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The simple are sublime forms. I have an affinity for them. Like Zen of Japan is a mystery beyond comprehension. Because those simple forms are constantly searching for their origins. A delicate form filled with matter of cares. I find that very attractive. These simple forms are all around me. It seems to me important to take oneself to something more accessible than being awakened by external forces. The world is, in my opinion, a subjective entity that is constantly reshaping itself as a result of individual perceptions. It may also be absolute, which is subjective. One's own self is the source, but they are manifested only when one connects with something larger than oneself. Furthermore, simplification could strongly connect things and interpret perceptions, which makes it simpler than to be provided with iffy complicated matters. As a result, certain things can be abstracted well as things of opaqueness that cannot be fully understood with empathy. In linguistic relativity p

For winter, it is the early morning that is most beautiful.

For winter, it is the early morning that is most beautiful. When midnight snow turns into rain, I burn Palo Santo for one hour in the least foulness possible and try to remove more weaken energy. Gradually, the cloudy sky becomes more clear, and the harsh cold in the morning lessens. I tried smudging a piece of wood again, but half of the piece that became charcoal had ash. It is difficult to ignite. Yet, the scent lingers in the air.




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