Love is patient,love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking,it is not easily angered,it keeps no record of wrongs.Love does not delight in evil. but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.Love never fails.
All of us in the camps knew and told each other that there was no happiness on earth that could compensate us for our troubles.
…trotzdem Ja zum Leben sagen:Ein Psychologe erlebt das Konzentrationslager
Viktor Emil Frankl
First
Room 18 in the basement of the Auschwitz camp was the prison where Father Kolbe was held. Why is there a small window there? What did the sunshine mean? It was such a space, a mediocre room that a painter could paint rest in a poor hut, if analogy could be made. It smelled like dust and rust on my nose, and I don’t remember what the temperature was that day. Painful seems to rob me of a sense of the four seasons. I continue to listen to the color of my skin floating in the dark space and the description not in my native language, and I only pay attention to the words of my phase. Cruel places where many people have died, in fact, are neither special nor exist in Japan. For example, the station where the sarin gas attack on the underground took place. I passed there many times when I was a student. Sometimes it is hard to describe the weight of the souls that were cruelly taken away from us.
Not only that, but the Auschwitz camp was also a place where God and Jesus Christ did not come to save. Evidence of this can be seen everywhere in the other prisons, where crosses were dug into the ground with nails. They would have begged and pleaded, but salvation never came. It signals the despair of the invisible soul.
Second
In the concentration camps prepared by Nazi-Deutschland, it was not only people who died in gas chambers or from poison. Others died of suicide, starvation and disease. Deaths in the facilities, all of which are lumped together in the death toll of the camps, make concentration camps the root of evil. There were other dictatorships in other countries, but it seems to be a chosen place that has been so clearly narrated and left behind. We cannot easily ask locals about dictatorships in other countries. Comparatively speaking, the camps in Poland, which can be visited like Auschwitz, are an asset.
Why would something that was a democracy produce such a tragedy, I will not go into the details of German history this time. However, the birth of Nazi Germany was also a democracy for its time. In the case of Japan, the first thing that comes to mind is national review. How effective the national review is (Article 79 of the Constitution of Japan) is not clear to most people, although we know how it works, because none of the judges have yet been dismissed from the national review.
Realizations always spring up ‘after the fact’. There is a delusion about ‘democracy’ and democratic politics, but if there is cruelty, it is now hidden in the micro rather than the macro. Emotions from personal experience are not a problem, but the emotions of incidents happening on the other side of the world are just ‘excitement’ when you get right down to it. For example, If a celebrity commits suicide, you have feelings about it as if it were your own family. but Today, that would be a nuisance to the bereaved family.
Even if the bereaved family cries for understanding in a TV broadcast, if viewers sympathies with them and post it on social media, they are sued for defamation. For the victims, they make a fuss about being told by others without their knowledge. Only equivalent celebrities have the right to sympathy for the people on the other side of the television. That has become the modern age. More and more we are being meta and not exposed to the phenomenon.
Thus, in contemporary discourse, the view that it is not the fault of a single building, such as a camp, becomes natural. medical malpractice, or the problems in the schools, about what happened in that one space. It was suicide, so it was self-inflicted – it was starvation, so it had nothing to do with it – the cause of death was illness. ‘They didn’t all die the same way in the same space. So there is no scientific basis for it’ That is the modern world.
The ‘counter-existence’ is formed by what is given by the ‘counter-other’. One, if it is called ‘death without evidence’, its existence is determined. How do we accept the gaze that determines it? Do we take on that gaze honestly, or do we have a subjective self as a ‘counter-self’ in the Sartre sense? The difference between the objective gaze and the subjective self is ‘freedom’. V. E. Frankl in Man’s Search for Meaning also held on to ‘hope’ in Auschwitz, against the positioned decision. This is not a particularly unusual story, as it has been a guiding principle since the time of the Epictetus regarding servitude and freedom.
Third
I was shown the Gulf War on television when I was in primary school. Classes were interrupted and we kept watching the bulletins, which showed people lying under the rubble. Night vision technology was a hot topic at the time, and we were shown how easy it was to hit the target, even in an operation to set fire to an oil field on the Iraqi side to spread smoke. After saying that they would have been killed, the comment was made that it was probably a mother and son. Whether it was a US soldier, my memory is not clear. It was so disheartening that I wondered if people had really died at this moment. The homeroom teacher at the time explained that if there is a war now, it will not be like Grave of the Fireflies, and that weapons have evolved like night vision devices.
Grave of the Fireflies
As well as not doubting that all human beings are equal, we vaguely believed (as a certainty) that we had peace with Article 9 of the Constitution. Nevertheless, having children write about their thoughts on peace was as if to say that they can only write about it when they are children. Why do adults make children write, and why do adults stop saying it? Why do parents and homeroom teachers end up ‘teaching’ children? Why are people who talk about peace guests? Teachers and people close to them do not talk about what they know. People whose personal lives are not affected go home talking about their war experiences.
Eventually, as they grow up, some of their friends wake up and realis that what they have received was a left-wing education. Why is Article 9 supposedly admired around the world, but the world does not emulate it? Other countries have armies as normal. When ‘we’ raise questions about it, the world accuses us of leaning to the right. Yet the world calls that awakening ‘evil’. But that is only a fragment of the world. We don’t know the essence of the world. Article 9 of the Constitution is only a corner of it. The country of Japan is not as ‘known’ as it should be. But this is just another world I have walked through. The world is a wide place. The right answer is probably just as complex and wide.
It is not certain that even the Gulf War images seen at that time were real. The only reliable fact that can be traced back is “Stock price”. Stock price records seem to be the universal language. Analysis is subject to interpretation, but the figures do not lie: after Iraq invaded Kuwait on 2 August 1990, stock prices fell vertically. This is followed by a slump in October and November, but a slight rebound in December.17 January 1991, the Gulf War begins with the bombing of Iraq by Multinational Force Iraq.
Afterwards, it recovers to the same level as before the invasion of Kuwait. What was the tragedy we saw in the classroom then, and did the parents and children really die then? As an adult, I look at stock prices and other prices as if to overcome my childhood fears. When the contingency of war is also a certainty, the market raises expectations. Stocks recover as if the feeling of fear is ignorance.
Fourth
I had a strong sense of existentialism when I went back to my memory. Probably the generation that saw the Gulf War as children tended towards existential philosophy. (Strictly, with the ideal that existentialism could change the frustration that builds up) And those who educated us were inclined towards structuralism. Even John Paul II praised the structuralist Lévi-Strauss as a good philosopher.
Sartre and Husserl phenomenology were overshadowed, but the more they were hidden, the more I followed my ‘uncertain certainties’, because there was no being close at hand to answer the experiences I felt. Is what you see reflected in my mind something that is connected to the world? Yet it exists, even outside of consciousness. Even while we are asleep, the real world is stirring outside our consciousness. News of war is only part of reality. Of course, it is difficult to make a clear distinction between structure or existence as to why I felt the way I did about what is handed to me by the world. In all of them there is something to sympathies with and feel.
Our generation was educated by those who did not benefit from the bursting of the Economic bubble, so the world was seen as ironic. At the same time, we were given a lot of dreams that never existed, such as ‘people are equal’. And even after a crisis like 911 in 2001, the economy always recovered: a 10% fall followed by a quick rebound. In fact, it was the Enron collapse in December 2001 and the WorldCom accounting fraud in June 2001 that caused the big drop. War would end the world, and it was only natural that this perception would fade.
Fifth
What do you think of Auschwitz? When asked that question, existence itself is a wall away for those of us who don’t think of everyday life in terms of war. What mattered was the world of peacetime. Man’s Search for Meaning were reinterpreted for 911 in a new translation in 2003. While the brutal images from the camps in the old translation have been erased, we have seen only the fireworks of peace slogans in the reality of the Iraq war. We bemoan the youth who don’t know human pain, but when we were children, we compensated for it with our imagination. But it didn’t mean anything when we understood it. The metadata personality of ‘not knowing human pain’ was formed that way even after the war. That would be an undeniable fact.
