Longmanox's Page in Other Life

Good people know how to use language, formalities, and socialisation, While others practice languaging, etiquette, and communication skills. One can even further step to the scent of what lies and goes behind.   Integrity must reside in sorrow and separation, Beauty and happiness felt in ripples or ills, Things precious come round on such an ever-so-slight wind. A practice of practising language, formalities, socialisation, A simple “zazen” or sitting still, That allows you to see what lies and goes behind. So close your eyes take a deep breath again,   Just feels the deepest tip of your nose. You can see what lies in your mind…   ao

She was there in a hazy light of mezzanine floor, Just one day before the curtain goes down.  Perhaps la passion concealed in a bit dubious amour, Comme c’est beau! The milky white expression…     A ravishing blonde, With simply black, yellow, white, and browns. In the artist’s brushing exquisite but tender, A mind blow got a catch in the throat so render, Stumbling, I held my breath, “My god…  has she been waiting for somebody?” Then, surprisingly, I felt my heart beat, Recollecting our future that start ticking on the day. ao The exhibition of Leonard Foujita (1886-1968), Ueno, Tokyo