sometimes tough love facilitates edification, thus growth into a more rounded humanistic way.
What about Chip On Shoulder ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
The notion of Chip On Shoulder is something Maggie May rejects outright—urging all Other to quickly do the same.
Incessant churring of unpleasant murky past narration, remains the antithesis of the benevolent heart and rock solid constitution—the unshakable foundation of the Maggie May Way.
The past cannot be changed, yet there is freedom to think about life in a different style, sharper angle, a different perspective—how about starting to love ONESELF—a unique Infinite journey—start now today.
For it was her beloved husband, and the situation from whence he came—he soothed his weary and restless soul using the common protocol of medicating emotional suffering with large amounts of alcohol.
In order to properly mitigate this niggling issue, and as the family glue, she took it upon herself to study alcoholism from a practical self-matriculated point of view.
Over the next 10 years, starting with correspondence and night classes at Okanagan college, she then graduated from a prestigious university, a phycologist with the authoritative power and fortitude to understand those who are suffering, and bring the past to heal.
Not all mammals are honoured to have such an exemplary example—seeing ΩNE’s mother retreat upstairs after long days—more countless hours at her simple desk—deep inside the nooks of books—whisking her to Infinity Space—vision for the human race—the Muse dictating the pathways of faith.
Not to say the word proud out loud, as pride always comes before the fall from vainglory.
However, in this miraculous instance, the truth must be told, this boy wandering in the Land Of The Rising Son, could not be more honoured to have originated from her sublime DNA—her divine notion of self-matriculation intrinsic motion— inculcated at the benevolent knee of sweet Maggie May.
Bonus(≧∀≦)Balls
Talk to a stranger (^o^)/
One of the most important lessons at the knee of Maggie May, was the Emotion Notion to engage with strangers, establishing channels while modulating the Universal Love Frequency—the ΩNE truth of humanity.
The Way starts upon entry into Mother Earth’s atmosphere—whenever, whoever, wherever the hanafuda ΩNE has been dealt may lay.
The first in a series of hands to be played out over and over again—welcome to the gamification of life—Bet On Yourself
Traditions throughout the globe are as varied as a boat load of Delights of the Sea—formulating all society—materializing mundane earthly instances—functioning as harbingers of Earth’s future—ΩNE only needs to open up and look around—with the intention and desire to see.
The evolution of Japanese society saw this cloistered nation— formulated by a strictly enforced meticulous class structure—birthing into the Meiji Restoration—creating a most miraculous and significant events within all of recorded Hardcore History.
This is where Japan innately industrialized their nation, showing the world Japanese people’s constitution—sending out the Iwakura Mission currying friendly relations with the industrial powers of that day.
Regardless of the inevitable growing pains during the coming-of-age ceremony—now understood to be the birth of Civilization No. 3—the nation of Japan having never wavered from its foundational principals of Form Order Process.
Unbeknownst fact to Others—Japan is united by the notion of Universal Oneness—evidenced by the successful creation of this Declaration of Interdependence—hereby enshrining the tenets of Civilization 3.0—further advancing common humanity—absent of racial superiority—null and void of dogma leading to the subjugation of others—which in essence is the foundation of inequity.
Check the following declaration for a self-reflective mirror check and see if any of these items reflect back to resonate and reverberate deep inside of thee.
DECLARATION OF INTERDEPENDENCE All pathway of success lies on the Road Less Traveled, while letting the Muse loose, creating ΩNE’s own Way and a fascinatingly unique place under the Sun.
Must have been somewhat rough—growing up as a hybrid-compound in rural Japan—entering Mother Earth’s atmosphere—May 20, 1993—same day the author of this article, turned into a baby father—in essence—rebirth of man.
Thirty-earthly-years, may seem like a vast ocean of tears—it is not—time is measured in the blinking of ΩNE’s eye—think you not?
Early days inside the countryside of Way-Station No. 9—also known as Yamato-#9-Prime, anomalies such as these, floating around in the mist of Earth Unit—Japan!
Universal )^o^( Truth For the most part, Japanese islanders entertain no notion of the significance of Other DNA—hybrid-compounding—into the Japanese Way. It is here, there, and everywhere in rarified air, Leo禅Zen and his compatriots are still today referred to as half (ハフ).
Crystal (´◒`) Clarity
ΩNE has never hypothesized this terminology to be any sort of derogatory slur—whatsoever ( ✌︎'ω')✌︎
Compound one half Japanese to one half of Another—equals wholeness—perhaps even Infinite ΩNE —binding two sublime halves—paradoxically creating Each Other.
Over organic evolution—Japanese linguistic protocol—unfamiliar foreign materials must be rendered into カタカナ(katakana)—in order for these peculiar concepts to become of any use to the Japanese at all ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶
These were unique challenges and obstacles, in order for him to grow.
For even though he was accepted in kindergarten as a valuable friend, it was at this early stage of age, where that fantasy came to an abrupt end.
Establishment of the Clan house, to put down deeper roots, was away from Leo禅Zen comfort zone, sideways from his original school.
It is here where the dichotomy of cultures left ΩNE in septic shock, beginning of the slow decline, in the partnership with the other half of Leo禅Zen.
Originally the first 4-ji-jukugo, ΩNE become acquainted, was the noble notion—good (ryō)-wife (sai)-wise (ken)-mother (bo) (良妻賢母).
This particular mothering style was quickly recognized to have downshifted from wise to sometimes merely good.
Confusion often abounded, falling into isolated loneliness and rarely, yet sometimes, abject despair—living a life absent of good wife, and all the more distressing, less of a partner, companion, or even that of a friend ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ
It was here at the beginning of the new school year, where the mindset of stubbornness and inflexibility was recognized to have truly begun.
What would be the point of changing schools—as each day ΩNE went the same way of Leo禅Zen's previous school?
A simple drop off—chance to bond—showing him his father is always there for him—staunch Clan and unflinching friend.
Alas, this was not the case, for he had to endured the icy embrace, of serious bullying in his third year of elementary school.
This is nothing new—most of us must go through—revelation of the human condition to be unkind, and even more so—extremely cruel.
For it was there, in commoners' air—lurked the most bogus notion—random corporal punishment—to be meted out liberally—for the virtue of being—perceived as something that is different.
The secret card found in the country-house yard happened to be high-level karate skills ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ
In all instances such as these, the Clan eradicates all parasites, leaches, and disease—fair and square—drawing a phacken crystal clear line in proverbial sand.
After that atrocious year, Leo禅Zen returned to his roots—reuniting with his kindergarten tribe, and the school he loved and knew.
Over the next few years, there were far fewer tears, having mitigated the unpleasantness of a common human condition—that is—until next time.
Hurry home, was the entreat, for there is trouble in the wind—ΩNE's immediately presence is necessary—here and now.
Upon arrival to ΩNE's home chair—also was there—vice principal, an even worse excuse of a teacher, some random Japanese man with his son—as well as a very downcast and desponded Leo禅Zen.
The cigarette burns upon his arm, caused this foreign father distressing alarm—invoking the sharp visceral internal response—stoic samurai composure—reflecting Japanese societal protocols, and ancient structured class behaviour as expected to be drawn on from within.
This sort of unpleasant physical harm, heals quickly in youth like a charm—yet emotional scars—may or may not last a lifetime—dependent upon ΩNE's fortitude and attitude—mercifully leaving Leo禅Zen with no permanent mental damage, nor psychological harm.
Looking back in perspective—life in the Land Of The Rising Son was relatively full of joy—sprinkled with harmony—imbedded innately with deep sense of humour—originating anciently from Leo禅Zen Clan. Quick witted cynicism, along with quips, puns, and verse-like limericks is a Universal Truth residing within this discombobulated family—Humour Is Glue, and as always...life goes on.
His love and respect for the culinary delights of the Japanese cuisine Way—started when he was encased in the ombu himo—on his fathers back, united at the counter of a really cool sashimi store.
Here is where he first venture into the world of umi no sachi, in this case, the delights of the sea were his first taste fresh raw salmon eggs, so delighted that he asked me for okawari, again and again.
Imagine Leo禅Zen's surprise—waking up rubbing the sleep from his eyes, having just landed at a Magical Kingdom—smack dab in the middle—of a metropolis—somewhere, sometime in place known as Planet Japan.
It was at the tender age of just 15, where Leo禅Zen optioned the major fork in his road bifurcating his life into his own scene.
Here as a fresh young man, with fortitude, deep-seated constitution, and balls of steel, is where he choose his own destiny, as a rarity and the Real Deal.
Fifteen years of childhood in Japan, next 15 in some other land—welcome to a harsher version of your first iteration of life in Japan—your roots now transcend cultural divides—having been forged by adversity—into ΩNE who is empathetic, true, and judicially kind.
Here is a heartfelt shoutout, not only to the brilliant visionary artist—replete as Leo禅Zen—right here, a hearty cheer—to all compound hybrids—wherever on earth—shifting and binding our commonality—pioneering the next generation—furthering civilization, and what it means to be a human being.
It is here at the end, where ΩNE now sends—this loving memo to my fine son Leo禅Zen. You were consummated, thus consecrated into your ancient Clan as together we embrace the sanctity of the commonality within human life.
Decisions, decisions, decisions—daily routine—until Earthly Exit—material finality—ΩNE’s singularity of material incarnation—inside an ephemeral instance within the notion of time.
In a simpler manifestation of chemicals and meat, echos of Material Sludge Pioneer—Henry Ford, who observed the world from within early industrialization of material, which to him happened to look like a Model T—in much more stark, dreary, and dark conditional restrictions.
Any customer can have a car painted any colour he wants—as long as it's black. Now that’s an easy decision to fake & bake(^o^)/*
Inside the nascent Age of Reasonableness is exactly where—we now program and pronoun you a trans-human life—a piece of Nouveau Sludge—only to be subjugated into servitude of the parasite, and a false dichotomy lurking in the Paradox of Choice.
Often failure to make rational choices is met with little consequence nor repercussions—in other instances, it is most certainly not.
A most successful basketball players to ever walk the talk, offered up a worthy philosophy to put into practical use, kind of like a guidebook, analogous to decision support.
Once a decision has been made, it is not necessary to think about it ever again—Don’t Touch It.
Have been embedded in the Way-Station No. 9 command for over more than ΩNE Half Time—here is the conclusion of the day (☻-☻)
Sometime consensus must give away, to a more practical approach to say—the protocol of Do or Don’t.
Sometimes do—sometimes don’t—the notion of procrastination, and its bosom buddy—vacillation, will continue to withhold all critical Advancement Keys.
When one is feeling dumpy and plump—midriff reflecting stress as a bump—in all practicality the correct choice made for thee—for in the mirror, it crystal clear, the Compound Effect of ΩNE’s life decisions, thought to have been autonomously made.
Unsolicited ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ AdviceListen to the innate wisdom of the old ladies of Okinawa when they say—hara hachibu (腹八分) is solely the longevity way.
Then again, more often than not, just cut the phacken Gordian Knot, and let the hanafuda fall where they may.
Speaking of the factual notion of destiny, this phenomena occurs everywhere, to anyone, inside of anywhere, and all more importantly—innately.
Goran kudasai (have a look) at this Serendipitous Match, courtesy of Lady Muse—so far out of the blue it seems so surreal—a love story kind of like fiction, except true and real.
In the Fork In Road scene—The Big Girl was searching with heartfelt care—where there, she just happened to have innately discovered the One Click fish, a delectable prime dish—also know as cybersensei—emancipating this wandering boy from the dreary drudge within Primordial Material Sludge.
Together forever—dancing inside the profound notion of isshin dō tai (ΩNE flesh) rhythm and harmony—pathway became clear—for it was true—a historically self-evident moment of a definite do—as in—"I do.”
Unsolicited (°_°) Advice*
Trust intuition while carefully consider all cold hard facts inside the ubiquitous gapping hole, suppression of Love, absence of any plausibility.
So what to do in a pickle and stew, when the wishy-washy tide crashes in?
Embrace a personal UNIVERSE SPLITTER where ΩNE can have a crack at Quantum-Induced Universe Bifurcation.
Here is the Skinny.
There is an Insider Notion of a Mystical Potion, concerning the quantum theme park of Many Worlds (MWI) contained within personal daily practice and the notion of devotion ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=┌(; ̄◇ ̄)┘
Humans get ready—train is now leaving—as YOUR world will assuredly become more stable—when ΩNE is finally ready to bifurcate into Infinite Worlds.
Go ahead—it’s as easy as ΩNE—TOO—(you are) FREE.
(1) Type in two things that ΩNE would be willing to do right now.
Universal( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)Truth
The Mal Matriculation is that “do” is solely connected to this physical universe, yet the metaphysical world is clearly participating inside Material Sludge—ΩNE only has to dial into the Freaky Frequency.
In this particular instance, the first notion was emancipation of Harvard University from the grips of the Anti Matriculation tribe, as the order of the day ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ
In another universe, Harvard is to be bifurcated, where the Anti Matriculators can continue to lavishly apply falsehoods into the black hole for where these malfeasant malpractitioners will continue to be vortexed into the bosom of Infinite Love.
This quarky notion, causing internal commotion was upon hearing the divine devotion of a most esteemed scientist—ΩNE Eric Weinstein.
Here the real doctor was chit chatting with a man who could have been a regular Joe Blow.
Absolutely living proof, this is not a spoof—in the creation of Infinite Universe—thus become the seminal American cultural tough-stone—a most significant historic figure to come along—now known as—ΩNE Joe Ro.
(2) Press the split universe button and watch how the decisions is made.
In this particular Verse, a distinct instance in Material Sludge, the emancipation protocol was the suggestion for this particular universe.
(3) The third step is to DO.
So how to initiate the notion of Higher Learning Institution emancipation from malfeasant distortion from The Fabric of Truth and Reality ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
In the Japanese reality field, those who still possess honour must yield, unto the evolution of facts, then again, in certitude, can only be considered as provisional truth—not yet carved into the marble of fact.
In the violence obsessed culture inside the Mal Matriculation of a specific cohort of Americans, this is referred to as—Death Match.
However, in this particular instance, the arena is within the notion of LOVE.
The Home Team representative is the highly esteemed, wise-without-compromise—the one and only—Dr Eric Weinstein.
Playing for the AWAY is an artifact know as Edward Witten, who plays the part smart, thus has been nominated as the representative of the Quackery + Minions of the nefarious Anti Matriculation scam team.
Incontrovertibly, Truth Bureau is thoroughly corrupt—acrid stench of rancid virus mind—infesting and infecting harmonic global community—eviscerating humanity’s moral compass and mind—one foetid lie at a time..
PS: According to ancient Jewish premonition—the Messiah is scheduled to come back right around now, somewhere, somewhen and somehow٩(♡ε♡ )۶
All language, verbal or otherwise, embody culture, heritage, and traditions of their respective native speakers, in particular, this phenomena is reflected in the cohesiveness of Japanese culture and society.
Universal Truth
A distinctive edge is obtained by acquiring a second language, preferably outside of the evolutionary tree of ΩNE’S Native Tongue.
The jolt of reality embodied within writing systems and non verbal communication can only be conceptualized upon internalizing notion and essence intrinsic to the language of ΩNE’S Desire.
Hint╰(´︶`)╯♡Mint
Language also includes Universal Truth, such as the optimal communication tool—the one and only—language of LOVE.
Going from global Linga Franca (English), into Japanese, is somewhat akin to entering a Parallel Universe—now known as True Verse inside the cacophony of Material Sludge.
Imagine the vast Super Potentiality, awaiting outside the Feral Zone, where ΩNE has registered for a Self Matriculated life.
Here the notion of acquiring a certain degree of linguistic competency—including chit-chatting with Lady Muse—may or may not have been niggling in Stomach Pit from the beginning of Infinite Space & Time.
The goal is always meaningful communication—absent of Shackles of the Past, and to do so with Love—all of the while imbuing words, grammar, syntax into creation of ΩNE Ideal Notion—meeting inside Infinite Mind.
Nippon Tsuwa Unit (kan漢ji字)—social convention of Form Order Process and the notions they entail, permeate evolution of the abstruse Japanese language chain.
Awesome nuggets to be sprinkled around, therefore, o kage sama de, continues to grease this solitary society, along the Japanese Way.
Internalizing eloquent Nippon Tsuwa Unit—such as o kage sama de—empowers Ωne into profound insight into the esoteric Japanese Communication Way.
When interpreting Self Matriculation protocol with ΩNE Rainman, it was pointed out how Japanese is filled with quirky, yet deeply sapient, idiomatic etiquette items personifying the Yamato Wabi-Sabi kind, and how the original Japanese mindset, innately runs counter to those with a Mal Matriculated spine.
