Expat Lives' Matter: What is next for the hordes of foreigners - 2016

Long Term in Japan...?   Now What....?

So you've been here for awhile and you are wondering what's next for you....   Maybe you've grown to love the country, or maybe the country has grown on you and you've grown comfortable with life here, but the sweet love stage has faded...?   Maybe Japan  holds no charm for you anymore, or never has for that matter....  When is it time to go back home...?   Hmmm...

The next step would be to sit down and have a look at your career prospects at home and in Japan.  Then ask yourself where you  want to be for the rest of your life.   Age and taxation is inevitable, so no matter where you live you cannot escape that.  You always owe somebody somewhere and that's just the way it is, even after you pay, you still owe...  Retirement is the scariest thought for me and the second scariest would be me being in a sexless relationship / marriage.   I could cheat with another man's wife, though.  The level of adultery in Japan is appalling.   Or, like the silent majority here who have been duped into a sexless marriage after having children, and then having kids involved and used as either pawns or referees for mom and dad is a sad state of affairs.    Retirement, even with enough money is still scary, but you live on and hope for the best.     Find somebody you can love in this life sounds more interesting for me. 

I could be cold, lonely, and old anywhere in the world.   I can be jobless and without hope anywhere in the world.  Having family sounds good if you can live with once a year visits when you've grown old.   Try visiting a nursing home sometimes and then you can get a much better perspective on family and retirement life.   We all know grandma and grandpa are just wallets and an inheritance for what they leave behind after they die.   Fascinating how the old can boast so arrogantly in the elevator that their loved ones are coming over for Christmas.  And looking at you like " yeah, look at me!"   Their 30 minutes of glory will be over soon, and they will be left there lonely like you in that cold ward all alone.   We are all only as good as are worth to others!  Never forget that.  If you have nothing to offer your kids, they have no love to return to you.    And this also depends on how much you sacrificed for them, and them watching you make that sacrifice, then things may turn out differently.

The charm still holds for me and the memories have never faded.   Maybe it's the clarity I get when I am sitting mother-naked in an outdoor bath in the middle of a snowy winter  scene on a hilly plain while overlooking a small village dotted with hundreds of tiny little thatched roof farm houses.    Hot, naked, cold, and soaking away the soreness of life's vicissitudes.    It's charms like these that never tire me.   I can still smell the minerals in the water permeate through the thick and steamy mist of that outdoor bath.   There's a sake bottle buried in the snow next to the bath somewhere,  and the small cup resting on top of that bottle upside down.  I gotta stand up in the cold and dig the bottle out of the snow then ease my way back into that hot mineral rich water.   I wonder if I can go back home to find such a place....   In all of California's 60 plus hot spring baths, only some may be considered worthy, like the ones in Yosemite, but still pale in comparison to the richness and beauty of a Japanese hot spa in the hinterlands of Honshu.    

Love is another reason many stay and come to Japan.   Having kids is the single biggest reason/excuse for staying here, too.     Love is universal, so it can be had anywhere, and so can the excuse for having children.   You don't need Japan for that.   I can meet and love Japanese women in other countries, don't need Japan for that.   Many of my greatest loves were met and consummated outside of Japan.   Living in Japan with a Japanese lover just adds to the charm of being here.    I do not need to stay in Japan for love.    But, I do find it incredibly seductive and elegant when I am with a lovelorn and busty Japanese beauty at a shrine where I can pick up the aroma of  myrrh while gazing at the embers burn from the alter's incense sticks.   Even the murmurs from the shinto priest's invocation are eerily beautiful for some reason.  The invocation of the gods.   If the Japanese matron loves the rice brew, I can run my eyes down the curvilinear angles of her smooth and flawless thighs as I follow that one small drop of liquid bliss down the creases of her legs, and there where it settles in the bush....   I do not know if I could duplicate this type of apotheosis in America.  This is another example of a charm that never gets old, but ages well...?

