Thursday, January 18, 2007

Fiasco

I am writing some articles in Japan for kids who are suffering from the relentress bullying. It looks I was doing fine. But I failed. I failed to communicate with the girl who seemed to be a homo sexual. I guess she is getting abused by her parents because of her sexuality. She is 13 years old, gentle, smart girl being abused. I tried to email her to give her an advice to cope with, only to be refused by her. There is nothing I can do. Nothing.

I was wondering how people can do such a thing. People of the child destroy the little girl with brutality.

Why?Why?Why?

I saw the same sign on the board beside the ruin called...nothing, empty page.

Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Night On The Milky Way Train

Allow me to introduce a poet of Japan, Miyazawa Kenji.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kenji_Miyazawa

His works are brilliant. Night On The Milky Way Train is the children's story about a boy, Jovanni and his friend, Campanelra. They travel on the night train to the stars. Jovanni is the boy who cares his mother's sick. Campanelra is worrying about whether his mother forgives him or not. I guess his mother died due to his birth. They meet up some people on the train and see the how galaxy works and learn what death is. It could be a dream of Jovanni. He wake up on the hill and notice Campanelra's death of drowing in the river, in their town. Jovannni begins to think what happiness is, not only for himself but also for people, ordinary people. It is a gentle, deep, short story about children's psychology, which inspires human's soul.

I am sorry that you can not read his books. I was wondering after reading this book. Miyazama Kenji was so gentle that he could be a "terrorist" if he lived at the moment. Nobody understands what is called "terrorists" are humans with a heart, I guess a soft and sensitive heart. Nobody tries to imagine how the man decides to kill oneself, with the bombs to kill the world. They are the poets who can not survive in this world with absordity. They are the rabbits in the submarine, died 7 hours before we are choked.

Open your eyes in your heart. See this world. And check out how many hours left on the blue submarine on this Night.