Hint Mint╰(´︶`)╯♡Synchronize Circadian Cycle
In doing so, ΩNE can uncover Universal Truth—facilitating extensive adsorption of True Life Meaning—here and now ΩNE Way journey finally begins as Infinity is now beckoning—whispering your name from within.
Adhering to Infinite Circadian Rhythm Cycle trends ΩNE away from the lure of the sewer—where sloppy weak sheep vortex into null and void—only to be reincarnated—come again, self sabotage or notion of my bad luck—continuing over endless cycles in Infinite Worlds & Ways.
What is Big Book?
In this Particular Particle Field resides Japanese, composed of plethora of books inside nooks and crooks, while extensively Self Matriculating into Nippon Tsuwa Unit, resulting in reverberating consequences, where such deep work bears fruit, thus enabling ΩNE to trade for incredibly useful things.
Depending on ΩNE’S current position inside particular Fabric of Verse—Self Matriculation involves striking down one unit after another, as they appear, so it is actually here, where ΩNE can find the notion of destiny—where and when ΩNE is finally defined to be.
Hint Mint (^o^)/ Start Today
There is no time, no now, or present—in fact nothing remains—past merely a notion—in a future yet to be made—inside the potent potion of pico sublime—this is why, to start today, is truly the only Way.
Now Ωne embraces the venture, where the Compound Effect really starts to kick in, and the process of ΩNE’S Infinite Evolution, is now ready to begin.
How to Wrap ΩNE’s Mind around something—anything that matters.
How ‘bout something as innocuous as a Colouring Book—becoming powerful substrate as the oh-so-useful—Value Filter.
Astutely internalizing Universal Truth, then application of the knowledge thereof, creates significant quantifiable impact on all outcome, throughout ΩNE’s entire remaining material life.
Welcome to ΩNE's unique journey into Way of Infinity & Beyond, now departing from Way-Station No. 9, precisely the right place, in an appropriate Pico Point of rhyme.What does colouring inside the lines l©©K-like?
Coloring books given to Little People by Big People, hitherto have someone else's construction-paper world already filled in and then thoroughly glossed over.
Take a look inside the nooks of the crannies inside all constructed reality, serving as a lavish glimpse into True Nature of Maniacal Mind.
FreeDumb & Demagoguery What is the meaning of Mal Matriculation?
Big People program (indoctrination) Little People—analogous to gods and slaves.
Numbers to marinate, manipulate, and masticate, essence squeezed like filthy-fleas grinding the lens of a cookie-cutter view, now referred to as Vision Skew.
No such thing as freewill, or an autonomous you—for you and yours are residing inside the notion of a Chemical Meat Farm—card carrying chattel with invoices attached to you.
This is what is known as—Mold Instance.
Mold Instance are indoctrination points emerging like parasitical leeches propagating exceedingly bad explanations, in which there can never be resolution into celestial Universal Truth.
FreeDumb & Demagoguery crayons are all white.
Primary example of FreeDumb & Demagoguery entails manipulating Little People by attaching lenses which create an illusion of being in possession of a unique array of colors—under the pretence of self-directed autonomous motion.
Indoctrination involves Mal Matriculation {↑see↑above↑} into systematic programming of Nationals into coloring inside coloring books not of ΩNE’s own inalienable life-force or sovereign volition.
Check for lurking Mal Matriculation perpetrated upon the very personal notion of sovereignty inside ΩNE’s Unfulfilled Purpose.
There, plain as day, residing somehow, somewhere, deep inside of Stomach Pit—blaring loud and clear, as the cacophony of pandemonium grinds away ΩNE’s essence, just like a rat spinning around on someone else's Sludge TreadMill.
Congratulations, the feral comfort zone now long gone, with the first true glimpse, of the inner workings, of what is inside an internalized Infinity Field.
Inside the empty Stomach Pit, ΩNE carefully reviews crayons to ascertain—all white or not—as well as being crystal clear—ΩNE is colouring the book of YOUR life, the Universally True YOU.
When colouring outside lines, the colour is always black.
Choice is absent under the weight of extremely bad explanations, vapid and void under most conditions, all structures deconstructed leaving naked the Mal Matriculated fiat paper system.
Fundamentally, parasitical behaviour and activity of Occxie Protocol 1/0 is firmly rooted in unwavering postulation of Desert-3-Dogma, revealing itself as the Primary Anti Matriculation Condition.
Dogmatic Adherence to notions embodying the essence of extraordinary bad explanations, inevitably trigger events arousing the Goddess Karma, and the redress she will always bring.
All entertaining similar notions must continue to live for, struggle in, and edify Each Other while ya’ll Create-Augmented-Shared-Civilization╰(´︶`)╯♡
Those looking away, even though in-the-know, are culpable—as is the morally bankrupt Fence Tribe.
BREAKING NEWS—the notion of being safe in space by sitting on fence is clearly an instance of Mal Matriculation.
To suffer in perpetuity inside the excruciating duress of sub-conscious experience in Reflection in Mirror protocol—ΩNE’s entire material lifetime—never to be ignored—until enlightenment (☻-☻)
Universal Truth
Reincarnation is fact(^o^)/
When DNA reconstitutes into chemical events for encasement in meat, ΩNE can always view this event as a singular Instance of Reincarnation.
In Cosmic Cycle, those culpable for Mal-Matriculation are assuredly sent for redress upon completion of their meat cycle (physical death)—usually between 75 and 90 earth years.
Here is where all perpetrators of Bad Explanations are reconstituted into lower life forms to try again, for as we can plainly see, the grade on the Occxie experiment over the last several decades, clearly gets the mark of the beast—and the following grade just to clarify—Mal Matriculation fails.
What about the Japanese?
The Japanese Embraced Defeat because Japan embodies the notion of a highly advanced civilization and culture.
In Infinite Sacred Wisdom, the Japanese have successfully superimposed the original Japanese constitution written in 604 C.E, onto any applicable parts that were imposed upon the long-suffering Japanese by Victors.
The most significant event to have occurred inside this particular iteration of Hardcore History, was the emancipation of the Japanese into Universal Truthful motion of FreeDumb & Demagoguery Freedom and Democracy (ノ ̄д ̄)ノ
The outstanding achievements of the Japanese is the successful fusion of East onto West—with Japan now representing Earth—Third and final Pillar of Human Planetary Civilization.
The wish is to entreat, all chemical bags of meat, into Infinity World of volition—a quirky Colouring Book, concealed within the nooks and crannies of YOUR extraordinary mind.
It is here and there, where ΩNE can start the incredible journey into creating, thus transcending, all imagined worlds of ΩNE's extraordinary conjuring mind.
Delighted to find a nice hook nestled inside the nook of a book, the product of One Tim Sanders mind.
This particular story, enlightened One into highly useful Productivity Notion.
Practice personalized subconscious programming—automate all possible instances of infinite possibilities—thoroughly embrace idiosyncratic journey in Material Sludge—throughout nooks and crannies of the plethora of esoteric times and minds.
Material Sludge
Touch things once, at most twice, or if possible in fact, do not touch it, any which-way, whatsoever at all.
Tasks in paper form—piled high—ripe with unceasing incessant urgency—for One’s unconditional love and affection—personal fickle fleeting attention, with the notion of your dwindling ephemeral time.
One could say, even entertaining the notion of the (metaphorical) paper (again10), pondering shared fate, multiple times and over again, is somewhat akin to physically engaging it, thus frying away narrow bandwidth, all mental processing power, rapidly draining away.
Hint Mint
Create personalized autonomous Auto-System by exploring the foundation of Japanese Way—Form, Order, Process.
Japanese does not innately grasp the Occxie notion of productivity, of which can be observed in the pensive and reticent nature of the Japanese, when it comes to the true meaning of corporate-family productivity.
Japanese have specific roles to play, when deadwood does not pull weight (productivity), lethargic slugs find their chair, has been moved in sideways motion, to arrive then reside beside the window—becoming a shamed member of the dreaded Window Tribe.
Emotion Basket
“Don’t Touch It” protocol has plethora of application, valuable tools, smoothing any and all journey along the way.
Here is potent potion, along with the secret notion to internalize reading the air, with tender loving care, and then there, refer to wise cautionary way as the Japanese say:
No one is left unscathed by constructed drudge of Material Sludge inside the visceral human condition.
Wounds of past, presence ennui, living in incessant uncertainty—for it is truly certain—the future always rhymes—manufactured tales—repeatable and distinctly know—yet still is thought upon, as mysterious, out of control, opaque, and will always remain unknown.
After the initial shock of actualizing this realization, One is better prepared for Emotional Basket zones.
All success in any arena of Emotional Basket, must be connected with the skill of reading the air, and implements the Sooth Savage protocol:
poke god not— be not cursed
Here is where One definitely does not prod tender volatile frayed nerves.
Observe remnants of scars from distant instance, throbbing like a sad badge, queuing up same extinct CD to reminisce of self-inflicted pain—like an abusive lover—sameness of shabby story—entrenched inside unceasing moldy trivial mind-games.
As example to not bothering touching something at all, the Japanese would also like to remind One of the following:
野次馬 → ya ji uma → rubberneck
It is highly recommend to always implement the following astute protocol to live a serene and fulfilling life:
mind one’s own phacken affairs
It is here and now, where One will then and there declare, to have taken the initiative to exclude Oneself of the notion of time and mood, and hidden consequences when encountering the volatile realm of some mere curious onlooker.
When in doubt, no need to pout or shout, the call of protocol not to be denied One can now see, in glory and glee that if you only open your eyes—here is where One becomes truly free—Don’t Touch It.
Japan—Civilization 3.0, eminent culture and society, representing pinnacle of modern civilization, while invoking ancient spirit of Yamato—displaying gumption, unwavering constitution, and innate notion to embrace The Grind.
Ancestor veneration evolved—blending timeless Buddhist Universal Truth along the Way—The Japanese weave the Notion of Kaizen into the fabric of society, Form, Order, Process, as intrinsic matter—Three Structural Pillars—foundation of Japanese System—reflecting isolated civilization evolving over millennia—broadcasting Weigh Station No. 9's frequency vibration to metamorphosing worlds.
The path to Infinite Harmony are tenets to guide One’s own life journey enshrined into the original Japanese constitution—echoed from Multiverse to Japanese secular existence by Wise Sage, Shotoku Taishi (Prince Umayado/Prince Kamitsumiya) in 604 CE.
Fusing Western black & white plurality, with Eastern Confucianism, has not been easy on the island nation of Japan, nor its long-suffering citizens.
After 250 years of virtual isolation, the Japanese were forced to internalize the true nature of Occxie-mind-set, the ultimate culture shock to a people isolated for centuries.
Remember, Japanese society delineates via flexible adaptability, while preserving Her ancient culture and heritage, however, evolution of Japan, does not include the notion of a mental health care system.
In Asian societies, the mental wellbeing of One’s clan members, particularly in domain of mental stability, is never responsibility of State.
Mental health issues in Japan are regarded as strictly private family affairs—just ask Hideaki Kumazawa.
Embracing the notion of Learn by Doing, is to personify the spirit of wonderment, awe, and amazement, indicative of an innocent, curious mind, to aspired toward every day.
Learn by Teaching
Unless speaking Japanese at an advanced level, and experiencing Japanese society in Japan, One can never truly realize the spirit lurking inside nooks and crannies of the indigenous Yamato spiritual mind.
Take compulsory Ministry of Education kokugo Communication Units as primary example.
Two-thousand—one-hundred—thirty-six (2,136) ideograms + two (2) syllabaries consisting of lots and lots of other symbols—both syllabaries are referred to as “fifty sounds.”
Often things take a long time to Learn by Doing—don’t forget—seeming how One is doing things anyway—do all things well.
Heal by Healing
A plethora of interesting challenges await those who metaphorically, or otherwise reside in the Land Of The Rising Son—past, present, and future.
It is here in the Land of Onna Bugeisha, where material existence has been surmised, to be a remarkable paradise, somewhere, somewhen, inside some specific Infinity Field, commonly referred to, as Japan.
Next stage is pushing through suffering and pain—arriving in an instance, a new arena, same game—battle hardened and scarred, not yet quite dead—today is another ponderous day, to follow the Sun on your Way.
For some, however, the extraordinary gift of life, facilitating material participation inside this incredible game of life, now known as "Material Sludge"—for all modern materials on offer could not mend One’s broken heart, nor replace the love of that one and only girl.
Decades ago, as the recipient of a “Dear John” letter, any last modicum of Warmth of Humanity, crushed out into carnal finality, embedded in a sad and distressing final note, a most unfortunate self-determined destiny.
The next step of this pathetic soul was to end his own life, with as little fanfare as possible—in what could only be surmised as—Notion of Abject Despair.
He made the fateful decision to bleed himself out.
So, with the nick of the blade, the deal was made, by this desponded soul, he forfeited his life, while flushing his broken heart, Ancestors, and future visions away.
This particular irrevocable act can be regarded as the most visceral example of han men kyo shi.
Universal Truth
Ivory Tower—a stupefying, desolate experience—vested interests stoking and provoking—quacks, charlatans, and frauds—self-anointed monkeys be matriculated—mandating what Others can and cannot have or do—yet are vacuous of any coherence, or semblance of clue as what to do.
Matriculated Monkey, like some kind of Pharma Junkie, peddle third-hand mis-information, disseminating Truth Distortion at the bidding of Vested Overlords, exerting control over Filters Skew, controlling your mirror, what you see, and the very Essence of You-Who-Are.
Truth Juice and Essential Essence in Material Sludge, can only be discovered outside the illusion of corrupt decaying Occxie Systems.
How to hear the singing voice of Muse, and meet with Other bags of chemicals encased in meat?
Go play outside—beginning One’s journey and remarkable climb, as One listens to the stillness of a bamboo forest, the supple breath of the voices whispering into Infinite Ears—it is then and there—in rare, yet common air—where, at last, One can truly tune up, in, and out.
This unwelcome solicitation usually reflect One’s origin as related to unique Ancestor Journey.
One continues to be utterly gobsmacked observing violent monkeys continuing to entertain the abjectly ridiculous notion of “birth-right” embodying whatever this obtuse terminology and meaning (none) constructed there within.
Of course, that is unless anointed to be the Emperor of Japan—the sentient being embodying Japanese mythology—representation of the Universally Truthful notion of what it means to be Japanese.
Raised in severe harsh conditions, the meaning of life was meted out to all inhabitants and citizens unequivocally and equally—absent of prejudice or predetermined indoctrinated bigotry—this is the Way one could say.
It was here inside extreme adverse weather and impoverished attitudes of those living under frozen icy conditions, where the Noble Notion of color blindness was hardwired into One’s electrical circuitry via Maggie May, the matriarch of One’s Clan.
She is a wise and cherished ruler—truthful, neutral, all the while personifying One Universal Truth—embodying the Third Pillar of Civilization—becoming and growing from the secret nooks and crannies of the enigmatic Japanese hive-mind.
Thinking Thing:
Identifying and categorizing Others based solely upon constructed origin story, and the dominate indoctrination scripting of all malleable mind—cannot and will never be tolerated—fundamental principle of One’s Clan, and this most of Noble Notion to be internalized and canonized into infinity and beyond.
Here is Notion of Deep Gratitude toward Really Great Grandmother, Alastair, her first-son, and his enlightened first-daughter Maggie May the Universal Mother—incarnate of One’s Clan embedded principle—foundation of a human story.
Furthermore, the sensational impact of One’s first friend can not be denied.
Third generation Japanese—his family graciously including a child on their family skiing trips—Five Japanese + One Occxie whitish-pink boy—in somewhat of a zany dreamy, ephemeral yet real, fantastical fantasy—truly akin to life as art in the reality of the abstract and surreal.
The intergalactic hoe-down continued next-door where the Hong Kong immigrant family brought their Confucianist values, large Asian family atmosphere, and Cantonese cooking along with the smells and sounds of a little cosmos of Asia—wafting through the nostrils of a rural Occxie neighbourhood and town—once upon a time—in a different place—of a distant past.
By the way, up until recent times the Japanese government mandated fingerprints from all foreign residents on the way to the coveted residents card, duly noted on the lower right hand corner.
Normally fingerprint are kept as a record of those who exhibit poor behaviour worthy of an intervention by those in Authority.
In Japan, however, fingerprint of foreigners was carried out as a simple matter of intrinsic evolution of Japanese society, and was abolished as a point of the innate Japanese notion of kaizen, societal advancement, and abandonment of decaying archaic notions.