Why Japan...?   Hmmm...  For me, I was always drawn to China and southeast asia, Japan was not much of an interest for me in the beginning.   At least until I had my cherry popped by a Japanese matron who took me to heights unknown to man.    I could no longer look at my now ex-wife the same again.   I was in a way handed Japan on a silver platter and forced to gleefully partake in its bounty.   Had the matron been German, I would be living in Germany now and singing the praises of the Republic.   You get the point.   It is really about how people influence you, and it has always been that way.  True.  You can make your own destiny, but you need to be influenced.    Japan is also one of the safest and secured countries on the planet, and that cannot really be argued.   And I am sure there are many other reasons why people choose Japan.

Taxation....You'll be paying this no matter where you live in the world.   You will always owe whether you stay in Japan or America.  Grow up and face the music.

People, well they suck no matter where you live in the world.   The person you need to work on the most  is yourself.  Love yourself then all the answers of life will come to you.   Assholes abound in every shade, skin-color, language, religion, ethnicity, and persuasion.    You can live anywhere in the world and be vexed by people, and Japan is no exception.   It's most often the language barrier that shields us from half of the bullshit and lies they spew.   Ignorance helps whereas when you know and understand their bullshit it sticks to and stains the soul.   Only difference is that in America Americans tell you straightly what they think of you.   And I sort of like it that way...for some reason.  

Retirement, there is and will never be enough money to retire no matter where you live in the world, unless you've been actively investing in some form of retirement since you were in your 20s.  You do not have to agree with me.  Where you choose to grow roots is a matter of personal choice and retirement is more myth than reality.  Sure, there is a mandatory retirement age in many countries, Japan included, but that does not mean you cannot continue working.  Why would you want to retire in this economy anyway?   

Returning home.   The proposition of returning home wouldn't seem so bad if some of my friends were still living in the State of California.   Unfortunately, all of them have moved on to places like Florida, New York, Oregon, even Texas, so if I go back then...well....Aah...wait.  I do have two or three old friends I could get back in touch with.....But, no car and they live in Riverside.   You need a car no matter where you go in California and my license has expired.   Maybe I can squeeze in a few ball games or even check out  a few movies.  Eat a dozen or so burgers and dogs in a week.  Hang out over at the beach.  Hit on some Latinas.  Go to a few concerts, and maybe even a few clubs.    Chase some racist jungle fever plagued  trailer bait white trash - which I like in a perverted  sort of way.    Harass some black a$$ in Culver City.   Long Beach is okay, but....I think Redondo Beach is better.     Still, do I need to return just because of these things?    Not including the gray areas in my resume,  or trying to explain why I had to live over in Asia for so long in front of the interviewer who's my junior  is headache enough, and reason for me to remain in Japan.    I can have my cake and eat it too, right here in Japan.  I can have the best of both worlds here :  Lovelorn white girls, thrown in the mix along with a  few Europeans who escaped from "Eurabia!"   Or, the white American girls who escaped from Mexifornia...Take your pick..   If I want to hang out with the niggas I have the Navy base and a few other outposts where we can play basketball and brag about our bitches and cars.   Enough to make me want to throw up actually.   I have no interest in their topics anymore.   If the subject matter isn't about green tea and onsens, or Jukujo, we have nothing in common.   I have been totally uprooted.    Nigga pass revoked!   

Family and Friends in Japan....