Hannah Arendt warned that people imprisoned at Auschwitz would be forgotten over time. She referred to the tortured deaths of those held at Auschwitz, and the deaths forgotten with the passage of time, as a double death. This would be the Auschwitz camp I visited. The records as historical are not imbued with the space. In Room 18, where Father Kolbe was, there was just an empty space inside. He lived his life without thinking in terms of contingencies, and that is a testimony. What would this place look like if you came here with no prior information and an English translation for tourists? Events do not speak beyond information. Existence precedes essence “We mean that man first of all exists” It is an endlessly silent, somehow felt suppression. The meaning of the building’s existence continues to be expressed by human beings. The marks of the cross engraved with nails do not name the scribe. The proof that God did not come is still only despair. They say that it was futile to pray, or that Sartre was an atheist, but Frankl, who was imprisoned in Auschwitz, as a psychologist, left ‘hope’ behind.
In Auschwitz, a place where there is no creative freedom, he remained strong that only his inner life would not be taken away from him. There would naturally be a hidden escape. Those who believed they would be liberated by Christmas committed suicide on Christmas Day with the current of the iron bars. That is why Frankl feared easy hope. In the camps, some people gave alms to others even though they were suffering, while others became mad demons. In the absence of any soul-operating experience, he said that only the value of attitude would not be taken away, even in a place where it was not known whether God would come or not. It includes ‘prayer’.
When Man’s Search for Meaning was published（new translation）in 2003, it was introduced that those of us who had not experienced anything as bad as Auschwitz should naturally have ‘hope’. I thought at the time that was a little different. I thought about the meaning of why Frankl wrote about ‘hope’, which he portrayed in the midst of cruelty, rather than the ‘cruelty’ of Auschwitz.
The historical fact of Auschwitz comes in different forms. That is because human misery is inevitable. I think, even in retrospect, that I was a Sartre ‘condemned to be free’. We have always been forced to feel happy because we are at peace. But in fact, this is not the case. Only those who have known misery can realis this. Even if there is no war, everyone has misfortune, like Hisako Nakamura, who lost both arms. Hisako, who lost both arms due to illness, was brought up strictly by her mother. Like her, everyone falls into a situation where the ‘home’ itself is like a prison camp. Hisako, who was missing both arms, was given a sewing kit by her mother. Without arms, sewing means using the mouth. Naturally, saliva would get on it, but her mother did not allow it. When Hisako learned to sew, she showed the audience how she sewed as the ‘Daruma Maiden’ at a freak show, still holding a grudge against her mother.
Hisako Nakamura
Nevertheless, Hisako forgave her mother and was grateful. While this was based on her Jodo Shinshu teachings, she did not take what she was taught for granted. She realized that it was because of her mother’s strictness that she was able to become independent. But even today in Japan, although this idea is a beautiful story, the mother’s position is that of ‘abuse’. Society must provide ‘comprehensive’ support through welfare and other means to prevent this from happening. Frankl quoted Nietzsche on the most painful human suffering. ‘Suffering itself is not the problem. It is the lack of an answer to the cry ‘what is the cause of suffering’ that is the problem.”
This idea is a ‘freedom’ held by subjectivity, objecting to a given ‘being’. Frankl was also given the ‘fate’ of a dying Jew. But he held out hope. It is freedom but suffering. How freedom is a responsibility, and how heavy it is. Hisako is no different. From her position of being without both arms, she achieved a feat that was almost impossible. It is suffering, and it is ‘freedom’ that tried to overcome her position. All they are integrated into life as untold history. Auschwitz has become a metonymized entity: in Room 18, Father Kolbe took over the dying fate of other Jews. The world does not speak of them. It is ‘man’ who records them to the world. And yet, how many years can one leave behind? Why is it that the faces of anguish in paintings from centuries ago are still recognizable today? For example, Will Shakespeare still be around a hundred years from now? Why is it that what Father Kolbe did is still great today? It is man who makes sure that records are kept, but who creates the destiny that allows them to be kept?
Last
Sartre, who was a genius, missed his prediction before the Second World War when he said that Germany would not go to war. How did a dictatorship arise in Germany, which was supposed to be a democracy? The question can still be asked today. However, there is inevitably no end to speech and violence. This is because there is a ‘will’ in people. The will cannot be unified: the Covid19 epidemic has not subsided, the war between Russia and Ukraine, and in Japan the controversy continues after the assassination of former Prime Minister Shinzo Abe on 8 July 2022. I cannot recall a word from my childhood when I could so easily reject these conflicts. Children today may be cleverer, but a child’s words are not allowed to cross the world. Maybe that is why it is children who can go to the Kingdom of Heaven. (Matthew 19:13-15)
Our pursuit of human goodness is not always beautiful. We move away from heaven little by little as we defile our souls, as we defile ourselves, as we struggle. We cannot abandon it because we must live with ‘will’. Even if we put an end to today’s challenges, is it something that will dissolve into history and be forgotten, or is it something that will be imprinted on individual souls?
Keeping silent, like the adults of the past, certainly seems like a bad thing. But what if we cannot protect our precious beings if we do not answer the demands of fate? If adults fight, children lose their place in the world. If teachers have made deviant statements, children feel insecure. Maybe that’s why they kept quiet back then. Was it adult self-deception? Or was ‘consideration’? It is not possible in heaven to know the complexity of human beings. Is that not the will to struggle to live? If the dead sleep-in peace, the living must awaken. It will come, even in silence.
We must have experienced hardships and cruelty in each of our growing up years. We should not compare our misfortunes with others. Invariably, there is some trivial love left in people. The driving force behind Frankl’s books can be said to be Agape. Faith in human goodness would be to remember that. Even if, in any future situation.
Mein Söhnlein, ich wünsche dir – ich wünsche dir –Ich wünsche dir, daß alle Menschen dich liebhaben müssen.“
I wish for you — I wish for you —“ “I wish for you that everyone will love you.”
Hermann Hesse. Augustus .
First
Mysterious neighbors lived in a house with beautiful music. When the little music box was playing, the mother prayed for her pre-baptized baby to be loved by everyone. It was the arrangement of that elderly neighbor. As soon as the music box stopped playing, the mother feared that she had made a mistake in her wish.
Why did the mother become so anxious and unable to stand after reciting her wish? Was it that she regretted the mistake of ‘witchcraft’, which is heresy, or that her mother knew the nature of social evil? Or is the mother under the spell too? Consequently, the mother told her son, that anyone who loves you, I love you the most. Soon, the mother’s fears were spot on and her son became a beloved and ruthless person.
Second
The author Hermann Hesse’s work sometimes seems to have his own ‘record’ deep within the words. Here is a brief account of Hesse’s upbringing: first, he retires from the rigors of his pastor’s seminary and escapes. Then his parents ask for an exorcism, which is unsuccessful, He was followed by a suicide attempt. After a stay in a psychiatric ward, he enters the Gymnasium but is frustrated and escapes. His apprenticeship as a watchmaker is also a setback, and perhaps as a reflection of the introspection and self-discipline of the time, he once retired the booksellers,but is satisfied with his job as a clerk at the Heckenhauer bookshop. His ‘Unterm Rad‘ is a striking reflection of his upbringing in seminary, but ‘Demian‘, ‘Das Nachtpfauenauge‘ and others also seem to reveal a record of Hesse’s mind.
I sometimes think of the text as Hesse’s own voice speaking in transference to the characters. This may be due to his characteristic Buddhist look at destruction and creation, the broken, the passing of time and death. At the time, he himself was often asked by people whether he was a Buddhist, although he had travelled to India but had not studied Buddhism professionally. Augustus was written in 1913, before the First World War, and it remains as applicable to any period or life, not destroyed by war.
Third
Augustus is one of the works in ‘Märchen’, which I had read a little of as a child, and the story that made an impression on me was ‘Merkwurdige nachricht von einem andern stern‘, in which all the flowers to mourn were lost in a disaster. With only ten years of experience and imagination since birth, Augustus had difficulties. It was difficult because I had no special experience of being loved by anyone. At the time, I did not even really understand what love was, and I cannot remember ever having received love from anyone other than my parents.
