No.1856 夜空の呟き_A Murmur of the Night Sky 本日の散文詩（prose poetry）& 自由詩（free verse） No.207, A Snowscape The world is shining. The world is radiating. There is a beautiful snowscape in front of my eyes. The contrast between black and white represents a certain essential aspect of reality. Noticing it, the contrast dissolved in the whole world. Groningen; 06:59, 2/8/2021 No.208, The One I’m in reality. Reality is in me. Both are one. I’m in the world. The world is in me. Both are one
No.1850 粉雪_Powder Snow 本日の散文詩（prose poetry）& 自由詩（free verse） No.202, A New Human A new human could be like a less functional machine or a reflexive zombie. Or it could be a game-changer that he or she can clearly see any types of undergoing social games and can detect their structural problems. Which type of a new human will be chosen? Which type will the society choose? Now is a bifurcation point in our society. Groningen; 07:15, 2/7/2021 No.203, Powder Snow Like a Ripple It
No.1845 朝の輝く精霊_A Shining Spirit in the Morning 本日の散文詩（prose poetry）& 自由詩（free verse） No.195, Oneness I’m looking at the dark and silent world through the window. My inner world is connecting with the outer world. Both worlds are linking with the vast universe. There is no separation between all of the three. There is oneness. Everything is one. Groningen; 06:49, 2/6/2021 No.196, The Universe as a Time-Maker Does the universe have time? I don’t know, but I suppose that the uni
No.1842 守護天使_A Guardian Angel 本日の散文詩（prose poetry）& 自由詩（free verse） No.190, Attachment & Emergence Before living in the current place becomes persistence, I decided to move out. This decision could be wise in that the present living place can be an object of attachment. Yes, it is not the object of persistence, but that of attachment. Something in me is sprouting up, which foretells the emergence of a new self and a new life. Groningen; 08:37, 2/5/2021 No.191, Our Life & It’s
No.1838 朝の希望_Morning Hope 本日の散文詩（prose poetry）& 自由詩（free verse） No.184, Morning Observation The outside world is utterly dark and quiet. The darkness and quietude permeate inside myself. I listen carefully to the voices of my internal world. The voices are singing a different song, but they are dancing together. Groningen; 06:23, 2/4/2021 No.185, Who Am I? & Where Am I? Who am I, being at this moment? Who am I, being in the midst of a flood of distracting thoughts? Who am I?
No.1835 精霊の輝く踊り_A Shining Dance of a Spirit 本日の散文詩（prose poetry）& 自由詩（free verse） No.179, Consciousness as Experience I’m using a computer now. But I cannot reduce the experience to the computer. Also, any function of the computer cannot be reduced to its parts. This would be true to the relationship between consciousness and the brain. Consciousness cannot be reduced to the brain. Consciousness might be regarded as experience that emerges through the interaction with the wor
No.1831 飛行精霊_A Flying Spirit 本日の散文詩（prose poetry）& 自由詩（free verse） No.174, The Pure Subject The pure subject is beyond time and space. It is the one who witnesses everything. It cannot be identified with anything. But at the same time, it can be anything in that it can witness everything. Groningen; 07:01, 2/2/2021 No.175, The Sky & My Soul A light blue sky is whispering to me. The soft voice is healing my soul. It makes a smile in return. The sky and my soul become one. Gron