The concept of friendship has different meanings in different parts of the world.   I value good honesty and open communication, something all Japanese lack.   Really, sometimes, generalizations do apply here in Japan and this is one example, among many, and I do not expect you to agree with that.   All Japanese value shallow topics even with close friends.    Subjects related to sex, money, and love are beyond the scope of dialog here.  Japanese are too weak at heart to handle such topics.   The idea of marriage is also misunderstood.   The utopic marriage some expats claim they have with a Japanese person simply does not exist for the majority of those expats in toxic relationships and marriages to Japanese nationals.   The concept of room share is a far better proposition for all Japanese rather than a marriage based on trust, love, and monogamy.  Why not sleep in separate beds....as many do.   Do not ask, and do not tell is a far better proposition then telling the truth.    Withholding information and dumbing down truth is another thing all Japanese are very good at, and which allows for a functional relationship.   Secrets are perfectly acceptable in all Japanese marriages and relationships.   Japanese lie too easily and naturally, it can be considered a cultural feature.    Where I love and embrace the truth, they hide from it.    Where I love honesty and value ethics, they loathe it.  Despise it.   Where I value common sense, they look at it like it's an abnormality.     If I drink one sip of sake, they brand me a "Japanese."    If I cannot drink not one sip of sake " they blame it on my race and nationality, like I am inferior and lack the sophistication to understand the national beverage.    If I like sake more than they do, then they brand me as "crazy or a an alcoholic"     Friendships are created when you get drunk and quickly fall apart when sober.   Where I see emperor appreciation, they see it as weird.    Like they'd rather be waving American flags, like it's their country.    I guess if I write like this, then maybe I have been here too long, but again, if I don't write it then who will?    

So, what's next for you...?   


What's next for Japan?

The country I have come to love, and not so much for it's people, but more for its bounty and Jukujo, is going through an immense transformation.   For the first time since the 70s, Japanese are questioning their place in the world.    The new generation is not comfortable with being labeled as just " Japanese."   They want to be world citizens, and a part of the international community.    They decried the secrecy laws passed by The Abe Cabinet, but those of us who are considered the geniuses of Japan know it was time.   This was the single most significance piece of legislation passed since Nakasone's time in office, and much needed.   Hopefully, this will protect Japan's image from over zealous journalist who are quick to bash their own country and tarnishing its legacy.    

What is next for expats who wish to continue  living in Japan...?

Expats and other long term residence who enjoy Japan will enjoy some of the opportunities that are available to be had whether that be starting a business, or learning the native language.  Travel and leisure are great here, too.   You can make a life for yourself here, but it's not for everyone.  Acquiring work  requires having good connections and a stroke of luck to be honest.    In other words, you need to be in the right place at the right time and seize every opportunity that comes your way.   Though the ESL industry is flooded with proficient English speakers, it does not make up for the lack of native English speakers that rarely stay passed the five year mark.   The industry has been undergoing a complete change to be quite honest.   It's not uncommon to see and hear " **manglish** "  being taught in the classroom.   If you were born and or educated in an English speaking country for at least 12 years you were considered a native English speaker.  Now, times have changed, and as long as you can speak the language proficiently you can now land a job in an language school.   So yes, there are opportunities to be had here. 

** A mixture of various English pronunciations from different languages**

Japan is home to over 8 million gods and the longest unbroken royal lineage in the world!   The culture is still very much intact and has not been tarnished and or eradicated by the spread of Christianity.   The continuity of tradition is still very much alive and well, but with a widening generation gap; very few young Japanese people have little to no interest in old outdated concepts and notion of the Japanese mindset, the foundation of Japan.   But we don't need to go there....because I think you know this already.   It is no longer uncommon for some foreigner to know more than many native Japanese about their own cultural pastimes.

Japan still adopts the ways of race categorizing, like they did in ancient Rome.   A Roman is born a Roman through direct bloodline.   Same as in Japan, you can only be born a Japanese if your heritage goes back centuries to the beginning, and that is how the majority of Japanese see it regardless if you are of mixed heritage, so this part has not changed even with the young generation.   

The prospects for a future in Japan are bright, but the cultural integrity of the native host country are bleak.  I would say that things are improving diplomatically but  we will see where that goes.   If you want to come here, then now is the best time.   


From the Desk of The Soul of Japan: Doburoko!

