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Hiro Ohta
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Investor. Author. Tokyo explorer. Quantum societies chronicler.

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Beneath the tent, we receive freedom. There, everything is borrowed — our things, our time, even ourselves.
November 13, 2025 at 9:49 AM
I think perfection is ugly. Somewhere in the things humans make, I want to see scars, failure, disorder, distortion.

- Yohji Yamamoto
November 13, 2025 at 9:49 AM
There is no original—only mutual reflection pretending to be real.
November 12, 2025 at 8:07 AM
To truly see the bridge, let the fog be.
November 12, 2025 at 8:06 AM
Whisk away your mind’s clutter. Let silence fill the cup.
November 11, 2025 at 8:30 AM
Old things don’t vanish. They grow into new things. Beauty lives between.
November 11, 2025 at 8:29 AM
We never know if we’re dreaming or remembering.

❖ Toranomon, Tokyo
November 11, 2025 at 2:45 AM
The brightest minds don't shine in clear skies. They glow through the fogs of uncertainty.
November 10, 2025 at 8:19 AM
Age turns us from actors into spectators. The window shows the same plays, only the faces change. Every line, already known.
November 10, 2025 at 8:18 AM
Less self, more being.

❖ Nagatacho, Tokyo
November 10, 2025 at 2:38 AM
To age is to be a lighthouse. Standing alone. Saying none. Shining unknown.
November 9, 2025 at 8:54 AM
Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street, fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening.

- Coco Chanel
November 9, 2025 at 8:27 AM
Coffee brews drop by drop. Life brews moment by moment. Rush the process, lose the flavor.
November 8, 2025 at 9:34 AM
The version of me she captured is gone. It lives on only in the photograph.
November 8, 2025 at 9:33 AM
Every journey between two infinities is only a moment.
November 7, 2025 at 9:17 AM
What matters is not how robust your ship is, but how bold your voyage is.
November 7, 2025 at 9:17 AM
The path always curves. The world was never built on straight lines. Neither were we.
November 6, 2025 at 8:44 AM
A cabin in the woods is both an escape from the world and a deeper entrance into it.
November 6, 2025 at 8:43 AM
The best way to manage time is to forget it exists.

❖ Chidorigafuchi, Tokyo
November 6, 2025 at 4:15 AM
Nothing moves. Yet everything is changing.
November 5, 2025 at 8:57 AM
An umbrella isn’t just for rain. It’s a shield against awkward conversations.
November 5, 2025 at 8:56 AM
A bridge is a question between two certainties.
November 4, 2025 at 8:34 AM
A feather owns nothing, resists nothing. Strength belongs to the flowing.
November 4, 2025 at 8:33 AM
Less seeking, more being.
Less chasing, more wandering.
November 3, 2025 at 8:29 AM
Man suffers only because he takes seriously what the gods made for fun.

- Alan Wilson Watts
November 3, 2025 at 8:28 AM