I was taught that in the Christen nation, love is something that relates to you and nurtures you, but I never understood it. Sometimes I didn’t know whether even the word ‘gratitude’ was something I really felt, or whether it was something I felt for social reasons. In Buddhist school, I concentrated on listening to a talk about ‘death’, which began with the idea that from the moment we are born, we are on our way to death.
I did not dislike religious events, and I was an attendant, a kind of a Acolyte in Christianity. My classmates from schools without religious education told me they felt sorry for me having religious events. Even then, I probably didn’t think about who loved me. I was always looking for a place where I could love and be loved. Sometimes the question of being alive made me hope for a successful me, and sometimes I wondered if there was any point in living as I would never become anything anyway. Nevertheless, I thought we all had a little bit of that, so I didn’t pay attention to it. I went to university, which had nothing to do with religion. There I translated Hesse in German.
Fourth
At the time, Augustus was not yet able to make an analysis. I probably learnt about this story, which embodies Matthew 5: ‘Blessed are the poor in spirit’, at university or in a commentary. For those young days when life was like walking on a balance beam, financial poverty was one thing, but poverty of heart was hard to accept. No matter how careful I was, I would fall, and for me, who kept myself alive in that way, poverty seemed to throw me off balance. Why did Augustus’ mother use witchcraft to raise her child, her fault was alien to me. She lost her husband, her father, soon after, and it seems to me that she was so poor that in the future her children would have to become university professors or kings to survive.
The neighbor, Binswanger and her friend Madam could each give her mother one silver coin, two in all, but he said he couldn’t do any more. He took pity on her and offered to grant her a wish. His mother’s wish that he should be loved by everyone was granted and Augustus manipulated people at will. Everyone loved him, no one doubted him, and everyone gave alms to him. This turned into a convenient position for his mother. Whether the mother’s love was due to witchcraft or essential motherhood, only the mother spoiled her son, but she was outraged by his excessive rudeness and coldness towards others. The mother subsequently dies of illness.
Leaving behind, Augustus fell in love with a widow, but soon grew tired of her. Next, he fell in love with a lady who had a husband and tried to take her away from him, although the lady said strangely, ‘ I can’t stop loving you, but I prefer to stay with my husband.’. It was as if she really cared for her husband but her love for him had been distorted by magic. Eventually he asked his neighbor to extinguish his power to be loved. After that, the public’s view of Augustus changed. All the resentments he had never felt and all the sins he had committed fell on him and he was put in jail. and When he came out of prison, he roamed the world through his illness, seeking a place where his love could live. Yet this time people loved him no one. They bullied him and shook his hand away. In the midst of it all, he loved and served people.
He died in the end with a richness of heart from all kinds of poverty. That story was not something I wanted to think about when I was young. If one was poor, one could not live, that is what I had to think. Poverty is not always financial, and there was something I did not want to acknowledge, even poverty about the heart. Certainly, as a fairy tale, poorness is a beautiful thing. But in Grimm’s fairy tales and others, such as “Die Sterntaler” alms were given to the poor, and hope for the common people was grace. However, religions sometimes teach that it is happiness to have nothing in return for grace.
It is not only Christianity, but Buddhism has similar teachings. However, I thought that idea would defeat the spirit and I don’t think it was a mistake. I was aware of how important it was, but it didn’t make an impression on me. Many years later, I never picked up the story or remembered it. In my professional life, I may talk about Hesse, but I pick up stories other than this one. Originally, I did not even pick up Matthew 5, even though I understood its meaning. This story was a so-called ‘blind spot’.
Fifth
In the Buddhist chapter on the Eight Verses, it is said that saints do not undergo sorting and are not caught up in delusional sorting. Delusional discernment – to be caught up in what one understands, which is Avidyā. (ignorance)This was in line with the ‘Blessed are the poor’ of Matthew*. In this passage, the saint is the Buddha, who taught his disciples the precept of peacefulness, not to separate oneself from the superior or the inferior. In another section, it is mentioned as one of the preparations before death not to be conceited in keeping the precepts.
Blessed be the Lord in the book of Matthew is one of Jesus’ Sermon on the Mount. The Ten Commandments of Moses in the Old Testament were sacred precepts. However, many people mistakenly believed that as long as they kept the law, they would be happy. So they oppressed and persecuted those who could not keep it. The poor people heard of Jesus’ ministry and followed him to the mountaintop. Luke’s Gospel, written from a different perspective, says ‘Blessed are the poor’ and refers only to financial poverty in Greek, whereas Matthew’s Gospel clearly means ‘the poor in spirit’ and internal, spiritual things as well. Jesus has continued to liberate the world’s marginalized people, the oppressed and sinners with love.
It was not the absolute power that people expected, and some were not sober. Jesus spoke of the ‘poor in heart’, the ‘sorrowful’, the ‘meek’, those who ‘hunger and thirst for righteousness’, as those for whom the kingdom of heaven is yours, blessed are you. When Jesus was asked by his disciples what was most important in the Law, he quoted from the Old Testament books such as Deuteronomy, saying that ‘love’ was the most important part of the Law. Love was not something that could be clearly defined as good or evil. That is why Jesus’ parables, and his light also generated a lot of emotion and misunderstanding. Nonetheless, this ‘Blessed are the poor in spirit’ has been handed down as the core of a long history. Even if you abhor this verse, you will eventually understand it if we continue in the life of faith.
Sixth
Was Augustus’ gift regarding ‘love’ a gift or a curse? This may be an indication of Hermann Hesse’s value of the gift. Hesse said, “I want to be a poet, otherwise I want to be nothing”, but as a man who attempted suicide, he would have known that a gift was also a handicap. A gift is a talent given by God, but we don’t know how to increase it. I am a recipient of grace, and we understand that, but we can’ t get any comfort from it. The human heart does not move according to the physical laws. Whether it’s physical hopelessness or blindness, it’s always hard to figure out how to live and where to find yourself.
This Märchen likened the two-sidedness that society possesses to ‘love’. If we say that the Providence of God us, hardship and grace are mundanely mixed and not easily identifiable. Augustus continued to receive love for the world. Others loved him and kept giving him things that were of no value to him. His growing ruthlessness signaled an allegory for a man who no longer felt God’s love. It seemed to be a projection of Hesse himself, who chose to commit suicide. He may have thought that way when he looked back on what it was like to choose death. Happiness does not come immediately after coming back to life, as manifested in his escapist habits and style. Nevertheless, Augustus knew that the world was wonderful and lovable. He thought he should travel the world in order to help people one way or the other and find places where he could show his love.
During this journey, Augustus fulfils his oppressed and distorted heart with happiness. Christianity teaches that those who had hoped for earthly things find their hope in God. But what does it mean for God, a higher being, to give us happiness? Sometimes it is difficult to understand this even when it is explained to us in words. God is far away, one wall away, if not everyday. The philosopher Simone Weil tries to put God in brackets for once (Epoché), but even Augustus fulfilled his heart on a journey where there is no such thing as happiness in the eyes of others, where he was marginalized and unloved. Buddhist ‘senselessness’ is close to this.
Er wunderte sich täglich, wieviel Elend es auf der Welt gäbe und wie vergnügt doch die Menschen sein können,
He was amazed each day at how much misery there was in the world and how content people could be nevertheless,
Das Menschenleben schien ihm vorzüglich eingerichtet.
To him, human life seemed marvelously well arranged.
so daß ihm schien, er habe die Welt niemals anders gesehen als heute; aber er war zufrieden und fand die Welt durchaus herrlich und liebenswert.
Gradually his memory too grew clouded so that it seemed to him as though he had never seen the world other than it was on that day. But he was content with it and found it altogether splendid and deserving of love.