I have been on a roll this month.  Sake and onsen events kept the good times rolling.   Good "Nomunication" and fading memories the next day.   Finally had a chance to enjoy "doburoku"  in Kawabata's Snow Country.   Doburoku is an unrefined common mans' alcoholic beverage, or homebrew as some would call it.   Sort of like the moonshine of the U.S.A., in that they are both  illegal to make at home, and are cheap in comparison to more refined alcoholic beverages like premium rice brews and Bourbons.  Anything refined and aged equals expensive, especially for farmers and common folks living in the countryside.   

Centuries ago, Japanese sake was  used in shinto rites, weddings, and imperial coronations.   In short, sake was made for the gods and unless you were a shinto priest you were not allowed to drink it.   However, doboroku was considered crude and drinkable by mere mortals, in other words, affordable and relatively easy to make and enjoy without getting too drunk.

Link to my favorite sake in the pic: http://www.nico.or.jp/nespace/mailplus/report/44.html

Doburoku, in my opinion, is the father of Japanese rice brewed alcohol, its crude cousin, or whatever you would like to call it.   Some may even consider it more related to Nigorizake, the psuedo - pino colada variant of America's popular cocktails with coconuts, only without the coconut.     Doboroku is a drink that can be enjoyed for its sometimes tart and cloying sweetness, and its laxative  benefits!   So if you work the next day, call in and stay home.   People tend to binge on this crude rice beverage without thinking about the side effects it will have the next day, thanks to the lactic acid and other enzymes that promote good digestion.   Please do  not confuse doburoku with amazake, which looks identical to Nigorizake - cloudy sake with leftover unfermented sake rice solids.   The only difference is that Amazake has 0% alcohol, and is more suitable for kids and teetotalers.   In winter, amazake is served hot!   In the picture below, I used an empty beer can; a tefal hot water pot to heat the doburoku.   You can really enjoy the full range of flavors with different temperature.

How does doburoku taste?

It's an acquired taste for starters.   Some, upon first sip, will instantly grimace at the sourness in some doburoku.   You will get all sorts of flavors ranging from too sweet, to too sour, and acidic.   What I prefer is sweet, smooth, and creamy like the ladies in my doboroku.  Some doburoku still have actively fermenting yeast even when bottled, so in such a case you will get a gassy carbonated taste.   

How does it look?

It's milky coloured and often very thick and creamy.   Some doburoku drink smoothly while others are  pressed or filtered and  have bits of rice in them making it a little rough on the palate.   Some doboroku are pink or even french vanilla yellow to appeal to females who want something a little more delicate with hints of fruit or banana.    The single most pronounced flavors I get with really good doboroku is green apple!   

What is doboroku?

The simplest definition would be Japanese sake, not murky nihonshu,  that is half brewed where the yeast is stopped half way through the fermenting process.   True sake is sake where the yeast has fully matured during the fermenting process, and this lends the clean delicate flavors of  real "seishu" with the proper amount of alcohol produced during fermentation.   Doboroku is generally lower in alcohol than sake and is cloudy and thick like a milkshake.   

What is the difference between "Doburoku" and "Nigorizake"?

Doburoku is unfiltered and unpasteurized whereas nigorizake is slightly or roughly filtered and pasteurized, there are also some variants to this as well depending on the brewer.    Another thing to remember, is that under Japanese Sake tax laws doburoku cannot be considered "nihonshu" or real sake.   Instead, it is just referred to as an alcoholic beverage.   

Which is better?

If you want to really get a taste of rough and unrefined go with traditional doburoku.   Nigorizake, while similar in a lot of aspects as its cousin, will be a bit easier on the palate, and with a lot more identifiable flavor profiles.  

Where can I buy it?

It's seasonal whereas nigorizake can be bought year-round.   Generally between November and December is when you can buy really good doburoku.  From October through to April is the best times to be enjoying Japanese nihonshu in general, but for doboroku between November and December is best, this is mainly because they are limited in quantity.    Mostly Japanese people in their 70s and 80s drink doburoku, and this is for medical reasons.   

Food pairings?