Japan continues to evolve as the Third Pillar of Modern Civilization, as the roots continue to deepen, and the Japanese entertain notions of how to build powerful stable societies.
Now in what used to be the future, it is inevitable the Japanese will gradually include those from other places, as the homogeneity of the Japanese includes integration of Others into Japanese society which is founded upon Form Order Process protocol.
Thinking Thing:
Humans of various backgrounds and persuasions create diversely unique communities enriching Each Other—celebrating Oneness and Unity—oxymoronically built upon the strength of the homogenization of diversity, or whatever this abstract notion actually means.
Judge Book Not By Cover
Cultures having passed through the Age of Reason—only then to discover Universal Truth—at the door of a book—in a crooked nook—at the Mouth of Infinity, and the meaning of the term destiny.
One and all the same—life a game—human race representing Universal Truth of homo sapiens’ homogeneity.
For certain, as a matter of innate reactionary protocol, the Japanese will always judge a book by its cover at first glance.
Unless produced domestically, all book covers are written in languages foreign to the Japanese embodying alien notions and concepts, which are fundamentally different than that of the Japanese psyche, and the way things work, here in the Land Of The Rising Son.
After the Japanese inspect the book with a foreign title, and ascertain the value and merit of any innovative book, is where any and all novel notions are soon put inside the systematic Japanese notion of Form Order Process.
It is here where Japanese style tender loving care kicks in, and the magic of kaizen starts a beginning.
The notion of being inextricably linked to One's preconceived identity is truly an extinct construct to be regarded as obsolete social notion, no longer a mystery, which can now be disregarded and discarded, relegated to the archives of human tomfoolery.
This can easily be done the very next time when queried about heritage and place of entry into atmosphere where One can now truly say:
All that was, is, and will be, are now understood to be emergent, quasi-autonomous chemical repositories, encased in an eclectic electrical flowing ensemble of meat—children of this Day & Age—a novel, a chapter, a page—Infinite Notion of forward Motion embedded into the Japanese—Form Order Process—Third Pillar of Civilization—in this extraordinary period in the annals of present history, and the Notion Of OUR Time.
The folly of youth often embodies the emotional notion of immortality, along with failure to apply adequate hearing protection, leading to aural cavity disfunction—also know as tinnitus.
Bonding via love of loud blaring music, One can now find a specific chemical organism walking around in a suit of meat—singing along in purposeful perfect harmony—via endless Frequency—creating novel Notion of Motion—genesis and essence of infinite creativity.
Entering the atmosphere at polar-opposite spots—upon a lonely dot—melding and melting in and out throughout space and time—separated in twelve-instances—rabbits inhabiting the nooks and crannies to conceptualize enigmatic minds—embracing worlds of randomness—deeply profound—Land Of The Rising Son.
Here’s a thing.
The notion of the nation of Japan can now be realized as the Third Pillar of Earth’s Civilization.
It is also the last stop in Material Sludge before exiting the atmosphere from Way Station No. 9.
Japan is also where One can plainly see Universal Truth, as One becomes tuned into this particular Frequency.
Frequency Japan—notion of what it means to be Japanese—essence of ancient protocol—embodied in four-ideogram-compounds—key into the psyche of the Japanese—their deeply ingrained Notion of Motion—ban butsu.
ban butsu — life in all Thus, the innate notion of subatomic molecular activity, should really come as no surprise to those who fathom Universal Truth, innately held by the Japanese to be self-evident.
Try this Notion of Motion deep into the nooks and crannies of One's very own extraordinary mind.
Why can the presence of the dearly departed, the meat and song truly gone, but the vestiges of their chemicals remain?
profound—frequency—compound Repetitiveness and Frequency thereof, always leads to logical inevitable paths—compounding any and all effects, according to the depth of the desired Frequency.
Having struggled in the field of focused concentration, One found the key to keeping motivation, is to not be motivated about any thing whatsoever at all.
Motivations wane or change, along with static and interference of those playing Materialistic Maxtrix Mind games.
To embrace why, is to chose One’s own infinity—for it is only then when:
One will also become an emergent, semi-autonomous being, traveling with Others in harmonically attuned Frequency and seeing.
Another precious gift One happened along the Way, was a very most curious Notion of Motion about something called—Muse.
The Muse was pointed out by Steven Pressfield, who left this book to be discovered and uncovered, inside a deeply buried nook of a cranny of this particular author's enigmatic mind.
The War of Art In Pressfield’s seminal work, the method of introduce Oneself to Muse is succulent revealed.
The Muse will look deep inside One’s creative brain—leading to frequency evolution of sub-atomic particle gain—that is, if at first One does not go insane.
Unequivocally, One’s spirit and soul must be ready to hear the Muse—for it is sure to induce and seduce— essence of One’s being into a now transparent Quantum Field—so visceral, instinctive, and recognizing Universal Truth of what is actually real.
Abandon all notions no longer genuine but now firmly surreal, it is here One’s finally stamps their personal seal on One's personalized infinity deal, here is the promise, the simulation is viseral and surreal.
One and Muse will sip rabble-rouser juice, on an incredible journey with Others, on One’s Infinity Way.
What could be considered the most critical decision of significant untold consequence throughout life?
Choice of partner.
Consider this elegant four-idiom-compound.
isshin dōtai
The Path to terrestrial paradise lies in the divine protocol of two hearts beating as one.
After Benzaiten anoints picture perfect partners—unconditionally loving innate nature of human condition—flaws and glory embraced—passionate lovers—loyal-best friends—multiverse travelers—see what’s around the bend.
Congratulation!
This completes the most curious life event of autonomous monkeys roaming planet earth.
Here, two hearts beating as one is where the magic-like, synergetic dynamic energy knows, to lead Each Other into meaning of Flow.
Another significantly curious items found lying about was the notion of personal growth, and the promise it holds for those wishing to grow and know—each minute of every hour—within pico-second-filled Ways.
Around this particular bend, was a harsh gift bequeathed to one’s future-self.
A most important, yet simple book—initiating fate of this wandering Son under the Sun—invoking courage—to take paths—into the multiverse, and the Notion Of Motion, and what infinity entails.
It was here, the notion of a sentient being, to be encouraged by a stranger, Dr. Robert Anthony, who graciously facilitated seeing predetermined self-destiny, meaningfulness, and being.
The edict clear:
Bet On Yourself
So Me Did
The notion of a bet often holds negative connotations.
There are those who continue to allow the dreaded needle on a worn-out record—to skip over and over—same exhausted song—extinction-level event in sight—as the captured and beholden “Bet The Farm”—the same old song—on and on—on and on—and on and on and on.
Crucially believing in oneself is the Way to make the wisest wager in this complex erratic game—known now as—Material Sludge.
Judicious and strategic protocol, embodies notion—the House cannot “win”—nor can it even recognize those existing in the nooks and crannies within—blind to see Notion of Motion and Flow revealed therein.
What is this Notion of Motion of what you speak, and were you able to hear about it, because you are innately Meek?
This is what is known as “The Beginning of Infinity.”
Over decades of searching and roaming an orb, the meaning of life has herein been revealed.
It resides inside pre-programmed questions one was often queried to reveal.
At one instant these questions seemed valid, if not somewhat surreal, for those innocently posing these curious questions had unconsciously discounted, the veracity of One Quantum Field
When asked about origins of one’s own Material Life, previous answer would have been parroting programable age-old adages, of who and what one is supposed to be.
The answer to this line of questioning can now only be:
One is an emergent, quasi-autonomous flow of chemical information, dressed up in several kilograms of pink tender meat, on an infinite journey to meet The Others inside a multiverse, with those who also happen to be encased in mortal material meat.
Truly, there were whimsical notions about One Quantum Field, but never in unfathomable dreams were secrets of infinity and universe, so readily and serenely revealed—manifesting autonomy in advanced monkeys—the kin to our clan—The Big Girl, Johnny Rainman, and, a bag of extraordinarily fine chemicals, shaped to look just like me.
The notion of Japan held in the minds of the Occxies, is that of a very densely populated territory, residing upon meagre land.
If having ever touched down, upon the sacred ground of the Land Of The Rising Son—one comes to realize quickly—there is nothing meagre at all, about the island nation of Yamato—spiritually, mentally, nor within the finite constructed constraints of the material sludge of Japan.
The Japanese archipelago stretches over 2,900 km with 80% of the landmass consisting of uninhabited mountain regions
That being said, one could easily live in the exquisite mountainous regions of Japan—this is where—there is succulent rare, and sacred air, one can find plenty of delicious sansai, to share, with other clans and friends—here, there, and everywhere.
SupeRPoweR: Use these edible wild mountain plants (sansai) for topping soba noodles, among many delectable things.
The natural beauty of Japan cannot be understated.
Any occasion to explore the cryptic nooks and crannies of Japan, while soaking up this atmosphere must be seized upon immediately, as it is here where one finds the rare air.
If called to do so, one will then take a exceptional place among the thinking-mammals.
Here, one will have the true experience of encountering humanity in its most pure and viscerally evolved form—the civilization of the Japanese.
This ancient system has been evolving over millennia can be conceptualized as “Japan.”
In fact, the ideas of a “country” is simply a concept dolloped on top of some commonly held notions.
One can observe this Universal Truth in the timeless branches of Japanese eternity, which is represented by the lives of all Japanese people—living—dead—unborn—and in the lives of those whose final destination is enlightenment into the Japanese Way.
This is what is known as:
Systematic auto-genesis (notion of Japan), at the molecular level—perpetually regenerating itself—measured in picoseconds of endless time—based upon veneration of ancestors.
Look more deeply into the cryptic nooks and crannies of Japan~
Here, a key factor in the evolution of Japanese behaviour was a re-formulation on the notion of Japan (kaizen) starting with the Meiji Restoration.
During the Meiji Restoration, the economy was transformed from a cottage based society of artisans and craftsmen, into an industrial-scale manufacturing and exporting apparatus.
This unique phenomena is what materializes by fusing the isolated-homogenous Japanese society, which is founded upon Form Order Process—amalgamating it with the civil miracle embodied in the Age of Reason—the updated version of Japan—brought to you by the Japanese citizens, and those who have create modern Japanese society—this is now considered the Third Pillar of Civilization—the zenith of modernization—if you will.
From the beginning of their miraculous industrialization, the direct support of the Japanese government has always resulted in primary areas of industry being dominated by a few huge, vertically integrated companies.
These favoured children of the System of Japan, work closely with government ministries, which innately strengthened the nation by engaging the full brunt of the extraordinary Japanese hive-mind—embodying the spirit of Form Order Process.
Think zaibatsu.
These behemoths can be observed in full splendour, when observing the stalwart Japanese enterprises carrying out global commerce today.
Within this environment, these immense companies and relevant government ministries, also collaborated to prevent competition that would disturb the System, and what the Japanese cherish the most—harmony and peace of mind.
This system remains intact today, and the Japanese government will continue to disallow a disorderly marketplace in any which way whatsoever.
A few key players are selected to bid on, and divided up, these juicy government contracts—great gig—if you can get it.
This may look, and sound like the win-lose protocol of the Occxie Way, but the novel idea of “crony-capitalism,” as introduced in the conspicuously American way, was thoroughly embraced and implemented in a distinctly Japanese manner according to the ancient Way
Inside the Third Pillar of Civilization, the Japanese have successfully fine tuned the Eastern tenets of humanity (Confucianism), embedding them with the Occxie notion of "capital deployment.”
All governments with the welfare of its citizens and communities at heart, will seek to elevate its citizens, to reflect the lives of those as seen advertised on Western TV.
Over the early period of industrialization, the sharing of the industrial pie was described by the word dango, which the Occxies have mis-translated as "bid-rigging."
The actual meaning of dango is consultation, conference, or talks.
In any event, dango refers to companies in the same industry agreeing in advance as to which company is entitled to which part of the porky public pie.
When considering the Japanese, and their rationale for consequential decision making, one must take into account their DNA, which is inextricably entwined with the foundation of Yamato—Form Order Process.
The Occxies soon started with their notorious whining protocol.
The Form Order Process of the Japanese, embodies the tradition of cooperation, and is only verbally expressed as “dango,” when in fact, this simply a notional concept residing in the “air.”
These 3 strands of Form Order Process DNA, continues to confound the Occxie teams, even up to this very day.
Dango is innately understood and is practiced by matter of culture normalcy, which has been practised in Japan since the very beginning of earthly time.
The System of Japan is not only programmed to excluded most Others, but this staid Old Boys Club, just like all of the other Old Boy Clubs controlling our world from behind the black curtain, does not take kindly to strangers or Mavericks and their perceived danger, whatsoever.
Bonus knowledge:
Q: Who is Mr. Inamori of Kyocera?
A: An exemplary example of the spirit of a man-on-a-mission—one could say—an original spirit, and a pioneering master—a rōnin, without the notion of dango to cloud his incredible vision as he made it along His Own Way.
The mantra to repeat when facing obstacles, navigating the nooks and crannies of the ancient system of Japan.
Use the philosophy of ichi go ichi e.
It is always best, to take each encounter as an extraordinary moment in time, regardless of the tone, timbre, or hue, contained within the encounter.
When the inevitable frustration wells up when confronted with unfamiliarity, and uncomfortableness and one needs to “change things” is where this mantra comes in very handy.
This Is Japan
As one figured out along the way, encountering breathtaking bureaucracy and red tape, stress is a choice.
The endless requests of faceless bureaucrats, to present pointless papers to be approved by surly and vacuous bureaucrats, who have to yet conjure up an original thought, or a novel idea.
This is a Universal Truth, valid through the multiverse, wherever bureaucrats are encountered.
The protocol of “This Is Japan” needs to kick in.
Put on a mile-wide smile while bowing deeply, and know inside the nooks and crannies of your own soul:
The only available explanation of abject institutionalized piffle in which the only, yet bad explanation could be:
This Is Japan
Why are things done a certain way, and why is it necessary for several salaried clerks stamp their personal seals onto mundane documents before being allowed to proceed to the next corporate step.
One will never be able to know for sure, so repeat:
This Is Japan
Over the years one has observed Occidentals Anglophones coming to Japan with an attitude that they can, change Japan.
These naive children do not last very long, and this immature and objectionable attitude toward the Japanese and our society soon wear extremely thin, with the ordinary citizens of Japan and the residents.
Sure, make one own important voice heard at the local PTA meeting, or perhaps making a suggestion for improvement in the community garbage disposal protocols, is surely in order.
For certain, these are examples of valuable contribution to one’s own community, facilitating necessary and positive changes for the future of Japan, and these constructive suggestions should always be encouraged to maintain chitsujo in our society.
One also must always seek to make progress in one’s own sphere of influence, and accept all things beyoned one’s own control.
For example, equality is a noble concept, but one that does not exist inside the psyche of the Japanese for we live in a tate shakai (vertical society), and (mostly) everyone, knows their role and place in society.
This Is Japan
Moreover, in the Japanese mind, there is nothing equal about men and women.
Each has their respective roles in Japanese society, and this is a fact, the Japanese would never find a reason to think about. nor to entertain such a a nonsensical notion such as thing to even be considered.
Why do the Japanese think like this?
This Is Japan
We live in a harmonious society, distinctly because the Japanese are formulated from the very beginning of their lives to live in the real world of the mask, face, and role, all dependent upon the place in society from where one came.
For even the Japanese are somewhat mystified, by some of the ancient protocols guiding the Japanese society, into the future for no other reason other than:
This Is Japan
The joy on the faces of the happy new couple, and their smiling, proud parents, can not be denied.
Congratulations.
I now pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss the bride.
In all likelihood, due to the fact the Japanese have never been burdened with original sin, he has probably kissed the bride a few times already.
For those who have taken the plunge—some more than once—it is of paramount importance for the newlyweds to understand—seemingly smallish things will definitely turn into very consequential affairs, if given enough time.
The Japanese continue to maintain the traditionally define roles of society, and have always been looked upon, by the others, as a nation of conservatives.
Regardless of meaningless labels strewn about by the pedantic pettiness of the stupid and malkind—the Japanese respect the roles each member play in our society.
This reality not only extends into the class system of Japan—still in place, working fine—thank you very much—remains clearly defined by the biological reality in which all societies of earth are founded upon.
Many moons ago, one was introduced to the Compound Effect.
The highly worthwhile compounded effects, were somewhat akin to a miracle at the time, but when in fact, merely an accumulation of small intentional acts, culminating in a significant change, over immeasurable moments of time.
The Compound Effect, however, is a double-edged sword.