He learned to love the world, although he was not loved or given expensive gifts as before. Besides, he dared to willingly choose hunger and suffering. So far, it ends up being Buddhist, but if I were to explain the difference, it would be that the Mächen has arrived at the point where ‘for theirs is the kingdom of heaven’. Augustus had reached his Godfather, the only kind man who had given him gifts and disabilities. The house was a house where music often played, and in his last days he felt as if he could hear his late mother’s voice, and he ascended to heaven.
Is this defeat and pessimism in life? I remember once thinking so. But it is different. Märchen’s death is different from death in the real world. He actually died, but it becomes an allegory and enters people’s hearts. What it means to be happy even if you are poor-hearted, as Jesus said in his parable, is something that cannot be explained by the laws of physics.
Yet everyone realizes that if you put yourself in a world of mystery and compare yourself with the allegory, you will find that the story is not particularly exotic either. We cannot explain how it can move our hearts. But when we connect God and Jesus, we call it the Holy Spirit. This may be the most difficult Holy Spirit to explain.
Last
We sometimes close our hearts only to what we can see and feel. Who will let us know that next to the death knell, there is life coming into being, the joy of the unseen? Thus hope must transcend what separates. Just as the ego awakens again and again in childhood, just as the familiar work of art seems to be buried in a dead corner and then reappears. People are always waiting for something to resonate in their souls, whether it is a day of joy or a day when they want to disappear in sorrow. As if one learns the name of the being in front of one’s eyes, one is moved by a familiar sight.
Augustus was poor himself but could see the poverty of others. He had become unloved and knew that his kindness and love could not be conveyed to others. By ‘poor-hearted ones’ he was addressing not only himself, but the world. He knew that the poverty he most wanted to convey could not deliver hope, that even though it was impossible to manipulate the Holy Spirit at will, who could move people’s hearts, he still knew what it meant to love, something that the world could still say was beautiful.
Beautiful music was the voice of a loved one. For him, it was his mother. The most beautiful music that has been flowing since before his death becomes the voice of his loved one. Overlapping the heavenly messenger with the voice of a loved one is both a desire and a happiness. I think I finally know why this passage is described as embodying the Gospel of Matthew, the poverty of heart that is universal no matter how much times change, and why this passage is taught as the core of being a Christian.
The mind dwells on the allegories given and the unknowable, and the places where we should be self-disciplined emerge and the poverty of our hearts. When the soul’s gaze by love looks out over the world, probably it raises the joy of being born into this world.
Rejoice and be glad.
Matthew 5:12
Postscript.
Hermann Hesse’s Augustus is famous for embodying the ‘Blessed are the poor in spirit’ of Matthew 5.
This story is famous as the embodiment of the story. When I was a student, I was so desperate to be somebody that this story seemed like a defeat in life. I did not want to understand this poverty. Even now, I can’t say that understanding this poverty is right. But I do know that the words and love of Jesus, like the Holy Spirit of the Trinity, if this is something that needs to be understood with the heart, then the poverty of this story should be looked at with the gaze of the soul. If this is to be communicated to others, it is to know the suffering that cannot be communicated by force. Hesse’s suicide attempt and My experience overlapped with him. I had sympathy for Augustus. Even though the world loved me, I did not see it as love, I had become ruthless. I found myself becoming like Augustus. The fairy tales I couldn’t read as a child because I didn’t understand love, then the stories I ignored because poverty was so alien to me, became the stories I came closest to. Hesse.
wrote this in his work. “so familiar to him from childhood that it awoke echoes of the past in his soul.” About the love that Jesus wanted to convey not only to those who were wise or in authority.
Rest for the modern age that constantly tells us that this is the way it should be. Perhaps that is the hope.
My Buddhist boyfriend reads scripture in a familiar voice, and ‘Rejoice and be glad‘ he recited from the Bible. It was so beautiful that it reminded me of Augustus by happenstance.
・People who are considered 'invisible' need beauty and poetry.
・Laborers need beauty and poetry more than bread.
・Poets create beauty by giving attention to the real. Love acts the same way.
・It is only by chance that the most precious things in the world start to be called progress, or 'the genius that makes a statement through the ages'. It is unbearable to imagine that even the most precious things in this world are left to chance.
・Unbearably absent God. In this sense the world is God itself.
Simone Weil.
First
Simone Weil went to Germany in 1932-1933, a year before she entered the factory, to understand the foundations of fascism. She reported that the Nazis were not only taking advantage of the petty bourgeoisie, but also many unemployed and other vulnerable groups.
Weil wrote a letter to Father Perrin during her stay of a little more than two months. The contents of the letter were: She wrote to Father Perrin without hiding her own over-influence on collectivity, “If everyone sings Nazis songs, then I’ll sing them too, which is my weakness, but this is the way I exist.” and it did not hide the fact that it could be influenced by the negative impacts of negative influence. She was saving German exiles and raising her own questions about labor, unemployment and collectivity. At the end of 1934, Simone Weil left her teaching job to work in a factory as a pressman and decided to face the ‘monde réel’（Real）Before she joined the factory, she was obsessed with writing to ‘masterpieces’ and ‘posthumous works’. However, the idea was feel some delicacy about the real world. ‘I began to think that the interchangeable parts were laborer. Parts have more civil rights than people’, she said as she walked through the gate, showing her ID card with the number on her chest,
Simone Weil wrote a core called ‘Beauty and Poetry for laborer’.
I have long remained unsure of this vital nucleus. She quoted a poem by Homerosu at the beginning of her ‘Factory Diary’ (Reflections on Labor and Life). She had many reflections on classical literature, but at the same time she knew that poetry was meaningless to the laborer. She had experienced first-hand the mental and physical exhaustion of hard laborer and was thus troubled by the pointlessness of trying to be philosophical through the Bible. This is reflected in her own record of almost jumping into the Seine in disgust with factory life.
Her writings are characterized by a large number of disconnected chapters, as they were not formally prepared for publication in book form. It seems to be an inclusion structure, a structure in which statements implying contradictions make sense inclusively and mutually, as in the words of Qohelet（Ecclesiastes） in the Old Testament. For example, she knew that art meant nothing in labor. At the same time, she talks about clocks and artists. She held that a made clock can work without love, but created art cannot work without love. Why did she define such a thing as ‘what the laborer needs more than bread is beauty and poetry’? Even if we were to write out an outgrowth of this as a logic as a definition, it would be difficult to delve into the labor of the time and write it out. One commentary on ‘labor’ explained it in Hayao Miyazaki’s ‘Spirited Away’, but if that is to be used as an analogy, it fails to convey the suffering and weight of labor. Indeed, even if the protagonist who lost his name in that worldview, the dragon god having lost his memory, and the otherworldly beings who follow him obediently represent the structure of labor, nevertheless, labor is completely meaningless in allegory and structural understanding. You cannot catch up with Weil’s philosophy unless you are actually exhausted by labor and conscious of death by labor. The cartoon analogy is a poor outgrowth for the students who are the target of this lecture because they cannot understand the suffering of labor, so they have little outgrowth to formulate logic. As a result, students try to end up with a ‘mind set‘ about labor. Most believe that happiness as a laborer is poetry and beauty, depending on how you ‘mind set’. As a result, It is just an empty theory on the table and something else entirely. To know Weil is to know that hard labor means that poetry, beauty or even faith becomes utterly meaningless. One must strike this reality into one’s heart and suffer that one is wasting one’s time. In modern times, these still seem to make sense through ‘peace of mind’. That would be the explanation of this animation. The students are satisfied with the idea that labor makes sense if they change the way they look at the outside world and the other world and use philosophical terms to describe them. If you can live well enough to go to university in modern Japan, it is unlikely that you will experience the labor Weil describes. As barriers to understanding Simone Weil, one is the suffering of labor, the second is suffering with limitations, and the third is suffering through faith, is important. Without knowing these three things, one may perceive something in Weil’s poetic sentiment and follow it later with logic. I was one of them, and that may be what she calls an overlap of coincidences. That is why, by the time I was over the age of Weil’s death, I left for a time because it even seemed to me that these philosophies were only heading towards death, just as she was heading towards guest death.