Doboroku works well with offal type dishes and organ foods like squid guts and odd fish parts that are salty and slimey.  

What regions of Japan do you recommend I go to for doboroku?

Miyazaki, Yamagata, and Niigata Prefectures - my own preference.


Kashiwazaki-Kariwa Nuclear Power Plant

My original.  Ask before using it

Energy is the general term for any source of useable power such as electricity and coal that makes machines work or provides heat.   Power is energy ( especially electricity) that comes from a source of fuel and is used to operate lights, machinery, etc.    

The basics:
1) Renewable energy - Wind power / hydro-electric power / sea power / solar power / wave power and bio fuels.
2) Non-renewable - Coal / oil / nuclear power / fossil fuels.
3) Carbon-based - Coal / oil /fossil fuels / bio fuels.
4) Non-carbon-based - Wind power / energy / hydro-electric / sea power / solar power and nuclear power.

All of these different sources of energy and power are not as efficient as nuclear power, especially with Japan's rising energy needs and costs.   People who live and work near these mammoth reactors benefit from having cheaper rents and electricity costs as well.   Japan will eventually bring back online most of their reactors in the future, and they are safe, especially with new regulatory measures put in place to ensure safety.    The locals up in Niigata are not bothered by the presence of a nuclear power station. 

Niigata is site of the world's first ABWR ( Advanced Boiling Water Reactor) nuclear power plant on the coast of the Sea of Japan, where it gets its cooling water.   It used to be the largest nuclear generating station in the world.    ABWR is a Generation III boiling water reactor which generates electrical power by using steam to power a turbine connected to  a generator.   Steam is then boiled from water using heat generated by fission reactions within the nuclear fuel, therefore making this unit a light water reactor.    Fission reactions within the nuclear fuel is what boils the water to create steam.    ABWR reactors were funded and offered by GE Hitachi Nuclear Energy and Toshiba, the first reactor of its kind, to the world, and are state of the art.   Unfortunately, TEPCO runs and operates Kashiwa Power Station.  

The Kashiwa Plant has been in operation since 1996, but has only produced 30% of its output, so hardly any power has ever actually been produced by this plant.   However, at 90% operational capacity it would be one of the most, if not, the most power nuclear power station in the world.   Full capacity may have been achieved once before the 2007 Chuetsu offshore quake, in which afterwards the plant was shut down for several years and then restarted.   

In order to get a layman's  idea of potentially how powerful this nuclear station is, imagine Godzilla waking up from a thousand year hibernation and then walking through the streets of downtown Tokyo and stepping on a power line, on purpose.  He would get zapped with 50,000 volts or more of electricity, which in turn would cause widespread power outages all over the capitol.  The shock alone would have very little affect on him, and would probably piss him off just a little.   Contrast that with Kashiwa Power Station and imagine him stepping on their power lines!   He would literally explode into a ball of flames just from the over capacity in his tail, lighting him up like a Christmas tree.     Another analogy would be Fukushima Daichi playing with sillyputty made from strontium 8, while at  Kashiwa, they probably produce strontium 8 by the truck loads.   Okay.  A highly unscientific and a poor example, but you get my point.  

The relative safely and calm of living in a community like Kashiwa far outweigh  the fear of a nuclear meltdown.   And since the plant operates at an extremely low capacity, barely producing 30% of its overall capacity makes it even safer.  Most locals here are actually proud of it and always remind tourist to take a look at it.   


The Inaka: Japan's Pristine Countryside

("Rolling hills and rice fields as far as the human eye can see.  Kids frolicking with animals in green pastures.   There's a kid somewhere quietly reflecting with a stalk of rice in his mouth, and then there's the guy looking out the train window, and that would be me with the sake and sweets").