All small things add up—creating a compound effect—if not kept in check, will infect, all relationships, like a stealthy cancer, creating hardship, malice, and, divide.
This is simple to mitigate, and the only realization necessary is:
Small things accumulated creating larger things as matter of Universal Truth.
The Japanese refer to this as—chiri mo tsumoreba yama to naru—piles of dust turning into mountains.
For most Japanese, the go-to protocol is to sweep it under the proverbial rug, pretending things that actually do—do not exist—hoping all their problems would just go away—they will not.
Before you know it, the honeymoon is truly well and over.
Here, there is a long and slow process to watching the object of one’s love and affection, turn into somewhat of a stranger.
Let us examine the most telling signs of the long tern success of a partnership based upon respect and open communication.
In the olden days, the toothpaste tube had a screw-on cap, thus presenting a more significant risk to divorce and malice, as opposed to today, where the cap is connected to the tube, saving countless heartaches.
During the honeymoon period, the status of the toothpaste cap is probably the furthest thing from the minds of the newlyweds.
This will change over time, as the innocuous, yet deficient inclination to not return the cap, may be considered an intentional affront to the entire core being of the beloved partner—on no intent or purpose, whatsoever.
At this critical early juncture, truthful and candid communication protocol is of significant consequence.
Perhaps there was some trauma revolving around toothpaste and its insubordinate wayward cap, in the deeply-seated subconscious of a distant and buried past.
The most important thing in life to keep in mind is:
Is it worth NOT returning the cap to its rightful place, only to create a never-ending underlying vibe of ill will and malice?
The answer to this question is clearly no.
A much better, and more productive rhetorical question would be:
Is this really about something as mundane as personal hygiene products—OR, is this particular episode a plea for others to fulfill wants, needs, and desires of each other.
As uncomfortable as this may seem, being honest and frank via unpleasant verbal interaction, is the soul path to creating long lasting harmonious clan relations, based upon the ancient conventions of Universal Truth as described by Shotoku Taishi in the original constitution of the Japanese
On the other side of any serious talk, no matter how grave, is a lifetime of love and mutual respect, not only for the beloved partner, but also for one’s own-self.
Remember, people only change when they want to.
Changing from one who returns the cap to the correct destination, and one who does not, is strictly a personal affair.
The ultimate life shortcut, is looking at things from a different angle, and not to be set in ones ways.
Flexibility is the key, and really, although the Japanese are not generally considered to be flexible people, they are practical and adaptable when in the best interest of the whole.
So, pop on the cap back, say you are sorry, and truly embrace each day as one compounds the karma and energy surrounding one’s own life, as we wander along our way.
Unlike the stark finality of the black and white world view of the Occxies, right and wrong are not absolute in the Japanese context of things.
When looking at relationships, especially in business, the success of the any relationship depend on a wide variety of circumstances—if this isn’t already obvious enough.
Unquestionably, a favourable outcome clearly depends on the individuals involved, positions, timing, and a host of other variables, including, of course, the actual intent of the concerned parties.
In Old Japan, right and wrong were based on the universal concept of "might is right," and this established law-of-the-jungle still sets the rules and remains firmly in place even today.
There is no one universal truth as to what is right and what is wrong.
This truth is clearly reflected in the language protocol of the Japanese—particularly the predominate communication conventions of honne and tatemae.
The Japanese language evolved so as what is considered to be the truth in the eyes of the Occxies is subjective.
Truly, contracts in the Occxie sense with their cut and dried, lawyer-speak details are conceptually alien to the Japanese, and merely serve as a rough guideline to steer the relationship and projects with the all-important protocol of flexibility and kaizen.
In the Japanese mind, there are only interpretation of a stated “truth.”
The conclusions drawn are dependent upon an interpretation of the actual situation in the context of a mutually beneficial relationship as opposed to a dry, impersonal obligation describing each party’s requirements and obligations.
This speaks to the entrenched societal protocols of tatemae and honne—evolving over millennia—the foundation of Japan and how our society functions at the highest level in human history, ever.
Defining the black and white Occxie concept of right and wrong is clearly illustrated in Japan's saga of political scandals.
Japanese politics are based on policies rather than principles, and the overriding policy of politicians has been to get into office, stay in office, benefit financially, and take care of family, friends, and supporters.
This has lead to a parade of parasitical piggy pointless politicians modelling the system of the victors.
Pigs in lipstick if you will—here these ridiculous idiots found a way to ride the pony out of their own misery and quaff at the trough of the fruits of others time and labour—tax.
Mobility between classes, and the notion of equality is an imported concept, formulated in the minds of the Occxies, and still is, and will remain, a foreign concept to the Japanese, until the end of time.
The original meaning of kejime is "difference" or “distinction.”
Remember in Japan, the nail that sticks up get hammered down, so distinguishing oneself from the others is normally avoided, but when called for, kejime is a way to take these parasites to task.
Kejime now refers to an appearance of an impropriety that results in a line being drawn in order to make a judgment about someone's behaviour.
Also important to keep in mind, publicly calling someone out, and creating a dark cloud of shame around them, comes with significant societal implications and is not to be taken lightly.
We can often see kejime in action as an important element in the Japanese business world, particularly when concerning top management in major corporations and public organizations.
When the elite of corporations are involved in major accidents, polluting the environment, or engaging in any other kind of reprehensible behaviour, they are targeted for a kejime drubbing.
Here, the guilty and sinful are forced to atone for their malfeasant behaviour and disgusting attitudes toward the citizens and the shared environment.
Not merely a word, kejime is a concept to be utilized in the appropriate situation—such as when groups of employees decide that certain managers are not acceptable and mount surreptitious campaigns to oust them.
One must always be aware and read the air—kejime can been used to get rid of foreign expatriate managers who failed to hit it off with their Japanese employees, or neglect to adequately prepare for a mutually beneficial relationship with the Japanese.
There are a plethora of unspoken protocols and social conventions sprinkled throughout the Japanese language.
The abundance of verbal nuggets, such as kejime can be considered as the nooks and crannies of the enigmatic Japanese mind.
Reaching more deeply into the extraordinary times and minds of the Japanese, a deep sense of the vastness, of this ancient civilization, and the magnificent history of the Japanese, present us all, with an infinity, of nooks and crannies of the universal mind to explore.
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The key to life is the word “grow.”
It has been said—if not growing, one is dying.
Often one can see others waxing melancholia about the imminent arrival of an impending birthday and getting one more year older, yet again.
One submits this:
Be joyful at the arrival of each and every birthday—especially later in life when birthdays come much more quickly, counting down the days—while always keeping this important point in mind.
What is the final alternative to not having another birthday?!?!?
An unprecedented time to be alive, growing old offers a plethora of opportunity for the mature and wise to formulate, create, and build a strong and powerful clan with peaceful, thriving, knit communities sprinkled around the globe.
Like the animal and plant giving sustenance, one must sprinkle life every day with love (forgiveness) and to nurture and grow (explore the nooks and crannies of the unknown) until the end of one’s own time.
One of the most fascinating things about life, if taking the time to look, is to see old friends also grow old, but having chosen not to grow in any meaningful way whatsoever at all.
Coming to such a realization over time is slow, and before one knows it—it’s like meeting a person one no longer really knows, and no longer share interests.
Truly, the hands of time move in different direction—sometimes fast—sometimes slow.
Regardless of age and life-stage, one could say there are people who may look like adults, but have clearly not grown or matured in any meaningful way.
This is know as “resting on laurels” or “set in one's ways.”
For certain, if one would like to gain wisdom and perspective while traveling toward the final gate, and enlightenment, these two nasties are to be avoided like the plague.
As Master Music Molecule Manipulator Maestro Motsuri pointed out the other day—it’s so very true—“what did you do today?”
Follow the sun.
Born to this material world—two things one must do—live and die.
For the majority of humanity, material sludge is nothing more than a daily drudge eking out one more day of existence on Mother Earth.
Depending on the place of birth, and whether born with a silver spoon in the mouth, the material sludge is profoundly different and each situation as unique as a snowflake.
Considered those born into less than privileged circumstances.
Here, within the construct of the modern “civilization” the majority of humans are exploited, and indeed sacrificed for the abstract notion of “progress.”
"Welcome to the jungle," and, as a cheesy-pop-kitsch group of the 80s bleated out—"it get worse here every day."
For the record: The author of this article does not subscribe to the infantile notion of our world as a dystopian jungle, regardless of the plethora of morons, charlatans, and very cranky bossy bosses, inevitably encounters along the journey under the Rising Son.
Here the old adage one’s own dainty grandmother knew—now passing on to you—hopefully it has stuck like superglue—cause it’s so very true:
If wishes were horses beggars would ride.
In the stark blinding light of reality—the fact remains unchanged—life is not fair.
Tragically, there is not a lot of hope for those born into the poverty cycle and a destitute life of servitude to the masters—both the local lackeys along with their owners the shadowy “shareholders” pulling the levers from behind the black curtain in dark.
In rare instances, a life is a series of preplanned events, with an autonomous life having never been recognized, but born to shoulder the burden of the social construct and to articulate the foundational ancient narrative of the Japanese people.
Truly, the stringent nature of Japanese society can been seen reflected in the spartan lifestyle of the Japanese emperor.
When asked about what it was like to be the Emperor of Japan, the then Emperor Akihito solemnly replied:
“Akin to being a robot.”
As naïve children, many had a secret wish to have been dealt a different lot in life—to be a celebrated artist—rich, famous, and handsome—what would it be like to be a prince, and then king?
From a distance the notion of wealth, power, and fame look somewhat attractive; nonetheless, once the lid has been removed and an objective look inside—the stories are all too familiar.
After the knocked down 7 get up 8 protocol was invoked for the umpteenth time many moons ago one finally accepted the reality:
Live in the world of material sludge as it has been constructed while conjuring the world one desires to thrive in and then to leave to those who will come from behind.
In understanding life is to be played like a game—the law of the jungle the rules—one will well prepared to face the plethora of depraved and crazy animals, drooling imbeciles, and those who think absolutely nothing whatsoever of swindling someone’s granny.
The circumstance of one enter into the atmosphere of Mother Earth is determined at the sole discretion of Amaterasu, the common sun all share and the divine star that ultimately binds humanity to one another via her life-giving ray of light.
Ultimately one must consciously choose to be grateful for all things—life in all—essence of mortality—ephemeral nature of life—inevitability of the ultimate equalizer—the final door.
In Old Japan, the dedicated samurai spent hours upon hours daily for years and years sharpening their sword-fighting skills.
Japanese history is alive with colourful figures such as the most famous swordsman of note, Musashi Miyamoto (1584 1645).
Master Miyamoto practiced the art of swordsmanship daily for more than 30 years—in an effort to achieve perfection and perhaps a state of enlightened selflessness, which is rarely achieved by the masses—MASTERY.
Sword Master Miyamoto dispatched over 60 opponents in death duels before retiring to the life of a painter, writer, and teacher.
An appropriate way to live out his days while assuming a stately disposition of honour and dignity as the natural course upon achieving mastery and enlightenment.
Perhaps the most famous of the master Japanese swordsmanship, the example set by Miyamoto was by no means rare during that particular era.
Before the rapid industrialization of Japan from the 1870s, effectively all Japanese, in whatever art or craft, spent most of their lives in pursuit of perfection in their fields.
To the uninitiated, the extreme nature of the Japanese training (shūgyō) may look brutal, but may only be a matter of, one could say, faith in the Japanese Way .
Take for instance the protocol of fortifying oneself in a waterfall of freezing water running of the naked back in the middle of winter as a matter of bolstering one’s personal constitution.
Perhaps behaviour of this extreme nature is merely a stepping stone in the process of mastery and the cold of the winter waterfall beckons as a challenge to the mental fortitude to ascertain whether or not the disciple is ready for the next step or not.
Really, only up until recently have the Occxies started to sing the praise of cold water treatment as a supreme health benefit, not only to the physical body grinding through the daily slog in the sludge of the material world, but even much more importantly to edify one’s spirit and soul.
Often the Japanese seek out shrines and temples where they engaging in meditative rituals, sitting immobile in meditation for hours at a time.
Meditation is a most difficult states to achieve as the lizard brain will make sure to keep the internal chatter at level 10 right from very start of the meditation session.
Indeed for the novice, the practice of meditation is certainly not as dramatic as being half naked and thrashed by frigid water, but can certain be even more painful—even millennia of evolution can not silence the lizard brain.
Look at the stringent training regiment of the Japanese athletes, particularly sumo wrestlers and baseball players training until they are literally exhausted, day-after-day, year-after-year, in a regime that Occxies find irrational.
The purpose of all of this Japanese-style training is to transcend the normal physical limits of the body and achieve a level of skill that is on a metaphysical or spiritual plane.
An innate trait of the Japanese is the understanding the human body is most capable of incredible feats when the mindset that controls normal behaviour is transcended, and this transcendent stage became the objective of a meaningful life.
The Japanese refer to this as karada de oboeru, or "learning with the body."
In simple terms, karada de oboeru consisted of repeating physical actions at an increasingly difficult level until they became automatic, moving to the next level until there are no levels left in which the final step become enlightenment and MASTERY
These are the same principles and skills that one can observe in master musicians, jugglers, typists and others who perform flawlessly, seemingly without conscious effort.
The karada de oboeru protocol became the underlying foundation from centuries ago for all arts and skills practiced in Japan, from such tedious, and mundane tasks as weaving baskets to creative endeavours such as writing.
However, it was in the martial arts and fine arts that karada de oboeru made its major contributions to the disposition the Japanese, allowing the more dedicated of these artists to achieve skills verging on the sublime.
The overall role and importance of the karada de oboeru protocol in Japanese life is clearly still very much evident, thus, permeating the thinking and behaviour of those who conduct business.
Succeeding in business is seen as a matter of combining spirit and physical effort—in other words:
Work hard enough and long enough, and with enough spirit and gumption, and anything can be accomplished.
The karada de oboeru concept is clearly visible today in the management philosophies and practices of most large Japanese companies as well as to those who seek MASTERY in their anointed endeavour.
There are many examples that dedication and spirit still rank higher than talent and that this is available to anyone who has the desire, perseverance, and dedication to transcend the self and reach the state of MASTERY which is akin to enlightenment.
Awareness, ambition, stamina, perseverance, fortitude:
Have what it takes to engage karada de oboeru protocol and follow its approach to the very end?
If so, it will lead to one’s own MASTERY and to its most extraordinary partner in a meaningful life lived with intent and purpose—ENLIGHTENMENT.
Something Father did time and time again was to get back up and dust himself off after being knocked down so many times.
Something burned deep inside of him compelling him forward, no matter what, undoubtably he was a a survivor and a man of his time.
Even after the devastating blow of being sued by serial environmental polluter Chevron late in life and losing everything, he not only got back up, he never lost his sense of humour throughout the many ordeals of his extraordinary life, which included growing up in abject poverty.
Father is an exemplary example of the milk of human kindness and what it means to be resilient during hard times.
Truly, when feeling dejected and alone, all one needs to do is think of him and the extreme hardship he went through to create and build an extraordinary life for his clan.
During these profoundly changing time it is of paramount importance to fortify one’s own heart, mind, and spirit, and know inside oneself―no matter what―always get back up one more time.
Once upon a time, important enlightenment penetrated this malleable mind at the most delicious yakitori shops in all of Japan.
This out-of-the-way, hole-in-the-wall was run by the dishevelled master~
and his somewhat rustic wife.
This kind of special place was truly representative of the Japan one encountered often back in the early days, but these kinds of atmospheric shop, alas, are now slowly fading away.
The kitchen floor was like a traditional style Japanese farm house—earthen.
Not only was his electrical octopus maxed out, it was also smothered in grease—a wonder the place didn’t burn down.
Often the guests coming in later were those who carried out business outside traditional hours.
One of the boys plopped himself right down beside this Occxie and started to chit-chat about this and that.
Always amicable for conversation, one could not help but notice this individual was missing both his pinkies and a ring finger.
Nonetheless, there was never reason to inquire as to his line of work while engaging him with mediocre Japanese language skills.
The protocol here is to adhere to the age-old adage:
Do not judge a book by its cover.
All guest, no matter what class or status, were there united in a common purpose—to consume the masterfully cooked Toricho chicken-on-a-skewer—among many other types of home-style cooking in the Japanese country kitchen.
Toricho holds a very special place in the heart of this country-boy who came from a very far away and conceptually remote world.
This was a very favourite place to go to in the wee hours of one’s youth, and two dearly departed friends, in particular were an important part of that particular period.