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Even if one decides that “it is beautiful”, poetry and beauty ask for emotion and heart, and it is difficult to express them and to appeal to them with logic. The same applies to pain and unhappiness. Unhappiness is a great mystery in life. One cannot accept the idea of this misfortune, of abandoning the imagination that you are at the center of the world, of acknowledging that the real center is outside the world, that we are a ‘point’. Descartes’ ‘I think, therefore I am’ should not be left behind in everyday life. Sartre refuted it, but it is still incomplete. So much so that the I and consciousness must not be separated. Clerics such as Father Perrin, with whom she interacted, make sense of such misfortunes. Because that is their job, They seldom look back on whether or not Jesus really felt unhappy. Jesus was the Son of God, but as a man he studied the Old Testament. Before his execution, the Son of God cried out “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”, Psalm 22. If Jesus was God, he would not have originally suffered. Jesus suffered as a human being. Suffering and misery are enigmatic for people, just as Jesus’ suffering is a beautiful story. Even today, people’s unhappiness is swelling day by day, although the world is full of measures and words that could solve their misery.
Many people still think today that Weil is not a philosopher, but for those who understand theology and faith, it was philosophical. Why is that, because she phenomenologically Epoché what people of faith cannot always erase or stop, ‘pray thinking there is no God‘ She did not flirt with religious people in the Caillet.
Religious people admonish Jesus to bear the suffering of labor, but Weil did not. Keeping philosophical questions and answers to religious understandings impoverishes the human mind to the extreme. From a religious perspective, there is even a saying, “Be a fisherman rather than a philosopher”. Wisdom is a condition for becoming poor. 【Proverbs28:11】If the saint’s condition is to perform miracles, the philosopher expects miracles but excludes them himself. That is the purification of knowledge. That purification may be the only way to realize one’s true nature. However, we do not know if that essence is something that can cross over into the world. In fact, she died because she refused treatment. Although contemporary ethics cannot touch on it, Weil’s focus on the ‘labor’ can be said to be neighborly love. She was in the same position as the poor, as was Jesus. She did not ridicule the poor laborer.
In 1937, Simone Weil, who had also become a poet enough to have Paul Valéry write a review of her books, also wrote about art. She loved Jesus so much that she was never unaware that he had descended into Hades. She descended as in ‘Gravity and Grace’.
Simone Weil used the example of Andromaque to show that tragedy is what people will not listen to unless it is represented by a creation, but she did leave a written record of her labor. If she had not died at the young age of 34, I don’t know if this fact would have been created, but that ‘Coincidence’ record of her labor is something that has to be experienced to be understood, just as there are deaths from overwork and suicides even today. Few students or professors are aware of the cruelty of her record. I was one of them. We can only be vaguely aware of the toil. I immediately play it on the basis of my own faith and experience. Not so much that it is a ‘sin’, but while I am unaware of labor, even that seems like beautiful poetry. For the sick, there were nightingales, but for the laborer, every artist makes a beautiful story. That is just raising people who can read books, but only such people try to be the voice of people’s labor.
Yet, she was still waiting for a miracle for the weak. As a seeker, she would read the Bible into her mind.She wrote like a philosophical thinker, organizing the mysteries in philosophical reflections and thinkers. about it I often asked myself what she kept doing it for. She also became ill and poor again in her later years. Despairing too, she understood her gifts. She was estranged from her destiny and was constantly fighting against it. Maybe she waited for a miracle to figure out what she could write. For example, as manifested in her interpretation of Prometheus and Grimm’s fairy tales, she did not touch the deus ex machina – the mechanical god. That is not the same as Aristotle, who was in denial. She was choosing a god or destiny to reach out to suffering. She was informing despair so that miracles would happen to the laborer and so that the artist would invoke the god of mechanical contraptions. Despair is the stripping away of all hope. Despair is not something that comes. Sometimes others feel differently from you. Hopelessness is the stripping away of expectations in order to fall into despair yourself. St Cassilda was carrying food for the Christians, who were heretics at the time, when she was stopped by her vassals and the king and told to show them the food she had hidden. If the food was found, the death penalty awaited her, but God turned the food into roses. Simone Weil’s miracle for the laborer in waiting, in my opinion, is this. She epokayed（epokhế） God as a philosophy, but she assumed the world was God.
Like Casilda’s stripped cloak, after all hopes and expectations were stripped away, the prayer was indeed pure.
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Jesus was the closest to the Father, and misfortune came to him. Those who understand know that to be close to the Mystery is most unfortunate. Whether it is just inorganic unhappiness or unhappiness due to the Mystery. When I was a seeker, I believed that the unhappiness at the time was due to the mystery. Not by hope. My faith began with misfortune. I had a desire to believe and a doubt whether souls are really equal. Unspeakable and difficult-to-surface thoughts were stirring me. The objections of the world were constant: the feeble believe in mysteries.
Light enters the eye with a single blink of an eye. Nevertheless, there are days when it does not illuminate the heart. Those who write with words begin by struggling with words they cannot communicate to express the light that transcends wisdom. Just as a musician cannot separate himself from sound, what he expresses in words cannot separate himself from words. Just as music is said to be incomprehensible, words cannot be understood, they need to be understood in the heart. How to call upon the heart is always a struggle as well. From such despair we must write down real miracles, so that light may shine on the mysteries of misery.
I think she has managed to turn it into a teaching guide so that we can get there.
Will she be a philosopher, a thinker or a seeker? She is treated as rootless by an undefined reputation. So, We have forgotten. That she was a teacher.
She was the ‘teacher’.
I could find her as a real person, a ‘teacher’. As an‟poètes”
Jesus’ Gospel walk is full of unnamed poor people. The labor she experienced is the embodiment of these unnamed people. Jesus stands in suffering outside the church.
Cuando Casilda desplegó el manto, cayeronmuchas rosas.
When Casilda unfolded her cloak, many roses dropped from it.
‘Toledo’, located in central Spain, was a crossroads of Judaism, Islam and Christianity. It was a city at the crossroads of Judaism, Islam and Christianity. Famous as the favorite of the painter El Greco, it became the capital of the Visigoths in the 6th century, and from the 8th to the 11th century, during the reign of Fernando I, Toledo was under the rule of Muslim powers. The Moroccan king, Casilda of Almamun, was polite and kind-hearted, and carried food to the Christians his father had captured as prisoners of war. Casilda means ‘singing’ in Arabic, and she was kind to the captives, making a beautiful white rose bloom from a bad stem and extending the seeds of faith. Her retainers, who did not take it well, informed the king that they were going to execute Casilda.
The king loved his daughter, but he had no choice but to execute her after such an incident. When the retainer and the king pursued inside the cloak of Casilda, by God’s arrangement, the food that Casilda had hidden turned into white roses. She was acquitted of any blame.
Sacrifice, a self-sacrifice, and Deus Ex Machina, a mechanical god who casts a stone in a stifling situation. Casilda’s endgame can be described as deus ex machina. Self-sacrifice to gain an advantage exists in the world of chess, but Aristotle rejects the mechanistic god. I find it interesting that even in the seemingly inorganic world of chess, a world of logic, miracles happen. If you only play on the defensive, you will never make any progress, and pieces will always be taken. The value of the pieces constantly fluctuates, they attack, watch each other and choke. Every time a piece is taken in this context, it is analyzed to see if it is just a blunder or sacrificed. The game is constantly subjected to uncertainty, and sacrifice is established from the results.
The Christian self-sacrifice seems to be a measure, an ‘accident’ that represents to the invisible God. Does it include love? The only way to find out what God wants is to read the Bible in slowly and carefully. And above all, Jesus is only full of parables, and his stories must be replaced by our everyday life for us to consider. The words of Jesus must be lived in everyday life when faced with problems that are universally the same, even though Toledo and society changed in those days.
The Christian love, the kindness of Casilda, can be regarded as religious, but it is also the inherent goodness of human beings. Of course, some people did not show that goodness. She is unable to get prisoners out of prison. They carry food, although without consequence. Does that kindness, which does not leave the hungry behind, give strength to the misfortune of being a prisoner of war? On its own, Casilda was doomed to be executed as a traitor. However, We
knows that miracles do not happen in everyday life.