If you like to eat, then it's good to have a healthy appreciation for where the food comes from.  I love where my sake comes from, so naturally I want to be a part of the process of how it gets made; from rice plantation to table.   The rugged back-lay of the land; the yellow patches of golden rice fields licking the heavens like golden tongues in the breeze.   There's a kid somewhere lying on his back in a  briar patch with a stalk of rice in his mouth and he's gazing up into the deep clear blue sky.    His eyes are trailing an extra long plume of white smoke from an airplane's exhaust.    There's another little boy from that same airplane who's got his face and nose pressed up against the window and looking down and wondering how beautiful life would be to be in that same briar patch  while looking back up at himself, almost as if he was astral projecting his body there simultaneously.   He's young, so his mind can act like that.

Japan is roughly about 70% green, in that there's a lot of nature and unspoiled forests and fields.   Japan has the oldest wood culture to date with over 70% of its structures built from wood.   It is truly a marvel in and of itself.   The Japanese have achieved a harmony with its land, its people and its gods like no other culture and country in the world.   The "Yaorozu-no-Kami" ( 8 million gods) on the mainland are a testament to the continuity of traditions passed down from generation to generation.

I am particularly fond of the expression "wabi sabi" or, beauty found in death.   Sort of like a Yukio Mishima(esque) rendition of beauty where we all die at the height of our beauty, only difference is that in "wabi sabi"  there is beauty in the deathly decrepitude of something, the impermanence of something with timeless implications.

So what I get when sitting in  silent repose is a waning beauty that's constantly around us.   I try to capture every single little detail, as if I were counting every minute little strand of my girlfriend's pubic hairs, and then plucking them - one for me, one for her.   I used to worship her like that.

At any rate, it's a good to be back in the countryside, and this time my mission was to harvest sake rice.   I got there by local train ( 普通電車 local train).  Why pass up such a wonderful view by taking the bullet train.   Niigata Prefecture, like all 47 prefectures in Japan, are blessed with an abundance of natural resources - really.   There are over 3000 registered hot spring spas in Japan.

Fish and vegetables and fields of high quality table rice can be found in any prefecture in Japan, even as far south as Okinawa - Yes!  Okinawan rice is called Nanshoka-mai.   Niigata has an extra added blessing of having the perfect conditions for growing world-class rice and vegetables.   First, you have the Mt. Echigo Komagatake ranges in southern Uonuma, and the Sea of Japan all along the Joetsu region including Koshin ' etsu, areas are very famous for cultivating and growing great rice and vegetable, too.

The water also flows clean and fresh from bubbling brooks and underground wells from all over the region.   The local beauties reflect the bounty of their land with their long flowing hair and beautiful skin.   The local beauties even sweat pure natural spring water from their brows.

Now, I am no stranger to hard work.  I was not raised with a silver spoon in my mouth, but you could say, I have had many silver and golden plated chopsticks in my mouth.   I have eaten and have enjoyed the very best this country has offered me, in the humblest way possible.   When I finally arrived on site, I was greeted by a cadre of fellow Westerners.   We all worked together to bring in an amazing harvest.

 For those of you who've never tried rice planting and rice harvesting, I encourage you to try it at least once.   There is nothing like hands on work in the countryside.   No trip to Japan would be complete without doing some sort of manual labor.   I for one love it when it is for the purpose of harvesting my favourite food - Japanese rice.

My first time working with rice stalks was interesting; I didn't realise how delicate they were.   Cutting and tying the stalks was pretty straight forward.   I was able to get the hang of it after several tries.   Rice stalks have to be cut and bound before they are hanged, so they can dry.   The whole day went smoothly and we all learned a bit more about ourselves, and about each other.    We learned what life used to be like before you had rice tractors, which completely changed rice harvesting.   One tractor is the price of three Mercedes Benz!

 I could see how the community bond could be weakened without the need to work and toil together.   When I was down there in the dense rice stalks I made so many new connections  with people - clean your thoughts readers.   Through working together as a team from start of finish we succeeded in a job well done.   We all came and went, and we will all meet again someday.   For me, it was good to get a lay of the land and to feel the soul of Niigata again.