The closing time of this joint?
When the last customer left.
Often in tandem with the crowing of the roosters and the distant sound of newspaper deliverymen making rounds at the crack of dawn on the standard Honda Cub 50.
When asked what the secret was to his delicious chicken he said:
“Cook the parts that aren’t.”
This stuck as a metaphor for things one starts but never finishes.
Half baked one could say.
This comes into much more clear focus as the week and month really start to whisk by as the days of one’s life upon earthly paradise dwindle away one-by-one—mostly unnoticed—until the final decline.
It is folly to believe all whims of youth should come to fruition, but the niggling in the heart and the voice whispering in the ear for years can not be silenced—not up until the final door—marked EXIT.
One has had a few of these uncooked items on the metaphorical plate for eons, and now the forward motion and inspiration to “cook the parts that aren’t” are palpable—again in the immortal words of the Toricho master:
“Cook the parts that aren’t.”
The secret of the Toricho chicken-on-a-skewer was never revealed as the heavy smoking and mostly drunk Toricho master passed away early (50ish), and the shop close many moons ago today.
He passed his life in service to the hungry and thirsty of our community without giving a thought to his lot one way or another, for his destine was to be the Toricho master, and thus it was so.
Life passes by in the blink of an eye, so one must finish the unfinished masterpieces of one own life, before it’s too late, and to "cook the parts that aren't."
Japan is the last stop before exiting the atmosphere of mother earth to reside as a god—one foot in this material world—the other in Nirvana.
Remember, Nirvana is a Buddhist term embodying the transcendent state.
In Nirvana, there is neither suffering, desire, nor sense of self—a place where Gods hang out.
Keep in mind, in indigenous Japanese mythology (Shinto), all who pass from the material to spiritual world become a God to be venerated by the descendants of the clan.
The tenet in this pragmatic Shinto wisdom indicates the newly departed as embodying their worldly personality traits in the land of the dead.
Also, keep in mind—the emperor of Japan is a descendent and current representative of the Sun Goddess Amaterasu.
This fundamentally puts the currently living Japanese emperor (Naruhito) in the same status as the idol of Christian worship, as well as the other plethora of Gods and their images worshiped by the faithful throughout the globe.
Moreover, the Japanese exhibit breathtaking flexibility with the notion of all becoming god upon death and the memory of the departed will truly be a reflection of the life lived—good and bad—with the full spectrum in between—and the lives they touched are the molecular imprints lasting for eternity
So, why does one consider Japan to be the last stop on earthly paradise before the final departure into the Infinite Source, also referred to as Oneness?
First and foremost, the Japanese people themselves and the society created over millennia.
Many people have asked over the decades—why remain in Japan?
The stable and peaceful society the Japanese have built after the severe growing pains of industrialization remains the exemplarily model for all societies to follow with a key element of Japanese society embodied within the word chitsujo (秩序).
There is no direct concept in the Anglophone world as the notion of has developed over the millennia of Japanese community evolution.
Roughly translated as “order,” chitsujo is commonly used when referring to a harmonious society with social order.
Emphatically, social order is one of the sacred tenet immortalized in the original Japanese constitution written in the Asuka period (CE 604) by Shotoku Taishi.
Chitsujo is also an integral component of the core Japanese system of Form☀︎Order☀︎Process.
This has lead Japan to the peaceful and prosperous nation of today, which can be held up as a model society to be emulated and commended for overcoming insurmountable obstacles—including the unprecedented nuclear cataclysm event perpetrated by the Anglo-American empire upon countless innocent Japanese civilians.
Viewing the outside world from the comfort of rural Japan, it seems that more now than ever, so many other countries could use a health dose of chitsujo to alleviate the suffering of the general population.
Everyday is the right day to do one’s individual part creating chitsujo in one’s own neighbourhood and larger community— living in this world the way it has been constructed—while creating a world for those who will inherit the earth.
One of the fundamental societal protocols in Japan is the timeless nugget ringing so very true, especially here in Japan:
It isn't what you know, but who you know.
Keeping in mind the deeply rooted Japanese social conventions, and up until relatively recently, being really brilliant in Japan was often more of a hindrance than a help.
One can not easily shirk away the DNA of Japanese heritage or the rigid hierarchy of the Japanese system, and historically standing out from the crowd, especially in intelligence, was taboo.
Unlike Occxie-land, where innovations and inventions are dreamt up by maverick individuals and anointed discoverers, Japanese society could be described as a cohesive beehive where the embedded protocol of Form—Order—Process are adhered to innately as a matter of societal conventions.
Valuable skills to navigate the murky, social waters and unspoken conventions of Japan are not based solely upon IQ, but also in the ability to read the air and a distinct understanding one’s place in the strict hierarchical society of Japan is imperative for a successful life in Japan.
Those who succeed at the highest level of any endeavour in Japan have successfully created a network of trusted individuals, in many cases starting with the original human network which is often created among one’s primary or junior high school classmates—dōkyūsei, kōhai, and senpai.
One who has created a very powerful extensive network of reciprocal contact is regarded as one who has a wide face—kao ga hiroi.
Traditionally all economic and political activity in Japan has been based on personal relations, having and maintaining strong contacts in all of the pertinent areas of business and government, and this ancient system continues to prevail and will do so until the end of time.
People with kao ga hiroi know, and are known by a large number of people, and are among the most valuable connection one can have whether within a company or an organization.
This also rings true for one’s circle of friends and acquaintances, and it is always wise to have a trusted connection with those who have a “wide face.”
Generally speaking being described as kao ga hiroi is a major compliment.
Certainly in Japanese, the concept of face embodies significantly deeper implications than conceptually available to Occxies, who only communicate using Latin based languages—particularly those featuring singular and plural and countable and non-countable nouns.
Truly, there are many useful phrases in Japanese embodying the concept of face, and using these handy phrases will allow one to look more skillful and adept in Japanese language proficiency than one’s actual level.
kao ga kiku
"face is effective”
In other words "face" takes on the meaning of influence. Therefore, the individual concerned is powerful enough to get things done.
kao ga ureteiru
"person's face sells well"
A companion to kao ga hiro, the figurative meaning is the individual having a wide circle of friends and is popular among them.
kao ga tsubureru
"lose face”
Making someone lose face is one of the most egregious error to make in Japan. Here one can be sure to have made a life long enemy if ever being the catalyst for someone losing face—especially while shaming them in front of a group of peers and colleagues.
kao wo tateru
"save face or honour."
Here the slighted can recover honour and face. In Old Japan, face was restored by the time honoured tradition universally innate to all homo sapiens—an eye for an eye.
kao wo kikasu
"use one's influence"
Use the face to influence the surroundings and make one’s own neighbourhood a wonderful place for all.
kao wo kashite kudasai
"please lend me your face"
The Japanese are fundamentally insular people, and any foreigners showing up in Japan without some connection, which can be considered "face," in other words, with no contacts or connections are at a serious disadvantage.
It is always advantageous to associate with those who are in a position to lend their face and to "use influence to help."
Remember, to get things done properly in Japan, especially those who are coming for the first time and do not have anyone with the power of the kao, it is well advised to take the advice described above and round up someone who has a “face that is effective” (kao ga kiku).
As the importance of kao in Japanese society can not be understated, it is imperative to be aware of the gravity of metaphors attached to one's very own kao, and the karma of “face” will always remain after any words are spoken.
One was fortune the other day to meet with his friend and loverly wife to meet their 7 month-old-son, who happened to have a very content disposition.
Truly, isn’t there something extra special about the innocence of infants and the very young that brings out feelings of tenderness and protectiveness in the hearts of most people—even those who are not known for their sensitivity or thoughtfulness toward others.
However, in the Occxie world, the innocence of young children is generally gone by the time they reach six or seven.
This is in large part to the “Monkey See Monkey Do” protocol which mimics the behaviour of surrounding adults who see innocence as an antithesis to maturity.
The Occxies only see innocence and naivety as characteristics that are appropriate only for the very young.
In Japan, on the other hand, innocence and naivety had traditionally been regarded as highly admired traits in people of all ages, and something that was especially admired in adults.
Both innocence and naivety were regarded as reflections of purity of heart, unselfishness, and a kind, forgiving nature—somewhat like the disposition of the author of this article.
Like all societies, there is a flip-side to the innocence protocol in Japan’s traditional culture.
It is preferable for young Japanese women to display innocence and naivety.
Even now in Japan, young women consciously and subconsciously assume an innocent, naive mode when they are interacting with men.
This protocol serves two distinct purposes—for protection and to take advantage of the weakness men have for demonstrations of innocence and vulnerability.
This deeply embedded protocol of “charming naivety" are not limited to Japanese females.
In reality, this type of role-playing is an innate behaviour of most Japanese.
It is a cornerstone of personality and mannerism, which are normally presented in the regular course of life in the society of Japan, and is also exhibited in particularly to non-Japanese.
In addition to traditionally having been taught that naivety is an admirable trait, the Japanese were also molded to detest the opposite kind of behaviour
In the Land Of The Rising Son, there is simply no place in Japanese society for know-it-alls, no matter how knowledgeable or talented they might actually be.
Distain of such individuals can be extreme, resulting in behind-the-scenes action to bring the person down, making an example of those who do not conform to Japanese social conventions.
Besides utilizing the naivety protocol, innocent behaviour is performed to smooth their way within Japanese society.
The Japanese are also aware that the naivety protocol works wonders on outsiders, particularly Occxies.
The Japanese understand when a typical Westerners meet an innocent and naive person, an automatic reflex sets in.
Here the subconscious assumes the person is childish, and let their guard down, put most of their critical faculties on hold, and tend to fall all over themselves trying to help the poor innocent.
The Japanese are already masters at role-playing due to their highly stylized and demanding etiquette.
Any Japanese who are consciously aware of the naivety protocol are adept at using assumed innocence to put their Occxie counterparts at ease and to elicit extraordinary cooperation from them.
As older Japanese men become more successful, the more they are inclined to assume a soft, gentle, innocent stance that perhaps can best be described as Buddha-like.
Exactly how much of this Buddha-like character is make-believe and how much is real is beside the point.
Their image of virtuous selflessness gives creates an aura of uiuishi that vastly increases their power because people look upon them as saint-like, incapable of evil, and, therefore, someone who can be trusted to say and do what is best for everyone.
It’s good practice to not only understand the protocol of naivety, but to implement it into one’s own life, smoothing one’s own unique journey among the Japanese.
One of the most important lessons the Japanese learned from Zen Buddhism was the significance of spirit in all human endeavours.
Zen Buddhism was first introduced to Japan around 656 of the Asuka period, and brought into prominence by Eisai (1141-1215) followed by Dogen (1200-1253) who was the founder of the Soto sect.
Although buried deep in their sub-conscience, the Japan are imbued with an innate Zen-like calmness and practicality capacity.
This has to do with the deeply rooted evolution of Shintoism, which has shaped the Japanese for millennia along with the extraordinary development of Japanese culture over centuries since establishment of Zen Buddhism.
The Japanese are always surrounded by Buddhist temples and Shinto shrines strewn throughout the landscape within the nooks and crannies of Japan in what has been historically reference to as:
The Land of Gods
Indeed, could it be the Japanese receive the gift of practicality and calmness via osmosis, which is embodied wonderfully in an old Japanese saying:
mon zen no kozō narawanu kyō wo yomu
Young monks absorbing sutras sitting in front of the gate.
The Japanese have realized there is a spiritual element in all worthy achievement—the greater the achievement, the greater the contribution of spirit.
During the 11th and 12th centuries the samurai warrior class arose, and these fierce warriors became great advocates of Zen Buddhism and the teaching held within.
Why is this so?
The fundamental philosophy of Zen Buddhism teaches an austere lifestyle combined with an almost obsessive dedication to training in life skills and in the arts.
Since the lives of the samurai depended on extraordinary skill in the martial arts, and eventually an equally extraordinary degree of skill in precise social etiquette, Zen became their spiritual guide and training manual.
As Japan's ruling class from around 1185 to 1868, the Samurai closed their country, thereby developing a most extraordinary society and culture over centuries of peace as commanded by the Tokugawa clan.
During sakoku 1.0, the samurai set the standards in every facet of Japanese life—language and literature—aesthetics, arts, and crafts—in the highly stylized protocol of everyday behaviour of the Japanese—and in the embedded morality of the 6th century Shotoku Taishi constitution.
The samurai also imbued Japanese culture with a strong martial nature conditioning the Japanese to do things in a precise, regimented order and to abhor weakness or failure of any kind.
One may consider these truths to be embedded in the Japanese protocol of Form Order Process, which is the foundation of the Way of the Japanese.
There is no area of Japanese life that is not affected by the legacy of Zen, and one can see the Zen element in the character of every Japanese in all facets of Japanese life.
What is the secret to master ones own life and purpose?
Truly, the answer lies in the repetition of san ma no i—three exercises.
(1) Receiving the right teaching
(2) Dedicating oneself to the teaching
(3) Applying one's own ingenuity to what is learned from the teachings.
One of the key aspects of both absorbing and using the right teaching is emptying the mind of other matters, striving for complete detachment, and opening the mind fully in order to achieve a depth of perception completely and accurately, whatever the situation.
It is essential to develop keys of wisdom such as—ken “sight” and kan “insight.”
Nurturing the skills to understand ken and kan and applying it to all human behaviour allows one to perceive reality and read other’s intentions.
This is a highly valuable skill in Japanese society where it is important to be able to “read the air.”
As all masters understand, once having reached a high level of skill in any art or craft, training and practice must continue in order to maintain the skill, a feature of the kaizen philosophy of the Japanese.
This philosophy holds that one never totally masters anything and one must therefore continually strive for improvement.
A well-known saying in Japanese expressing the belief in continuous improvement:
"Today I must be better than the me of yesterday."
The Japanese accept the notion that the world is in a constant state of flux, and under fluid circumstances the ultimate life philosophy is in the flexibility to flow with the wind.
Generally speaking, this timeless concept remains the bedrock of Japanese ethics and morality.
Occxies, on the other hand, have always tended to look upon the world as fixed in place and at relationships and human activities as unchanging.
This difference in Western and Japanese views is dramatically demonstrated in the penchant that Westerners have for intricate details, iron-clad agreements, and contracts.
The Occxies take the view the world would fall apart if contracts were not there to hold it together.
In fact, until contemporary times, detailed agreements or contracts were unbeknown to the Japanese.
The natural order of things is for people to form alliances according to both political and business purposes, while understanding—alliances, like the cosmos, are open-ended, and allow for day-to-day adjustments that could be initiated by either side.
Generally speaking, all agreements made among the Japan were based on the principle of jijo henko, in other words "changing circumstances.”
Clearly with a rapidly changing world and daily circumstances in a state of constant flux it is imperative the concerned parties to any agreement understand terms of a contract could never be absolute, nor should they be.
The absolutism of contractual obligation is what is creating an unprecedented clash of civilizations all the more likely, and the stark contrast between East and West could not be more viscerally evident than nowadays.
When the Western practice of written contracts was introduced into Japan, the Japanese considered this as evidence Westerners were so unethical and immoral that they could not trust anyone to keep their word.
The Japanese also regard the idea of being forced to abide by a minutely detailed contract as irrational and rightfully so, as any sensible mind understands that there is no way any given situation can remain the same for either party over a period of time.
The concept of jijo henko remains imbedded in Japanese business protocol, and contracts are looked upon as general guidelines which are subjected to revision as circumstances warrant.
Indeed, much to the chagrin of the Occxies, Americans in particular, the Japanese still tend to regard contracts they sign as being "adjustable."
For certain, the Japanese regularly "adjust" contracts and verbal agreements unilaterally, and occasionally remove them altogether, without any feeling of inappropriateness or unreasonableness whatsoever.
Truly, not adjusting the provisions of a contract when not doing so is detrimental to either parties interests is simply irrational.
The Japanese see no contradiction in their casual treatment of contracts and they view themselves as among the worlds most honest, sincere, trustworthy and honourable people, which for the most part is true.
Indeed in the eyes of the Japanese, arbitrarily reinterpreting a contact to suit themselves comes under the sphere of personal matters where human feelings take precedence.
When these circumstances occur, the other side is expected to understand and accept their actions even if it inconveniences them and costs them money.
It is understood in such situations the side breaking the contract will be obligated to the other side for a similar indulgence in the future—everything balance out in the end.
The concept of jijo henko remains the bedrock of relationships in Japan, and this flexibility solidifies the long-term outlook of mutually beneficial relationships—the long game.
