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Why do some people never cease giving? One answer must be Because they sometimes see "child gods." Here are some lines from Kasa-Jizo, An old tale long, long time ago, I heard from my mother, O was it from my grandma? "You must be so cold." The old man carefully  Remove the snow from the Head of the child gods, Put the unsold shades on each head. "I have nothing to offer you, but these. Please wait until New Year." Praying to the child gods, the old man Then go home through the snow... And I still wonder when I see them. ao

Me, cat, To where this road? And where are m'n , dad, and everyone...? I, ... u m, cat. Wow, what's that? Somethin ' scary...? I am... a cat. Is this ... un , is this a right way? Well. Anyway, I keep goin ' on . ao

Being left alone with a pinch of family loss after the furious sea peril must be a deadly story itself. Still more, who could ever imagine this Indian lad, Pi's shipwreck story. He survived alone, drifted in an accident boat, accompanied by yellow bulk of a fierce Bengal tiger!! For all its vividness, admiration, awe, and wonder, this academy awarded movie (Ang Lee, 2012) is too true to call a story of love, nor of friendship. Like an allegory of Hindu Gods, it is about a bare life and death issue; what we do and how we conduct to survive, and how we innocently forget the duality of our nature. For the love of god, we are still walking on a tight rope between human and animal (Steve Vai, 1990). ao

Hari   Raya   Aidilfitri,  Muslims' celebration of the end of Ramadan month. An inner swelling of a sense. It is just the same behavior as of our Obon in a deep summer day. There is no cultural, religious, and generational demarcation; Everybody just goes to meet their own memories, and these boys, too... Num-Myo-Ho-Ren-Ge-Kyoh.   ao Original You Tube site is here.

Devastatingly elegant Flora, Weedy out of glory, out of sight and aroma.    Yet a meager gravel, a tiny flower, They turn treasures of an elegance austere. The encounter, a joy, of your summer hike! If you can be only tender for vigilance sake. Hopefully in a distance you might hear, The l ong-forgotten voice of your unborn daughter.   ao

Because they deserted highlands, People need to breathe sometime, One primitive manner of this be found on the border Between the blueness above and the whiteness below. So challenge the dryness of your lips over the dry earth, Touch the greenness, the terrestrial vessel, Well, ... Say you can breathe again back to life, To start a new life!  ao — at Mt. Hakuba.

Equally to prayers, the chance goes by.  Competence is no mindfulness.  Even a sage commits a mistake  At times in the course of lifetime.  Still, many others have a day When they glimpse into the mind: A mind inside, a mind outside.  Mindful occasion will roll up,  Available in the course of lifetime.  So go ahead, make your day,  If you can see and grab it.  Competence is a human illusion.  Vigilance, the discerning eye  Is a blessing of nature.                                    ao  

"Reach for the top", she said "And the sun is gonna shine" "Every winter was a war", she said "I want to get what's mine" SADE　Adu, voice of all women, Will be pleading for all men. A grace ...   ao

例えば、目 きみはこの目で多くを見つめられるが、 その目だけは、どうしても見ることができない だが、きみの目は肉体の一部として確かにここにある 例えば、ことば それはかつて人々ものであったが、今はきみのもの きみが自然に歩き、腕を動かせるのと同じように お陰で、自由にものを見、この思いを伝えられる 例えば、思慕 何があろうとも、どんな困難でも怯むまじと 地球をも動かさんとする親としてのきみのこの思慕が、 何故、一体どこからやってくるのか 例えば、信念 叩かれ、打ちひしがれ、また打ちひしがれ もうやめようと思いつつ、何故きみはその志を諦めてしまわないのか きみのその信念、ささやかな日常の祈り、そして愛　 ao