Waning Days of Summer

Sayonara my singer:  You delight us with your many pitches and tones.  You are the splendour of summer.   Without you summer would have no song, you are truly a wonderful creation.

Singer of my summer

Sayonara my night promenade:  The beaches glow at night here in Zushi City.  We love  night walks along the ebb & flow of cool summer tides.   Walking along the shoreline barefoot in the blue lit water.  Need I say more?

Sayonara my elixir of love: Cod-neck bottles with marbles placed in them are used to seal this carbonated drink.  Ramune is carbonated lemonade that's been around for ages and the Japanese love it.  The elixir part is made famous by a cocktail called "Tokyo Mojito" but with a few substitutes added: sake instead of rum, and ramune instead of club soda!

150 ml sake
600 ml ramune (3 bottles)*
60 ml fresh lime juice
15-20 mint leaves
In a pitcher, muddle the mint leaves with the lime juice. If you don’t have a muddler, make sure you tear the mint leaves to release their mint flavour. Add the sake and ramune to the pitcher and stir well. Add ice and enjoy!

Sayonara my onsen.  Your summer green is captivating.  Love the delicate balance between stone, wood, and earth.  You are the perfect amphitheather for the mind and soul.  You breath forth an orchestral symphony of cicada sounds that cleanses our auras.

("Hope you tearfully enjoyed your sweaty summer wherever you are  in the world, I enjoyed mine.   I can still taste the stifling heat on my tongue; I can quite literally lick the green essence of it").

I try to pace myself when soaking in hot water.  Not too fast, not too slow, not too long.  Take plenty of breaks.  I don't make much eye contact with folks.   You just need to pace yourself in and out of hot water and relaxing the whole time.   When I finish up I don't towel dry, I air dry my whole body under a tree while lying on a tatami.   The Cicada orchestra was really singing loudly then, and I could really get a sense of summer in its  full splendour.   And in typical fashion, after I have properly hydrated myself with water, I have a Sapporo Super Dry.

And from that point in time, as the first waves of intoxication warm my body, everything comes together for me....And here's why.......

At times I am drawn away, and looking back down at  earth from my imaginary bubble from space, and I can sense the utter futility of my struggle against micro-gravity(life).   As I float there uncontrollably totally naked, yet gently, I can  hear my own breath  respirating on oxygen.  I can even see the finite beauty of my own temporality as the sun's glow radiate from the earth's pole  and warming my iridescent  bubble, I am at peace.

Through the void of space the womb of matter I am embraced.  The time of our joy is limited.  The womb of the Jukujo is also warmly and embracing, and humid.  This too is limited, as time has no forgiveness.   It never forgives the beauty as it slowly  turns to decrepitude.  We are stardust.   As our planet and planetary bodies begin to shift according to the seasons we are enamoured in the loveliness of our own temporality.  Time is limited, so we must embrace it.   I want to make one thing perfectly clear.   Summer is a season and it must be enjoyed immensely, there may not be another summer for YOU.    

Part 2

The Waning Days of Summer Part 2

Around this time last summer I was admiring the smell of pit.   Niigata pit is far better smelling than anything out there.   I'm a real pit master.  Closing on this theme, a few more points have to be made. No summer anywhere in the world is complete without sun, skin, and sandy ass goodness along the Shonan Coast. ( my original without watermark)

The term Shonan boy and Shonan girl is a popular name given to young people who live along the Shonan Coast.    Or, better would be Kanagawa Prefectural beaches and shores.   Surfer types and windsurfers paradise tackle waves and glide across them so easily.    The Land of Kamakura, a showpiece town with a great cultural lineage dating back centuries.   Home of the Shonan Cookie!

If you don't surf, well that's alright.  Taking in the nice views is just as fun and exciting.   There is something for everybody to do and enjoy.   As the final weeks of summer close out, we welcome autumn, especially those of us who prefer the cold.   


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