Maybe we’re all trying to remember something long forgotten
The things we’re instinctively drawn to, the sudden sense of familiarity, the flashes of déjà vu
What if they’re fragments of ancestral memory, still echoing through our bodies, waiting to be reawakened?
Just a thought but a beautiful one.

What appears fragmented organs, thoughts, memories, genes
might just be threads of one vast tapestry,
slowly rising into form when viewed from the right distance

When you die, you can’t take your pride or shame with you.
The older we get, the more our past achievements pile up and the more rigid we become.
Even so, we must stay crazy, bold, and full of action, no matter what.

By coming into contact with the outside world, copies are scattered, fused, and transformed, leaving behind creations🌱

Moreover, Chinese investors are increasingly buying up Japanese land, water sources, hotels, ryokans, and temples. At this rate, Japan may eventually become a part of China.

Overexertion might give you a short-term boost, but it’s akin to borrowing energy in advance, leading to debts that pile up later.
Not overexerting yourself is surely the optimal design for keeping your system—yourself—running smoothly in the long term

As fragile beings, we are equipped with ‘homeostasis,’ optimized for survival.
At our core, while we resist change, there’s a contradictory longing to adapt and evolve. In that wavering tension lies a distinctly human beauty

I think it’s when the story aligns with the assurance of survival that humans can most powerfully exercise their ability to believe.

From now on, what we may need most is the intelligence to observe illusions from the outside,
and the will to consciously redesign them from within.