Still, I want to stay awake to the goodness, to the love of God, because the breakout of miracles is indeed something that is always there.
Always that what we see and what we have in front of us is not everything.
自己犠牲であるサクリファイスと息詰まった状況に一石を投じる機械仕掛けの神、デウス・エクス・マキナ。【deus ex machina】カシルダの終盤はデウスエクスマキナである。自分が優位になるための自己犠牲というものは、チェスの世界でも存在しているが、アリストテレスは機械仕掛けの神を否定している。私は無機質に思えるチェスの世界という論理の世界でも、奇跡が起きることが面白いと思っている。守りばかりでは一向に進まず、必ず駒というものは取られる。駒の価値は常に変動し、駒は攻めたり、お互いを監視したり、息詰まる。その中で駒が取られる度に、ただの失策かサクリファイスか分析が入る。常に不確定要素にかけ続け、結果からサクリファイスは確立する。
And that [same] day Jesus went out from the house and sat down by the sea.
And great crowds were gathered together to him, so that going on board ship himself he sat down, and the whole crowd stood on the shore.
And he spoke to them many things in parables, saying, Behold, the sower went out to sow:
and as he sowed, some [grains] fell along the way, and the birds came and devoured them;
and others fell upon the rocky places where they had not much earth, and immediately they sprang up out of [the ground] because of not having [any] depth of earth,
but when the sun rose they were burned up, and because of not having [any] root were dried up;
and others fell upon the thorns, and the thorns grew up and choked them;
and others fell upon the good ground, and produced fruit, one a hundred, one sixty, and one thirty.
He that has ears, let him hear.
Matthew 13：１～９
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Western philosophy and Greek mythology had the sea as ‘Mother Sea’, but also the opposite, as something which drowns and is unsuccessful. No land seed can grow on the sea, but I thought it made sense that Jesus was talking about seeds on the boat. Seeds are the possibility of a person’s faith in Jesus, but seeds that are scattered and falling, do not choose the place, the good earth or the bad land: Birds come and eat it, it germinates where the ground is not deep, but withers, or if it falls down a thorny path, it is blocked. We don’t know where the land is where the seed will grow and It must know that it can wither along the way. This passage became the heart of my Christian transmission because it was the lecture when I attended my first church mass.
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In the Old Testament, there are stories of Joseph, who receives revelations in dreams, and Daniel the interpretation of dreams, and in the Old Testament, dreams were also revelations from God. I visited the church for the first time, with Daniel the dreamer in the book of Daniel being my favorite. Then I came across this New Testament chapter 13. Since the birth of Jesus, God no longer appears in people’s dreams. Instead, Jesus is the Lord, and the ‘parables’ of the Father unfold. Usually there is no commentary in the Mass as to whether the story has been told on the sea, and this time there is no criticism.
I think the reason I can talk about the sea is that I’m an evangelist, not an ecclesiastic. Thus, as a novelist and evangelist, I took from that passage to the sea. In Genesis, the waters existed before God was created, the world was inundated by Noah’s ark, and the sea was still there when Jesus was there. And in the first verse of chapter 21, that represents the New World in the Apocalypse, ‘there will be no sea’. This new world of no sea is beyond human understanding for us. It is an illusion and we don’t know when we will see it, but now we think of it as land, the human heart is like the sea. This is metaphorical and suggestive, but we do not know the conditions under which the seed will grow. It may sprout, but it may wither and die. Unfortunately, that is also the case with my own heart, which speaks of the Bible. Clergy cannot speak of this possibility, but because I am a writer, I can speak of the reality of withering and death. I had thought that the evangelist would go to the secular world, where a clergyman, for example, a priest, cannot go down. That is exactly why evangelists go outside the Church without trying to carefully select the best land. It is like Simone Weil’s policy, which has not been baptized.
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Matthew’s Gospel is said to have been written by the evangelist Matthew. Historically, in the process of the Gospel being produced, there was persecution and oppression in Rome of those who became Christians. They were carefully selected and produced in the process, but it is certain that Jesus Christ himself existed, and the Western calendar was made to Jesus’ standards. Research has led historians and religious scholars to disagree on whether the various miracles performed by Jesus were true or not. The best part of the Gospels is that there is ‘love’, equality, and forgiveness in what they tried to write down in the face of oppression.
Matthew’s Gospel reflects Jesus as (i) of David’s lineage, (ii) the new Moses, and (iii) God with us (Immanuel). Jesus is like Moses. He comes out of Egypt, is baptized in the Jordan River, spends 40 days in the wilderness and preaches the Law on the mountain. It is also stated in Matthew’s Gospel that Jesus is more than Moses. Jesus invited him to teach that even those who are strict in their religion are not necessarily competent people, the poor and weak are also included, and that rather than just being strict with authority and religion, they will stumble. Sowing seeds is thus a good land, where we cannot choose.
Putting possibilities into the hearts of sinners and various human beings, not just the wise of the world, is like throwing a land seed into the sea. It is such a challenge to uncertainty. We are not certain what the conditions are for a seed to grow. For that matter, there is no mention of the limitation ‘love’. In the Christian world, most plants have a divine symbolism, but the lilies, the clock grass, the roses, the olives, the grapes, and the poisonous wheat and the weeds probably also have a blooming meaning. We ask whether the conditions for seeds to grow are the light of dawn, the pull of the moon to attract them, the sunlight hot enough to dry the land, the cold of winter to rest the plants, the dreams of the night, or how the human heart grows in the ‘four seasons’ of life.
Living is not limited to the time we are conscious. We share time together as long as we live, even when we are unconscious in a dream. Even when a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate,( Ecclesiastes, chapter 3), and even when we know freedom from such suffering, suffering is born again, and even in peace, living is also ‘waiting’. We are waiting for the time to sprout, for the time to wither, for the time to come. With regard to waiting, uncertain events can move the inner world, as in Soseki’s Natsume Ten Nights of Dreams, which has nothing to do with Christian culture. The first night of the Ten Dreaming Nights is illusion and dreaming, speculation does not even attempt to seek order. Dreaming time has no predominance of ‘arising’ or ‘disappearing’, and is perhaps not a Hegelian intuited generation. In the stage, the woman loses her breath and says to the man, ‘I’m going to be dead’. At last, the woman dies, and the man keeps waiting. The man waits, for a long time and begins to wonder if the woman has not deceived him, but a lily blooms and kisses the man. Only a dream story, but the transformation of the breathless woman into a lily is Kairos, which appears even in the randomness of a dream.
We live in the normal quantifiable time of the ‘Chronos’. We find meaning in the unmeasurable ‘Kairos’ that breaks through that Chronos. When Jesus was born, when a miracle happened, when a flower bloomed, the day a child was born, the day we thought it was beautiful – these are the breakthroughs of the Kronos that connect the inner and outer worlds. The seed of the Word germinates and grows out of Man. It is not always in good land, with excellent conditions. And why is it necessary for the Word to grow? Have we ever thought about that? We live in the normal quantifiable time of the ‘Chronos’. We find meaning in the unmeasurable ‘Kairos’ that breaks through that Chronos. When Jesus was born, when a miracle happened, when a flower bloomed, the day a child was born, the day we thought it was beautiful – these are the breakthroughs of the Kronos that connect the inner and outer worlds. The seed of the Word sprouts and grows out of sight of man. It is not always in good land, with excellent conditions. And why is it necessary for the Word to grow? Have we ever thought about that? People sleeping on the streets, people being abused, unforeseen accidents, people involved in incidents, disasters, life and death choices being made, the
The seeds are sown in the internal experience of your inescapable emotional ‘moment‘ or ‘eternity‘.
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The recording of ‘Ten Dreaming Nights’ was about to end for a reason halfway through. I knew Matthew 13 very well and never once asked him, a Buddhist, to read the Bible. And he said he wouldn’t read it either. And I knew that for him, with his axis of Buddhism, he was like a lotus flower, blooming on the water. Not on land, I thought of him as a flower on the water. ‘A lotus grows in the mud’ I loved his holiness, I had never felt my superiority to him, who could chant long prayers and long sutras beautifully, which even Christian get exhausted.