The Japanese, along with those who understanding their Way are acutely aware of the ephemeral nature of life.
This can be observed in their reverence of cherry blossom fluttering away—representing the transitory nature of all life.
Truly, the fickle nature of the human condition and the whims of the universe can never be engraved in granite.
Regardless of the intention of either party when initiating a contractual agreement, just like the fleeting life of the cherry blossoms high in the trees, the situation is always fluid, changing, and for that one can be guaranteed.
The month of January hold a special place in one’s heart as this is the month one arrived to the Land Of The Rising Son on January 11, 1987.
One could have never imagined the places, people, and events to be experienced over the next several years when sitting under the kotatsu on a clear and icy January day, eating mikan and watching the New Year Grand Sumo event in the first days of one’s life long adventure in Japan.
By virtue of living in Japan, the opportunity to meet people from diverse cultures and life experiences has deeply enriched one’s own life in ways too profound to be express in mere words.
Like many things in life, the turning of a year represents the passing of 12 calendar months, 52 weeks, and 365 days of one’s unique journey upon Mother Earth—the passage of one’s life and times—think about it.
Even more so, the passage of time represent life events to be marked as significant milestones in one’s own journey—whatever those may be.
As a friendly reminder of the ephemeral nature of life and the silent passage of time, one marks the turning of each day in a somewhat macabre countdown to 100 years-old.
Each day that passes is marked off where one can see the fleeting nature of life in cold-hard numbers.
Even though there are 15,472 days left in one’s journey, and this may seem like a lot—but really, it is not…
What will the feeling be when the number is—lower—much lower?!?!?!
The year of Reiwa 5 will be filled with purpose and meaning—only if one chooses for it to be so.
Living a life with intent and purpose is the sole objective each day of one’s own unique journey around the Sun.
Look at the dawn of each new day as the beginning of a new life.
Explore the nooks and crannies of one’s own life experience, reach out to others, as well as more deeply within one own self.
Here there is a Once In A Lifetime opportunity to share one’s own meaning and purpose with the others.
Here one can touch and inspire those who are lost and looking for purpose, meaning, and motivation to create initiative in their own lives and to see one who encourages and uplifts the others.
One thing is for certain:
Reaching into, and exploring the nooks and crannies of the human experience leads to a much more worthwhile life experience.
When the countdown is finally reaches 0, one can go forth to the great beyond—become a god in one’s own right as the earth continues to spin around and around until the end of time.
May the year of Reiwa 5 be a year full of inspiration, meaning, and purpose and the continuing prosperity and health of one’s clan .
Life changed dramaticallywhen older cousin Dennis roll through our small rural British Columbia town in 1977.
He was so very kind to take a 14-year-old boy to the record store—buying Led Zeppelin IV and the double album—Waiting for Columbus, by Little Feat.
Here the life long love of music was consolidated on side-one, song-one—"Black Dog" on Led Zeppelin IV.
Note: Maggie May sparked the love of music by taking her child to classical and jazz concerts from ΩNE’s earliest memories.
Dennis was a true music fan and would travel great distances around North America to see all the contemporary acts of the 70.
Undeniably a man of his time, he lived his life to the fullest—his own way.
He choose a life of tough seasonal work in the harsh-frigid environments of northern Canada, where he constructed pipelines, and for most of his adult life, as the foreman.
Never one to sit in an office all day, he only worked these lucrative seasonal jobs, spend his precious time living his life according to his own principles.
One summer Dennis rolled through our town with his airstream in tow.
“I am on my way to ‘babysit’ a mining camp while it is idled for the summer.” He said to me joyously while tuning up his dirt-bike.
For certain his Husqvarna dirt-bike allowed him to savour the meaning of true freedom in northern Canada and what it means to be truly alive.
Dennis was a pescatarian, didn’t smoke, and only drank socially.
Perhaps, seeing his own father die early of a heart attack due to an unhealthy life style made him conscientious of his own health and mortality.
Unfortunately, there is nothing that can stop the hands of time, and there always comes the time, when one no longer has any time left at all.
Just a brief time ago Maggie May called to say beloved cousin Dennis had stage 4 esophageal cancer, which had spread to his lungs and marrow.
Time ran out for Dennis soon after that fateful call from Maggie May.
Beloved cousin Dennis died and became a God on November 24, 2022 at 03:12 at the young age of 68—his life come and gone, in the twinkle of an eye.
The last time to every speak to Dennis was to invite him to come to a grand party in celebration of one’s father’s 85th, and Maggie May’s 80th.
The plan was to gather the greater clan and unite around the elders to venerate and honour them—as it should be.
Much to our dismay, traveling was not possible at the start of the age of Corona in early 2020, thus, the once-in-a-lifetime party never occurred.
Moreover, the opportunity to see beloved Dennis one more last time was not to be, alas with much sorrow.
However, the very fond and pleasant memories of this special man will continue to warm one’s heart until the end of one own time.
Thank you Dennis for giving your brotherly love to a little boy, and for treating me like your friend.
There’s often a debate between pet owners as to whether one is a cat person or a dog person.
Having the privilege of growing up with both cats (feline) and dogs (canine), one can truly say:
Domesticate companion animals are imperative in alleviating the suffering of isolation and loneliness—regardless of the species of animal one choose to keep as a pet.
For certain, the binary misnomer of CAT vs DOG also excludes more esoteric choices of domesticated companions such as guinea pigs, boa constrictors, turtles, and carp—among the vast array animals the humans species keep as pets.
Surely this tedious binary way of thinking is now well past its expiry date—a relic of the past no doubt.
This archaic binary notion can now be retired along with the narrow-mindedness the ridiculous notion binary thinking encompasses.
In fact, one can actually ascertain the degree of empathy in those who choose to keep companion animals—in particular those who have rescued distressed animals from despair and abandonment.
The Big Girl loves animals, and shortly after marriage, a most extraordinary family member entered our atmosphere in November of 2014.
An abandoned cat, he found his way to his ancestral home by perseverance and fortitude—along with the desire to live.
Pancakes almost starved to death, but the gentle hand of fate touched his soul and brought him to what could only be considered feline paradise, where he acts as the wise sage of the Clan—in possession of Potion of Emotion, which among many traits, takes One’s sorrow away.
A short year later, Mr, Twinkle was rescued, and became the second son, One could say.
As the feline clan grew year by year, the individual member settled into their respective places in the hierarchy in the society of cats, in rural Japan.
This is reflected in the fact that this spoilt cat is the biggest baby of them all.
He gets lonely at night and likes to interrupt this monkey’s slumber due to his desire to play throughout the night—he is a nocturnal animal after all.
Still a year later, two more beautiful cats came to join our clan—both of them rescued.
Unfortunately, the female of this exquisite pair died of pneumonia a couple of short weeks later.
A tragedy to say the least, but this is where the true nature of life is revealed in a painful way—all living things must die it is merely a matter of time.
Regardless, Cinnamon our third son is healthy and an important part of our Clan’s society.
He brings smiles with his innocence and joy when he demands to sit on one’s knee and get some deep love.
Unlike the others, one could say he is ten nen boke, which translates nicely into “a natural airhead.”
Two years later, The Big Girl came across a pair of sisters in an animal shelter, and it was destiny—Empress Grace and Infinity Hisho Jasmine, joined the Clan in 2017.
The older of the two, Jasmine is as skinny as a rail, unlike her sister, Empress Grace, in which One could say is a little on the plump side.
Jasmine, the Infinity Hisho, takes care of all affairs, and dispenses indispensable wisdom, while steering this bag of chemicals, around the Quantum Field.
A truly awesome aspect about Jasmine is her innate trait of total flexibility where she can turn on a dime when new information crosses her radar.
She is also a history buff and Dan Carlin’s Hardcore History is her absolute favorite.
Indeed, the Infinite Hisho has make a world of difference in this monkey’s life—deep gratitude for all she does.
Fascinating to observe the youngest female establishing herself as the Empress, reigning above all, the sovereign ruler of this Domain.
Never one to back down from a fight, she is capable of icy stares, which would make Satan himself retreat to safer grounds.
Regardless, she does things her own way, and having an Empress in the house makes for wonderful and fulfilling days.
One can not recommend a society of companion animals enough, countless animals are anticipating a loving home, and now more than ever is the time to extend hospitality, to all animals who are awaiting an ally’s dome.
One thing that is always present as time marches on will be the inevitable death of these animals long before this monkey’s time on the planet is done.
This suffering of loss is the price One must pay, for the countless experiences of joy, fellowship, and comfort provided throughout One’s Way.
Having tasted the bitter flavour of ennui and wandering for years in the proverbial desert, a consequential breakthrough was uncovered.
Do not ignoring important forks in the road, whatever they may be.
Over time, the stark realization one’s Japanese language skills would remain in the jozu desu ne category, forever, carrying with it a feeling of hopelessness and despondency.
Cultural point 1: The phrase jozu desu ne is used by the Japanese, particularly on those from Occxie-land, when there is even a minor level of cohesive communication in Japanese.
Cultural point 2: This innocuous comment is intended to be kind, but to those who seek deeper levels of communication with the Japanese, it is also serves a stinging backhanded compliment, and a bleak reminder:
Regardless of how far one has come—one must still go farther along the way day by day—until the final play—passing into the God molecules, and continuing along one's own Way.
Fork In Road
The Ministry of Education mandates the Japanese language curriculum consisting of 2,136 ideograms, and two other syllabaries—hiragana and katakana.
Over time, one came to the bleak realization—without Japanese reading ability—illiteracy.
It is said when the student is ready, the teacher will appear.
Regardless of the intense degree of difficultly for this old autodidact, the kanji challenge was the most significant forks in road.
Entering into the realm of the Japanese literate, has lead to extraordinary opportunities, not available to those who cannot read, or write Japanese.
Fork In Road
Relationships at all stages, must be carefully examined throughout life.
People progress in different paces and ways, and more often than not, the value to each other changes over the course of time.
It is best to recognize when old relationship no longer serve association, and it is always prudent to move on, when that important fork in road has been realized with clarity.
As one matures, the realization of the fleeting nature of life, and how quickly the journey ends, has allowed one to put to rest any relationship no longer serving the edification of each other.
Fork In Road
Truly, as one heads into the 6th decade of life next year, the most significant fork in road has now appears and the necessity of the next step, no matter how large, can no longer be ignored.
Watching the country of one’s birth collapse into incivility, the once beautiful society one was privilege to have been raised in is now a faded memory.
Indeed, as one said to beloved mother the other day.
If living until 95 years of age, one has the opportunity to live one more full adult lifetime in Japan.
Thus, the fork in road for the author of this article is to leave the citizenship of birth behind—becoming a citizen of Japan—the country of my family, clan, and community.
Such decisions one could imagine are not easy, but more often than not the fork in road has a brilliant spotlight shinning on its entrance.
Here, after understanding the reading system of Japan, one can now clearly see the nooks, crannies, and layers of Japan, along with the rich magic held within the Japanese heart, spirit and mind.
The stark contrast between the Occidental Industrial Education system, in which one was indoctrinated in the 70s, and Japanese eduction is profound.
Seeing Japanese school children dressed in school uniforms the first time was a sight to behold.
Having never thought about school uniforms until seeing the Japanese students, one could see they identified with their most important group—school mates.
However, in a small rural town in Occxie-land, it was always clear which strata of society the classmates resided in based upon the overall quality of their appearance, and personal hygiene protocol.
This truth only became more evident as things turned into a fashion show, and the spectrum of cruel one-upmanship was visceral as the Occxie-kids advanced up the Industrial Education indoctrination ladder.
To be clear—one-upmanship is innate in all humans—the Japanese are no exception—discrimination is simply more difficult to do based upon outward appearance.
Truly, one was also shocked to see Japanese children going to school on Saturday of all things!
In the pristine mountains of Occxie-land, Saturday was clearly the first day of the coveted weekend, and going to the indoctrination center was the furtherest thing from this author’s mind.
Here in Japan, one also quickly understood the significance of the omnipresent school club and how it forges a mindset serving them in the hierarchal society of Japan.
The Japanese students must dedicated their life to their coach, fellow members, and pledge loyalty to the club.
These extracurricular activity, although said to be voluntary, are in reality not, unless one is asking for the dreaded mura hachibu.
Club activity often caps the regular school day with early bird practice from 06:30, resuming after school for a few more hours, just before running off to the cram school.
Not only does club activity make for really long days, but more often than not, club activity is also scheduled for Sunday—making the club predominate in Japanese school life.
The school year also last much longer in Japan.
In fact, one could say because of this, Japanese students are well prepared for the life of a worker bee as a cog in the machine of Japan—creating Form, Order, and Process.
The school year starts the beginning of April and goes all the way until the middle of March.
Summer break starts at the end of July, but this is where the omnipresent club activity relentlessly continues throughout August, with a short intermission to celebrate Obon.
Don’t forget to add in the copious amount of homework for the Japanese student to complete over the summer holiday—in principle any notion of separation from the school community is simply never considered.
Fortunately for this Occxie-kid, who could not identify with the soul crushing Industrial Education System, the two and a half months of summer vacation was replete with tons of fun and boatloads of joy.
It’s true—the school doors were slammed shut and locked, until the beginning of new school year—in September.
Truthfully, the chances of this author remembering any math equations or most of the other pointless drivel spewed from the extremely tedious government employees was minimal at the best.
Surely the designers of the morally bankrupt Anti Matriculation protocol—formerly known as the Industrial Education Complex—supposedly created to nurture, enlighten, and brighten our children—only to produces indoctrinated, stoopid, and willfully ignorant adherents—clearly a reflection of Mal Matriculated Industrial Drones.
Could it be the Japanese education system is a more pragmatic way to prepare its citizens for real life in the modern world?
Indeed, for first three years of elementary school life in Japan, there are no tests.
Here the conventions of Japanese society are instilled into the children along with communal objectives such as planting a garden, or raising small animals in the school yard.
For Japanese student, going to school is nothing short of the ultimate practice for when they official join “adulthood” as formalized in the Coming Of Age Ceremony come January.
Consider an education system a reflection of any given society as a whole—the conventions and protocols contained within will undoubtedly determine its success or failure.
Even so, as the world turns, the Industrial Education Complex is now in it’s final stages, and herein lies the opportunity for the Japanese to create new education systems to serve the world's children in the Age Of Corona, now and far beyond.
The Japanese government carried out a capital punishment event recently.
Interestingly enough, over 80% of Japanese citizens support capital punishment.
One queried two men in their late 20s, curious as to the Japanese youth view on capital punishment.
The first one said he was against capital punishment.
No bleeding heart here however, as he said:
“I would like the perpetrator suffering mental anguish as punishment for their crimes against the society until the end of their natural life.”
The second young man sided with the majority saying:
“Capital punishment must be carried out to atone for crimes against the social conventions of Japan.”
Unlike the United States—the only other G7 country still executing citizen—Japanese death row inmates never know the date of execution.
This particular execution was carried out to atone for a heinous crime which took place on June 8, 2008.
The executed death row inmate rammed a rented vehicle into a crowded pedestrian area of Akihabara—also know as Electric Town—killing three via vehicular homicide.
The perpetrator then raged into a stabbing frenzy leaving four more victims dead, and inflicting harm on several other innocent victims.
Execution orders come from the very top.
In order for executions to take place in Japan, the Justice Minister—Yoshihisa Furukawa in this particular instance—must stamp the execution order with the official seal of the Justice Ministry.
Now one can understand the power contained within the Almighty Chop, as once the order is stamped with the official government seal, the execution is carried out the same day.
Here the ancient Way of Japan comes into full view—the fact remains—the day of reckoning is only revealed the morning of the execution.
There is no hoopla or fanfare.
There is no one last meal.
There is only a Buddhist priest, the prison guards, and the last walk to the gallows of Japan to be hung by the neck until dead.
This is in sharp contrast to the United States, as the affairs of capital punishment are the responsibility of each state.
Indeed, depending on the state where the capital crime occurs, there are a variety of execution methods terminating the life of the damned.
This American style lethal justice is carried out using a variety of methods depending on the state:
Lethal injection Electric chair Hanging Firing squad Gas chamber
Just to be clear, Japan and the U$A keep company with the likes of Saudi Arabia, China, and Iran when it comes to capital punishment (see full list).
In a practical observation of executions in Japan, all executions taking place since arriving in 1987 can be considered justified according to the conventions of Japanese society, and the punishment fitting the nature of the crime.
One of the most shocking events experienced in the early days of Japan was between August 1988 and June 1989.
This is where a male perpetrator murdered four young girls in Tokyo and Saitama Prefecture.
The girls from 4 to 7-years-old when murdered in his car before dismembering and molesting their corpses.
He also engaged in cannibalism, preserved body parts as trophies, and taunted the families of his victims.
Sentenced to death in 1997, he was executed in 2008.
Deranged mentally ill people are not exclusive to Japan.
These vile filthy animals lurk in the darkest corners of the demented and lunatic mind—wreaking havoc upon Oneness—wherever they may go.
In the country of one’s own passport, there was a local serial killer in a reign of terror from 1980 to 1981.
The final count of innocent victims was eleven children.
The perpetrator of these heinous crimes was sentenced to life in prison in January 1982—dying in prison on October 2, 2011—almost 30 full years after these crimes against humanity.
Whether justice was served appropriately for the beloved left behind, is a matter of personal conviction.
Make no mistake about this:
Perpetrators of heinous acts breaching the ancient social conventions of Japan will have to reconcile at the Japanese Ministry of Justice Hangman Department.
The ancient system of Japan has evolved over millennia—founded upon Form Order and Process—including capital punishment protocol, and will continue to enforce the core tenets of the Japanese for the foreseeable future.
Not familiar with this important historical Japanese terminology?
sakoku 1.0 is the era of isolation between 1603 and 1867.
Known as Edo, it was ruled over by the razor-sharp blade of the Tokugawa Clan.
In Old Japan the Tokugawa Shogunate enforced strict social order and the rigidly structured social hierarchy system of the Japanese, which has been evolving over millennia.
Over the next 264 years, the Japanese cultivated a culture of extraordinary systems anchored in the principles of Form, Order, and Process.
Make no mistake about the calculated brutality enforcing mandated adherence to strict social hierarchy in order to keep one’s fledgling country in civil order after the extremely brutal sengoku jidai (1467-1568 CE) where it was said:
The rivers of Japan run crimson with blood.
The peace and stability of the Tokugawa period, and the economic development it fostered, set the stage for the rapid modernization that took place after the Meiji Restoration.
Here is another critical historical lesson as to why the Japanese had to open their county after 264 years of self-imposed isolation.
Imperialist American Gunboat Diplomacy.
Commodore Perry came to Japan representing the United States of America, along with a squadron of four vessels.
For a time, Japanese officials refused to speak with Commodore Perry, but under threat of attack they accepted letters from President Millard Fillmore.
After giving Japan time to consider the establishment of external relations, Commodore Perry returned to Tokyo with nine ships in March 1854.
On March 31, he signed the Treaty of Kanagawa with the Japanese government, opening Japan to American trade and permitting the establishment of a U.S. consulate in Japan.
Fundamentally, the Japanese were forced to open to international trade under grave threat of violence and destruction at the hands of the Americans.
Yet, this is genocidal behaviour continues around the globe up until this very day.
This historic event initiated one of the greatest achievements in human history—the industrialization of Japan reflecting the best of Occxie-land, and beyond.
The history books bear witness to the fact that just seven short years after the Meiji period ended, a newly modernized Japan was recognized as one of the "Big Five" powers at the Versailles Peace Conference that ended World War I.
Perhaps Commodore Perry and the myopic Americans were aghast after witnessing what the Japanese are capable of achieving when exposed to ideas that will advance the nation of Japan combined with Form, Order, and Process.
Which brings all to the sakoku 2.0 version of Japan, which started with the Covid virus in March 2020.
Although one may think of viruses as microscopic, viruses take many forms and one must be certain viruses are not surreptitiously infecting one’s own mind, heart or soul.
The unending plagues and conflicts now tormenting our shared planet, is at an all time high and spinning out of control faster and faster, and will continue to do so for the foreseeable future.
This is where another very important Japanese protocol comes into play which is necessary to understand as to why the Japanese nation will probably reject unfettered tourism ever again.
One of the most profound cultural traits of the Japanese is the deeply engrained notion of tatemae and hone.
tatemae: constructed reality to which everyone play lip service honne: true feelings
What is on display now is farcical theatrics paying lips service to the re-opening of Japan to untethered tourists.
Most regrettably, many long-term resident in the foreign community have built lives around tourism, presenting highly unique experiences for the curious and bold, but now leaves them in a bottomless pit of uncertainty.
Unfortunately, due to the looming Thucydides’s trap, staring directly into Japan’s face, one now has to ponder what exactly will be Japan’s role in the fast-approaching, volatile, and unpredictable geopolitical conundrums, now billowing in, one after another.
In all likelihood, the Japanese will take a wait-and-see approach and implement necessary measures according to the fluidity of the situation.
Remember, it is not the feckless interchangeable faces of the Japanese politicians and their long-suffering secretaries running the show.
It is the faceless bureaucrats who manipulate the levers of power behind the black curtain, and make no mistake about it, these old Japanese men are simply mindless bureaucratic cogs grinding the system of Japan forward.
Japanese bureaucrats are programmed by the deep indoctrination necessary to pass the stringent Japanese government bureaucrat exam, and these people have absolutely no interest in anything expect the advancement of Japan, which at the present time does not include unfettered free-range tourism.
Uncomfortably true, the absence of throngs of tourists selfieing their way through the ancient civilization of Japan is a welcome reprieve for many long-term residents, and indeed most Japanese citizens, who have no vested interest in foreign tourist coming back to Japan again, whatsoever.
It is always a joyful occasion when introducing the Japanese to the miracle of gravy ’n’ rice.
This remarkable meeting of two culinary culture touchstones fuses these staples into a flavour unlike any other.
For certain the Japanese hold rice in the highest esteem in connection with the cultural significance of this sacred grain, and the evolution of Japanese civilization.
Of equal significant meaning, but of less cultural magnitude are the humble drippings of pork roast, which are then turned into gravy.
Indeed one’s beloved father, in the French Canadian tradition was deeply fond of porcine and the versatility of this staple.
In fact, he loved pork so much, he would save bacon grease to add to his world famous pancakes.
Not only were his pancakes excellent, he was also fond of (deep) frying eggs in bacon grease as well, something his spouse put a stop to later in his long life (June 15, 1935 ~ April 5, 2022).
Historically speaking, the Japanese do not roast whole pieces of meat or birds as Japanese kitchens are rarely equipped with a proper oven.
Indeed, the average Japanese housewife's need for an over, or the concept of roasting something whole lies outside Japanese culinary protocol.
The only thing the Japanese housewife is roasting is a piece of fish, one for each member of the family in the ubiquitous fish grill, which is present in all Japanese kitchens.
It is because the Japanese do not have a concept of authentic gravy is exactly where the magic lies.
There are pretenders to the throne of sauces, such as the popular yet mundane demi glace, or other types of Japanese sauces (tare), which although delicious, can not match the heavenly combination of gravy ’n’ rice.
Eating gravy ’n’ rice for the first time is an enlightening experience for any Japanese person lucky enough to be offered gravy ’n’ rice and may only happen once in a lifetime.
One could say the meeting of sacred Japanese polished rice, and pork grease gravy, which is prepared by gently folding flour into pork fat while mixing the secret flavoured water, containing the hidden mystery of our clan’s gravy recipe invoking a somewhat religious experience.
It’s almost as if introducing the Japanese to gravy ’n’ rice created a fusion of Japanese and Occidental culinary civilization, in the unlikely combination of gravy ’n’ rice.
Adding authenticity to the complete meal entails roasted potatoes slathered with New Zealand grass-fed butter and a generous helping of fresh Aomori garlic.
Don’ forget a health drizzle of Australian macadamia nut oil, and a sprinkle of herbs and spices, which only adds to the perplexing menagerie of flavours one has coaxed out of the lowly potato.
Gravy can be successfully made from may different kind of fat drippings.
A traditional turkey dinner often related to Occidental holidays is a case in point.
For certain, there is a vegan recipe for gravy one can smear all over veggies and indeed even fruit until the heart has become content.
Here one would only need to substitute a vegetable soup cube and other magic (salts, herbs, spices) available to those who chose not to eat the carcasses of dead animals.
Perhaps one can consider gravy ’n’ rice as a metaphor for foundation of a wonderful life.
The foundation of life is rice, and topped with gravy, adds variety and spice to life .
The ancient traditional Japanese values and behaviour differ fundamentally from those raised in Christianized cultures in the most extraordinary Ways.
In 1543, a Chinese junk with several Portuguese traders was blown off course into Japan.
Here the first ever recorded encounter between Westerners and Japanese occurred on Tanegashima off the coast of Kyushu.
It was here the Japanese were first introduced to firearms, gun powder, and tobacco.
Indeed the lord of the island was so impressed with the Portuguese matchlock instrument of death, he ordered his craftsmen to set up a foundry and duplicate them.
Here is evidence of the innate Japanese trait of taking novel items from other worlds and crafting the object into something uniquely Japanese, and more often than not, superior in all aspects.
In spite of these brilliant displays of craftsmanship and understanding, in the eyes of the Westerners, the Japanese had no sense of morality or ethics.
Imagine the shock of the first puritanical foreign missionaries arriving in Japan, in what Koizumi Yakumo describes as “fairyland.”
The attitude and behaviour of the Japanese in most practical matters, including those of a sexual nature, are in fundamental alignment with nature, as is indicative of an agrarian island nation.
Even today the Japanese do not regard nudity or sex as sinful or something shameful.
This was made evidently clear as one enjoyed a leisurely outdoor bath in one of the ubiquitous hot springs sprinkled throughout Japan.
The cleaning lady was chatting with stark-naked male patron in what could only be described as a surreal scene in a peculiar movie.
She was also kind enough to mention the lovely day while checking the bath temperature, as one was soaking solo in the outdoor taru buro.
No issues, as one was able to overcome the Occidental Christian shame and punishment protocol concerning nudity, which also happens to be a reflection of the beauty and divinity of our common body and soul.
These criticisms of the Japanese was to continue for the next 400 years.
Exposed here is the Occidental Christians protocol of projecting superiority over Japanese culture and way of life, where they advocates detachment from the natural ebb and flow of life, and one's own ancestors.
A more practical understanding of the difference between Western and Japanese morality only really came to light the mid-1900s
The difference between these two distinct minds is directly bound to the religious systems dominating the two cultures.
Keep in mind, the Japanese are not, and never have been “religious” in the mythological sense of Christianity.
In the West, Christianity and its dogma is based upon the absolute principles of good and bad, right and wrong.
This is the dominant philosophical and spiritual force of Christianity which embodies a detailed code of thought and behaviour that was drummed into Westerners from childhood.
Even all the more unpleasantly so, every thought and action was prescribed and judged by a single, all-powerful, all-knowing god.
Westerners were conditioned to pass judgment on every aspect of life, labeling every thought and action as good or bad, moral or immoral.
All precepts pertaining to life were expressed in these absolute terms.
These canons of Mammon were created to serve generation after generation of morally bankrupt religious parasites sucking the spirit and soul from our common humanity.
Life in the West was ruled by absolute principles, starting with the Ten Commandments.
The indoctrinated Christian Occidentals were conditioned to suffer emotional and spiritual pain if they broke any of these commandments, even when their "misbehaviour" was unknown to others.
For this omnipresent Western style god, or more realistically, what has now morphed into the “State,” wants to knows if you have been naughty or nice, and will for certain exact its pound of flesh and revenge as it sees fit, jury, judge, and executioner, all in the name of the lord.
The prime directive of Western culture was that everyone should be conditioned to automatically distinguish between right and wrong as prescribed by the Church.
However, this has never guarantee “good" or even humane behaviour, and much of the evil committed by the West is still done in the name of religion.
In Japan, on the other hand, there is no single omnipotent god whatsoever.
The Japanese have their own constitution handed down from Taishi Shōtoku in 604 CE, which takes a much more pragmatic approach to carry oneself throughout life.
There are no religious texts teaching absolute truths.
The roots of the Japanese are in the detailed guidelines concerning form order, and process.
These are matters of social status, position, gender, relationships, and the like, and has nothing to do with religious tenets whatsoever.
Among the Japanese, ultimate power is not in the hands of a god, but in the hands of their group.
What the Japanese fear the most is the opinion and judgement of the individual member of their group, and they must do their best to conform to the majority opinion and wishes of their superiors.
In cultural context, when circumstance were peaceful, what was true and moral was determined by the majority of the group.
This consensus mentality is deeply embedded in the psyche of the Japanese, and is a fundamental protocol to which the Japanese innately adhere.
In times of conflict and chaos, when the center of power changed, truth and morality also changed to conform to the new circumstances.
In other words, the virtuous Japanese were those who stayed in harmony with their fellow group members, and obeyed all etiquette rules demanded by their social system.
There is no such thing as absolute good or bad in the psychological make up of the Japanese.
There is only the immediate needs of the many.
Whatever serves the needs of the majority is good, whatever does not is bad.
By extension of this situational morality, whatever benefits group leaders in Japanese society is also good for that group's members.
Certainly, the first Westerners in Japan who were indoctrinated into the absolutist Christian principles of right or wrong were shocked when encountering the circumstantial and human-centred morality of the Japanese.
The foundation of the Japanese Way and our harmonious society is a divine blend of Shinto, Buddhism, Confucianism, and Tao.
The Japanese need not, nor want a dogmatic desert deity passing subjective eternal judgment upon the Japanese race, or the clans of Japan.
Not only are the ancestral clans watching over the decedents from the Shinto god-shelfs and Buddhist alters, the Japanese must deal with the rigours of our "tate shakai" society and must adhere to the form, order and process of their group.
Regardless, each Japanese has plenty to live up to in this strict hierarchical society, and one can plainly see the moral code of the Japanese imbedded into the DNA.
True to their nature, the Japanese have now folded the democratic principles introduced by the United States in 1945 into their ancient moral code into what can simply now be referred to as “The System.”
There is nothing like the innocent life of a new born child.
Alas, in most cases, this innocence ends abruptly as the indoctrination process begins in-earnest.
For many unlucky boys raised in the Occidental tradition, the indoctrination start with a blade and the male genitalia in what is known as the unkindest cut of them all; circumcision.
This vile edict from long dead self-appointed and regally anointed "people of god" is still carried out in the name of piety in some regions of our troubled world; female genital mutilation.
All claiming to be in direct communication with monotheistic gods must be looked upon with deep suspicion and as suffering from megsalomania, delusion of grandeur, and rotten to their putrid core with deep-seated mental illness.
Moreover, fantastic fables of god and miracle are simply designed by Mammon to be in the service of the chosen “people of god” at the dear expense of the flock, or otherwise know in Christianity as “sheep.”
Let us all now reflect upon the fate of the majority of sheep……
Amen.
Clearly, the original message of Jesus, from whence a beacon to the downtrodden once shone has now taken on a much more menacing and sinister meaning.
Here, the fraud is evident for all to see as the naked greed motivating these “people of god” is clearly rooted in the material sludge of this mortal world.
In case one did not know, the fleecers fleece the fleeced to the tune of 10% of their gross income; this is what is known as tithing.
Even much more heart-wrenchingly so, the gullible masses accept that they must wait for a reward in the afterlife, in what is refer to as “heaven.”
As is with all evolution, so it is with Christianity.
The modern Christians understand mandating the surrender of one’s own sovereignty can be clearly dismissed as dead mythology.
Here is something important to understand about “heaven” and now needs to be prudently examined for veracity.
According to Christian doctrine, unless one had received Jesus as their personal saviour, and to have been washed by the blood of the lamb (Jesus), one can not enter the kingdom of “heaven.”
This is exclusionary in the extreme, and contra-humanistic.
If this Christian tenet is taken at face value, the Japanese are heading straight to hell, according to this particular Christian dogma.
Joyfully so, the message of love and harmony is still prevalent in certain circles of Christianity today.
Here is something that is universally applicable to ponder, no religion necessary:
Do not judge a book by its cover.
The Japanese do not judge others, it is not necessary, for we live in the tate shakai social structure of Japan.
Indeed, the Japanese citizens’ place in this complex society is most likely to be predetermined and accepted as the natural course of one own life.
Remember, Japan was an isolated island nation in the middle of the Pacific Ocean until only recently (Commodore Perry and Japan [1853-1854]).
The resilience of the Japanese can not be underestimated, and the Japanese Spirit prevailed even when gravely threatened by the Jesuits during the sakoku period from 1603 to 1867.
As pointed out in Koizumi Yakumo seminal work; Japan, an Attempt at Interpretation, in the chapter entitled, Jesuit Peril, one can see the Japanese flatly rejecting any notion of a disconnection from one’s own ancestry in the service of a false god in a far away land.