I loved his holiness, I had never felt my superiority to him, who could chant long prayers and long sutras beautifully, which even Christian get exhausted by. Even without us, the masterpiece will be recited by someone else. Originally, they did it in a place where the land was not certain, like filling up the sea. As I was getting up in the morning after listening to the last recording of Ten Dreaming Nights, he told me that he had seen a video of the Gospel of Matthew. I could have refused, but how could I refuse to judge him in his internal experience?
We won’t get an answer to that today: Besides, this story doesn’t stop with him, but I grew up.
If the personality is not as ideal, if it cannot be reconciled, it will divide. There are many clergy and lay people who would say so simply, “Jesus is kind.” People love personalities they don’t even know, be they historical figures or celebrities. By itself, it is incomplete for the Word to be lived. We know very well that there are limits to loving only personalities. That is why we are divided by a little disappointment in the other person. And yet Jesus Christ freed various weak people and sinners. Thus, it is not limited to personality, and not confined to its narrow scope it is not personality, but ‘love’. But love requires personality. This contradiction – so much piled up metaphysics – disappears and dissolves into ‘everyday life’. I cannot deny the day when I too live ‘everyday life’ rather than the Bible. This is why it is important to live in time and wait for the right moment. For a beautiful rose, the smell of bitter earth is essential. Whether it is the cement garden that blooms unseen or the ivy that wraps around the dwelling, I do not know how the seeds grow. Looking back, I reflect on how plants grow differently, maintaining the golden ratio and the order of the number of leaves and petals, but not in the same way. It is not certain how the quote I gave him will live on in his life.
In my writing, silent reading was the only thing that moved my imaginary world. My mother was dyslexic. I took books away from my mother because I didn’t want to do my school homework on ‘my mother’s reading’. The lies started there and my mother said she was a good reader. I found myself reading alone.
In my writing, silent reading was the only thing that moved my imaginary world. My mother was dyslexic. I took books away from my mother because I didn’t want to do my school homework on ‘my mother’s reading’. The lies started there and my mother said she was a good reader. I found myself reading alone. A Canadian exchange student taught me English. I loved the sense of language, but I never loved the sound of Japanese. Finally I came to love it through his tone voice. That is why I have been waiting for my favorite work to become a sound, to become an embodiment, and that is what I have been waiting for.
Even if you don’t understand me today; The hearts of those who live on land are as deep as the sea.
A long time ago, I was learning from a Clergyman who I wanted to become an evangelist. He was certainly not a man with a particularly distinctive set of traits. if he was there, he would say , “I’ m alone again”
Yet I knew that he would say, in such a situation. ‘Now you are not alone.’
A very simple word, that little thing that people are waiting for. To be able to notice that.
It has hidden potential and Praying that you will blossom on land.
Let anyone with ears “Listen”
God bless him too.
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A long time ago, I was learning from a Clergyman who I wanted to become an evangelist. He was certainly not a man with a particularly distinctive set of traits. if he was there, he would say , “I’ m alone again”
Yet I knew that he would say, in such a situation. ‘Now you are not alone.’
A very simple word, that little thing that people are waiting for. To be able to notice that.
Matthew 13 was treated in my own iconograph. We don’t know how the seed, the Word of God, will grow. The teaching is that we cannot choose the land where we sow the seed, but people like me, who are not missionaries, focus on what I preached on the boat. The sea was originally considered both a Greek myth and ‘barren’. A critique of his talk about land on top of that.
My reader is a Buddhist, but this month he said he would read the Bible to me. I decided to let him read it, despite the many objections around him. What does it mean for the Word to grow? From a barren sea of human thought to a fruitful land. I do not encourage conversion, and the content touches on the difference between an evangelist and a missionary. However, because of privacy, he is a Buddhist and the details of the clergyman are not mentioned, which makes it easy to mix up the stories this time, but they are connected and can be read.
“Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?
Tell me, if you understand/ while the morning stars sang together
and all the angels[a] shouted for joy?
Job 38:4～７
Introduction.
2011 film The film begins with a quote from the Book of Job, which refers to God-given suffering. The protagonist, Jack, has grown up and had a successful life, but on the anniversary of his brother’s death in the war, he looks back to his own childhood, 1950. A strict father, a kind mother, whether to live a worldly life or leave it to God’s grace.
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“When did you first touch my heart? “
I find myself saying the word world. When were we conscious of our ego and when were we conscious of God? The language of the book of the Bible attempts to take root in the nobility on a daily basis. For example, even Christians can choose their words biblically, conscious of the words of love, of the joy of birth and of the day on which they touched the world, or they can speak in modern terms, even without realizing it. Nevertheless, What has become the foundation of our sensitivity becomes Christian although we are not consciously aware of it. It is easy to match the words and values of the Bible over a long period of time, as they are latent in our daily lives. If you study the history of philosophy, including Western literature, you will know that Augustine put his object together in a philosophical way to God.（ In Japan, the pursuit of bliss and spiritual freedom, which are also guaranteed in Japan, was at the origin of Christian values） We also have Christian values in our hands in this manner, without being aware of them. But we rarely get a chance to make contact with God’s Word. The film dynamically shows the world and the open air against the background of the evolution of times of a distant American family. Nature is celebrated, as in the Old Testament, but the tiny family world is irreplaceable.
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In 1950, during the childhood years of the protagonist Jack O’Brien, the family reflected the conservative thinking of the Cold War period. But they were not dictated to by anyone.
but, as we grow up, Jack’s America is a place of skyscrapers, modern architectural homes, to which we feel a feeling of familiarity. This is because it closely resembles the cities we are witnessing. The family image was also, as the film begins, originally chosen by two persons who loved one another and created a family. And yet, if you show a strict father, a kind mother in neat clothes and a neighborhood woman of color, they settle into the structuralism of the ‘1950s’ era. The times are created by man, and if his work is freedom or stagnation, Considering this question, Or in philosophy, is it ‘structuralism’, the idea that what we think is unconsciously selected by our social systems? it is not surprising why the opening quotation was from the Old Testament book by Job. (Jack O’Brien for short: JOB)
Christianity is also often misunderstood, especially today, but the organization of Christianity does not directly determine one’s life. (Principle) Being a serious man, God gave Job all sorts of hardships. The story is about God answering Job’s questions. The meaning of this quotation from Job, about what controls the mind and makes it free, is to make us aware of the outer limits of those human creations. The exuberant natural beauty always present in the Old Testament stands for the very Father of Jesus in the New Testament: Jesus is also studying the Old Testament. When the mother in the film pointing to the sky and saying “That’s where God live”, it is the beginning of making the child aware of God, but is it the beginning of allegiance or a compass? To whom have we pledged our allegiance? What about our compass?
Some days the abode of God in the sky, where his mother taught him, is beautiful, and some days it is out of sight. God can give and God can take, and the remembrance that is with Job is no longer the time he had with his brother who was alive. It is a remembrance after the death of his brother. Why was the father so strict with his eldest son, the protagonist, it begins with the story of his father’s desire to become a musician. As a devout Christian, he never became a musician, preferring to work in a factory. His father was not proud of him and was rather stern with his eldest son, Jack, not wanting him to resemble him: Jack did what his dad said and was mature. While his father is away on business trip, he finds a brief rest with his sweet mother and a sense of freedom, But the neglect of his father’s absence brings Jack to turn slowly to delinquency. When his father returned from a business trip, Jack was rebellious.
Over time, the children grew up, only to receive news of their brother’s death in the war.
Research into the Vietnam War draft suggests that until 1975, conscription was by lottery. The eldest son, in contrast to his younger brother who passed away as a result of the lottery, became a winning adult, following in his father’s footsteps. With the details of how it happened, the film comes to the sea imagined by a spirit world that seems to be self-healing.