What Yakumo saw, and saliently described during the birth of industrial Japan, was that the Japanese are not “religious,” but in fact, adhere to the Way of Ancestor Worship.
Moreover, the Japanese place the highest value on form, order, and process…one could almost say, religiously.
The Japanese are welcoming to all, they only ask for recognition of just a few commonsensical protocols while visiting the sacred land of Japan.
respectful of others mind your manners venerate ancestors life’s ephemeral nature live and let live
For further insight in to the Land Of The Rising Son, why not take a moment to check out the following nooks and crannies:
(あ)How the Japanese think about love in I Don't Love You I Like You A Lot.
(い)Why is the personal seal of approval on mundane business documents necessary all the time. Find out in The Almighty Chop
(う)The most important film critic you have never heard of, meet Yodogawa Nagaharu here.
(え)Not your average American buffet, but plenty pork intestite and stinky fish, welcome to Akitaya - A Family Restaurant.
(お)Will Japan become just like the good old U$A? Ask Mickey Mouse.
(か)You are what you eat whether you like it or not, some RoundUp with your rice?
(き)An angel on earth disseminating joy, Who is Uehara Hiromi?
(く)Never would one have thought in a lifetime to have had the honour to meet a Kamikaze pilot.
(こ)What happens when one becomes bewitched and under a spell, Is My Wife a (Good) Witch?
The chasm between “East” and “West” has never been as volatile since the enslavement of the Chinese nation with a massive opioid addiction pandemic early in the 20th century.
Western civilization evolved from the Greeks and Romans, and when considering Eastern civilization, China comes to mind as the representative of the East, as this is the birth place of Confucius.
Keep in mind, the moral tenets of the Asia nations are based first and foremost upon Ancestor Worship, infused with the peaceful teachings of the Buddha, and communal specific rituals passed down from generation to generation.
Let us now refresh our memories as to why this historical inflection point has now set up a showdown between these two civilizations.
There were two armed conflicts in China in the mid-19th century between the forces of Western countries and the Qing dynasty (644 to 1911-12).
These two wars are referred to as the “Opium Wars.”
The first Opium War was fought between China and Britain (1839–42).
The second Opium War, also known as the Arrow War, was the Anglo-French War in China fought by Brits and French against the Chinese (1856–60).
These conflicts marked the start of the era of unequal treaties with the Chinese.
However, this malice and disgraceful behaviour toward Asians was not something unfamiliar to the Occxie overlords, and this sneaky technique is still used in many forms even until this very day.
On a colonial note, this is where the Brits came into possession of Hong Kong via the Treaty of Nanjing.
The onslaught of these rabid and greedy merchants of death via their vile ploy to enslave Eastern Civilization using massive opioid drug addition, resulted in the Chinese continuing to resist this repugnant Occxie protocol, leading to the second Opium War.
These destructive Opium Wars arose from China’s attempts to suppress the opium trade, which was destroying the Ancient Eastern civilization.
Primarily it was the British traders that had been illegally exporting opium mainly from India to China since the 18th century, and that trade dramatically increased starting around 1820.
Moreover, the resulting widespread opioid addiction caused the severe decay of the social, moral, and economic fabric of Chinese society, which must be noted clearly, is founded upon the key humanistic principle of filial piety and ancestor worship.
Indeed, filial piety is the core tenet binding all Asian societies and their communities, and the fundamental principle of ancestor worship leave both the Japanese and Eastern civilizations on a very different spectrum conceptually than those with the myopic Occxie eyes.
The third pillar of civilization, civility, can be observed as an innate character of the Japanese.
Fundamentally, the ancient Japanese and Asian civilizations will continue to persist as they have for millennia.
Alas, civilizations built upon the false doctrine that separates the family, community, and humans from each other and their humanity, are destine to crumble under the weight of their dogma and fallacy.
Here, any rabid tribe now unhinged from reality will be forced to peer into the sacred mirror of one's own soul, and face the emotions and the hunger pangs of life’s decisions.
However, one should not despair, for hope springs eternal.
Anyone can look to the third pillar of civilization, which is civility, an innate characteristic of the Japanese.
Indeed, the Japanese civilization has evolved its civility on these isolated Pacific islands for over 2 millennium.
One another colonial note, the Japanese barely dodged a fatal cultural bullet after wisely rejecting the Jesuit dogma out of Rome.
The Japanese then built their unique civilization over the next 200 years, free from Western influence.
Then, true to their innate Occxie nature, the Americans showed up at Japan’s door, and do what they do best, point a gun and demand “trade.”
History shows starting with the Meiji Restoration, the Japanese successfully integrated alien concepts, and forge them into something anew, and often, superior.
So it is with the advancement of the Japanese civilization today.
Vastly older than others, and more deeply cultured with timeless wisdom, there is also a capacity to be humble by the Shackles of the Past.
Lest we all need to be reminded, Japan is the only nation in history, thus so far, to have ever experienced the devastation of a nuclear holocaust first hand, twice.
Here again, humanity stands at the brink of nuclear annihilation.
If once again the nation of Japan should suffer the fiery breath of nuclear weapons, it will not only be the end of Civilization 3.0, but elimination of all human civilizations, once and for all.
In order to understand the pillar in which the Japanese civilization rests upon soundly, one must carefully examine the Japanese constitution written by Prince Shotoku in the 7th century.
The concept of dōtoku 道徳 is the universal guiding principles and the spirit of dōtoku 道徳 is enshrined in Prince Shotoku Taishi's constitution.
dōtoku 道徳 is the general rule for all people to judge themselves as to what is right and wrong, and to act appropriately and properly within one’s own place in society.
Unlike law, dōtoku 道徳 is not externally enforceable, but works as an internal principle for each individual to guide one along the Way.
⛩Welcome to Civilization 3.0―brought to you by Japan⛩
ボナー・フェラーズが、日本人の文化や生き方を理解し、尊敬するようになったのは、第二次世界大戦が始まボナー・フェラーズる前、1932にアメリカに留学していた島田亜矢と親しくなったことがきっかけでした。
しかも、この平然とした軍人気質は、彼が信奉していた宗教法人友愛会ファミリー(クエーカー)が定式化したものです。
Bonner Fellers was one of the few American who understood the importance of the Emperor to the Japanese people, and what it would have meant to have tried and executed Emperor Hirohito as a war criminal.
The English word “ dignity“ does not do justice to the full cultural connotation of “hinkaku" in this Japanese context.
Most Westerners prize practical knowledge and hands-on experience above all other kinds of learning.
They are also condition to approach work and other challenge is directly, aiming for the “the shortest distance between two points”.
It is therefore, inevitable that Westerns in Japan, and those working for the Japanese companies abroad, will be mystified and frustrated by a great deal of typical Japanese behaviour, for to the Japanese the shortest distance between two points is not a straight line.
There has never been a time in history of any society when all people were treated as equals.
However, Americans as well as others have passed laws over the centuries that now tries to impose the foreign concept of equality onto the Japanese, as they eagerly spread their version of freedom, democracy and equality all over the world.
We can say for sure that the Japanese way of writing has indeed been a mixed blessing for the citizens of the Land Of The Rising Son, but with the passage of time we can honestly say that this highly complex system has gained many more advantages which now I believe far outweigh any of its disadvantages.
西洋人にとって、日本という国は矛盾した国で、
良いことに関しても常に反対の不利な面を持っているように思えます。確かに世界のどこでも同じような現象があるかもしれませんが、ここ日本では、その対比がとても著しく思えるでしょう。
The Herd Instinct
One can say that to the Westerner eyes that Japan is the land of contradictions, everything good or positive about Japan always seems to have a flipside that is negative or unfavourable. Indeed you could say this about all societies, but here this contrast may appear to be much more pronounced.
There are two very important words in Japanese with deep meaning but no equivalent sentiment in the English concept of language. Itadakimasu and gochiso sama are very important parts of the dining etiquette in Japan. Itadakimasu is said just before eating, it literally means “to receive” or “accept ” but in this context more like a DNA infused Japanese Way in a ritualistic connotation, you could almost say it’s like a prayer.
Read about "PONDS OF ALCOHOL, FORESTS OF MEAT(SUMPTUOUS FEAST)" here.
いくつかの例外を除き、事実上、あらゆる種類の相互作用は、一部の人がより高い原則と見なすものとは対照的に、個人的な義務から始まり、それに基づいています。
日本人は伝統的に、寛大なおもてなしを持っていることで知られており、一般的に訪問者と専門的またはビジネス上の関係を発展させたい人々にそのおもてなしを与えます。
The Japanese have traditionally been known for their generous hospitality that they typically bestow upon visitors and on people with whom they want to develop a professional or business relations. The extraordinary gift giving that is so much a part of Japanese life is also one of the facets of creating and repeating obligation. I have also taken up their custom of extending small unique token gifts when traveling abroad for people I meet anew or for people I would like to develop some kind of relationship.
Fundamentally, the Japanese are weary of people who are good talkers, equating this habit and demonstrations of such ability with unprincipled, untrustworthy behaviour.
While we can say there is also a similar attitude towards overly talkative people in the West as well, here in Japan, the negative response to people who talk way to much has a much more deeply rooted culture connotation, and far more important in the overall scheme of things even up until this very day.
Japanese Telepathy
This exclusivity of the Japanese mindset goes far beyond the intangible features of culture such as philosophy, morals, ethics, values, it also includes race, food and other aspects of life.
日本語では、腹部は気性、勇気、決意、寛大さ、誇りなどの源であり、本能的またはテレパシーのような能力の場所でもあり、熟練した人は他人の心を読むこともできます。
日本のテレパシー:以心伝心」という題名で、ブログに投稿しました。
In Japanese, the abdomen is the source of temper, courage, resolve, generosity, pride, and so on, as well as being the site of an instinctive or telepathic-like ability making it possible for some especially skilled people to read other peoples minds. Enter into the enigmatic mind of the Japanese as one explores the Japanese heart, mind and soul.
Check this phenomena on the blog post "Japanese telepathy: i shin den shin"
If you are interested in Japan and the Way of Japanese and would like to really get some excellent insight into the minds of the Japanese, look no further that the incredible work of Master Boye Lafayette De Mente and Emeritus professor R. Taggart Murphy
このチャプター2では、始まったばかりの令和の時代に、菊の玉座に座ることとなりました、戦後生まれの徳仁天皇、そして皇后雅子様の歴史についてお話します。
今日本は長い歴史の中で、非常に重要な時期にあります。この急速に変化する世界で、日本人は常に時代を超えた伝統を尊重し続けます。伝統を守りながらも、近代化し続ける日本は、近隣諸国(きんりんしょこく)と調和がとれるように協力をし、世界に尊厳、名誉、犠牲の精神、そして日本の真の本質と、それが日本であるということを証明してくれるでしょう。
そして今や、私たちの皇后雅子様がその先頭に立ち、彼女の夫である徳仁天皇と共に、特別な外交官としての任務を果たされることが期待されています。
新天皇德仁正式即位
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YaS8dR5E478
皇太子さまと音楽
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uXTb5uBU7VE
雅子さま ご成婚から1ヶ月 お妃として
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jVlAV1RtZs
皇后 美智子さま・・・愛のロマンス
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HBMpnrQWRj
ご婚約内定から結婚の儀まで
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L6oECrKsn7c
今日お話することは、そうです、日本国民の最大の関心ごと、本日まさに、平成から令和になりました。
今日本は重要な節目に来ていると思います。
平成天皇の退位、そして新天皇誕生という記念すべき今日、
私がここ日本に降り立ってから過ごした、
昭和と平成時代の皇室について、興味深いお話をさせていただきます。
天皇陛下と皇后の福島の訪問
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dSjVnnrnVJU
天皇歴史
https://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/天皇
天皇の一覧
https://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/天皇の一覧
上皇明仁様
https://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/明仁
上皇后美智子様
https://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/皇后美智子
徳仁天皇様
https://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/皇太子徳仁親王
皇后雅子様
https://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/皇太子徳仁親王妃雅子
天照大神
https://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/天照大神
Japan is now at a critically important juncture in its long and rich history. In this rapidly changing world, the Japanese will always continue to honour their ageless traditions, all the while continuing to modernize Japan, and more so play a primary role in the harmonious cooperation with its neighbours to build a better future for our children and the coming generations.
SHOW NOTES:
Emperor and Empress Visiting Fukushima victims (Japanese only)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dSjVnnrnVJU
Emperor Abdication message (English Sub Titles)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LUr-U81Gt00
History of the Japanese Emperor
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emperor_of_Japan (English)
List of Emperors of Japan
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Emperors_of_Japan (English)
About Emperor Emeritus Akihito Sama
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Akihito (English)
About Empress Emerita Michiko Sama
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Empress_Michiko
About Emperor Naruhito Sama
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naruhito,_Crown_Prince_of_Japan
About Empress Masako Sama
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Masako,_Crown_Princess_of_Japan
Amaterasu is a deity of the Japanese myth cycle and also a major deity of the Shinto religion.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amaterasu
イントロダクション
アメリカ人のジョーダンは私たちの前に突然彗星の如く現れました。バドミントンとテニスが得意なスポーツマンの彼ですが、日本語の勉強を怠らず、とても努力家で勉強家。日本に来てまだ2年ちょっとにも関わらず、日本語での日常会話には困りません。彼は私たちからすると年齢が親子ほど離れているため息子のような存在です。しかしまた自分の意見をちゃんと持っていて、私たちのような年上の人間とも楽しく会話ができる知的な若者です。
短い間でしたが、一緒にバドミントンやテニスをしたり、映画を一緒に観て、感想を話し合ったりと、とても素晴らしく楽しい時間を過ごすことができました。そして思い出だけを残して、私たちの前から、北海道という北の大地へ、新しい自分探しの旅に出発して行きました。そんな彼の、日本に来てからの愉快なストーリーを、ポッドキャストのインタビューでお聞き下さい。
ジョルダンの自己紹介
僕はジョルダンといいます。アメリカのニューヨーク出身、26才の日本に住んでいる男性です。今年、8月になると日本に住むのは3年間になる。僕は二年間千葉県に住んで、中学校でALTとして働きました。同時にバドミントンのサークルにたくさん参加し、日本語も一生懸命勉強をしてきました。
今、ちょうど札幌へ引っ越してきたところです。今度高校で働き、新しい仕事を試しています。
僕の生活は日本に住んでいる外国人として大変な部分もあるんですが、何人かのいい友達がいるため、そして日本の文化にもっと深く分かってきたため、日本の暮らしがまさに好きになってきた。
30年以上も前に、異邦人の私は来日させていただきました。
日本の社会、人間、生き方がとても気に入り、永住者として日本に住んでます。
人生は山あり谷ありと言いますが、私も沢山のことがありました。
悩みや苦しみが全く無い人間はいないと思います。
私は以前から自己啓発を学んでます。この番組は私の人生の物語と培った知識とを交えながら、『心、絆』読んでいただく方に勇気を持って、有意義な人生を送っていただく手助けになれば幸いだと思います。
テーマは『日出国』ですが、日本は世界から“The Land Of The Rising Sun”と呼ばれています。ですから本来はSun(太陽)のところですが、私なりに解釈し、Son(息子)と擬人化しました。
太陽と同じように毎日起きて、良い人生と行うように行動をする(Son)は息子というの意味ですが、女性の方にも勿論読んでいただきたい内容です。
“Rising”の“Rise”は本来は(起きる)の意味ですが、私は『人生を上げよう』という意味で使用しています。
この番組は日本の皆さんのため作っています。我々の日本がこれから更に向上するため励まし続けます。
Over 30 years ago a young man came from the West as a stranger to the enigmatic nation of Japan. Very quickly I was intrigued by this extraordinary society, the people, and their exceptional way of life.
As we all know, life is full of peaks and valleys, and mine is no exception. I have always, embraced personal development and through these important, life changing, and wisdom inducing exercises, I have come to some profound realization and I would like to share with you, the listener, some of the unusual and meaningful stories gathered up in my more than 3 decades living in Japan.
My desire is for you, the listener, through engaging with the Land Of The Rising Son podcast to gain new insights, self-realization and deeper meaning in your own life.
For some background information about the name of the podcast: Japan has historically been called Land Of The Rising Sun. Using the homonym "son", I find myself like the sun, in that no matter what, I get up every day. And I don't just mean getting up, but showing up day after day and facing the challenges of life; Like learning to read Japanese. This is indeed what has given my life meaning.
As we all need a little encouragement going about our daily lives, my hope is this podcast will show you our world from a Japanese point of view, brought to you humbly from the Land Of The Rising Son.