Is the father, who gives and takes away, like the God of the Old Testament？ and the kind mother like the Virgin Mary？ and yet where is Jesus, the savior Jesus is absent in this film.
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Christianity is also often misunderstood, especially today, but the organization of Christianity does not directly determine one’s life. (Principle) Being a serious man, God gave Job all sorts of hardships. The story is about God answering Job’s questions. The meaning of this quotation from Job, about what controls the mind and makes it free, is to make us aware of the outer limits of those human creations. The exuberant natural beauty always present in the Old Testament stands for the very Father of Jesus in the New Testament: Jesus is also studying the Old Testament. When the mother in the film pointing to the sky and saying “That’s where God live”, it is the beginning of making the child aware of God, but is it the beginning of allegiance or a compass? To whom have we pledged our allegiance? What about our compass?
Some days the abode of God in the sky, where his mother taught him, is beautiful, and some days it is out of sight. God can give and God can take, and the remembrance that is with Job is no longer the time he had with his brother who was alive. It is a remembrance after the death of his brother. Why was the father so strict with his eldest son, the protagonist, it begins with the story of his father’s desire to become a musician. As a devout Christian, he never became a musician, preferring to work in a factory. His father was not proud of him and was rather stern with his eldest son, Jack, not wanting him to resemble him: Jack did what his dad said and was mature. While his father is away on business trip, he finds a brief rest with his sweet mother and a sense of freedom, But the neglect of his father’s absence brings Jack to turn slowly to delinquency. When his father returned from a business trip, Jack was rebellious.
Over time, the children grew up, only to receive news of their brother’s death in the war.
Research into the Vietnam War draft suggests that until 1975, conscription was by lottery. The eldest son, in contrast to his younger brother who passed away as a result of the lottery, became a winning adult, following in his father’s footsteps. With the details of how it happened, the film comes to the sea imagined by a spirit world that seems to be self-healing.
Is the father, who gives and takes away, like the God of the Old Testament？ and the kind mother like the Virgin Mary？ and yet where is Jesus, the savior Jesus is absent in this film.
My interpretation as a Christian is that the film portrayed Jesus’ absence. A celebrated absence from Jesus is the three days before his resurrection after the crucifixion, but there is also a story in the Gospel of Mark, for example, of a master who goes on a journey. The film repeatedly turned our attention from the inside to the outside, and the trick was to turn our awareness towards the ‘absence’. Early in the story, Peter Rabbit’s father goes to Mr McGregor’s house, where he is later killed. Next is the father’s absence on a business trip.
Next is the father’s business trip. The final would be his brother’s conscription. The absence by crucifixion is extraordinary, but the absence of Mark’s Gospel fits into everyday life. In Mark 13:32-37, Jesus says that a person who leaves his house to go on a journey should assign the servants He assigned them tasks, gave them responsibilities and told the ‘gatekeepers’ to stay awake. To be able to open the door when the messiah returns.
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The film is based on the director’s own experience, his brother committed suicide (research 2022) I did not know this at the time of the film’s release in 2011, but when I looked it up recently, I heard the real story was his brother’s suicide, which seemed to make sense. The absence of Jesus (the Messiah) is a sign of this, and for the person concerned, it is an illusion that their faith has disappeared, but they have realized that this is not the case and that the sentiment is always Jesus who has gone on a journey. Nobody thinks that hope is on a trip when they are disappointed: Usually we see it as a loss of hope.
Having changed suicide to war death, the hatred of the father appears to be a transitory adolescent thing. By making these changes it seems like forgiveness to the director’s father.
There is one scene where the father admits and confesses that his educational policy was wrong, but the son, who grew up, forgives his father not to be wrong. Where did his brother’s soul go, did it go to heaven, “Why didn’t you (the Messiah) come?”, these are questions that cannot be answered easily. In the sense of creating something that cannot be settled, it celebrates the nature of the Old Testament, which is the Messiah travelling to the end of the world beyond our visibility. The reason why the Messiah’s presence was not clearly expressed is probably because the Messiah’s return is not certain.
Probably the reason he did not clearly express the presence of the Messiah is because we are not sure if he will return. Even if the noun faith becomes a verb, it cannot reveal its existence as a ‘noun’ to those who do not believe. Unless you find its existence in the other person’s mind, the messiah is in someone else’s thought. However, we are supposed to practice love as we should. That is kindness and forgiveness.
If you had to choose how to live, which one would you choose? Which life would you choose, to call the nature you witness worldly or to call it a blessing of God? Which would fulfil the heart of the real world you witness? Or which affliction would you accept? Suffering will always come no matter which you choose. When did the question definitively come to me?
At a Bible study group meeting, I was asked why I was baptized. One man replied that it was because of the miracles of Jesus. I had nothing to say. I can remember, in the middle of one of my seminars, I saw myself opening the revolving door and walking out. Looking up, all I see are skyscrapers and I lose my sense of direction. There was a scene in the movie where my dad lost his job: My father was also laid off from his company. This major restructuring of a large company was treated in a good way, as a rebirth of the company. My mother ran away from home and I had to rush to work, abandoning my dreams at the time. What did I need to know to be able to accept them, how many times the share price had increased with the sacking of my fathers? If it was by God that I was deprived, I thought I could have it again. If it wasn’t God, I would just be deprived. But what I knew was that now God was absent. For me, too, the Messiah was absent. After a long time, however, this event has ceased to be of any importance. The major foreign companies that tormented employees of the father’s generation back then pulled out of Japan last year. My mother has also come home. Yet, for me, Jesus is always absent. Tree of Life was not a highly regarded film, even for Catholic priests. And that’s just as well, because they can’t say anything other than ‘be present’ to them. For example, “Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.” (Matthew 7:7), the world may also need a presence that gives hope.
I have a lovely cat in my house. He understands whether a kind word or a harsh word is spoken. My mother did not believe in God. I held this child in my arms and taught him about God’s house. I never heard my mother talk about God, but I still loved her voice. I wonder if what a mother being tells her child is about God or the beautiful sky. Even in the moments of time that pass by, I have found that I too receive love and then give it again. It was not an elaborate declaration of faith that was important. It was the words I love you.――It came from the Kingdom of Heaven.
Summary.
Tree of Life, a film released in 2011.
Despite being described as a Christian film, I had never seen this film rated by the Ministry.
By quoting the Book of Job, we are deprived of many things: the death of a classmate, the loss of his father’s job, the death of his brother, but there was no scene worthy of praise from God at the end of the Book of Job. It was thought to be a self-sacrificing, paisicidal film, with love as pain, a Christian peculiarity, but when I watched it again for some reason, I recognize there was no figure similar to Jesus, followed by a father, a mother like Mary, who is a symbol of God. The master of Mark’s Gospel goes on a journey, however, to the place where the master of the Gospel is not. The master of Mark’s Gospel goes on a journey, But while waiting for a person to be the ‘keeper’, so ‘the absence of Jesus’ was noticed.
In the real story, his brother committed suicide. ‘The absence of Jesus’ has been with me for a long time. But recently, hope has been travelling about absence, about whether to live in the secular or in God’s grace.
If nature or God’s grace, then the visual beauty of that nature may be the journey of Jesus, or so it seemed to me. In the real story, his brother committed suicide. ‘The absence of Jesus’ has been with me for a long time. But recently, hope has been travelling about the absence. Whether to live in the world(Nature) or in God’s grace.
If nature – God’s grace, then the visual beauty of that nature may be the journey of Jesus, or so it seemed to me. So, “stay awake.”
She knew what was required of her. Not simply a letter, but a new draft, an atonement, and she was ready to begin.
McEwan, Ian. Atonement (p.332)
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Mallarmé says the psyche is like a melody, hard to reassemble. I have often misinterpreted that as ‘it can be rebuilt’, which is exactly the opposite of what he said. For an unknown reason.
In the film Synecdoche, New York, a man who once won a big award for a stage play tried to create another New York to pour his life into his next film. When the tragedy strikes, he adds a note to the script: As a result, the theatre has not been open to the public for more than 17 years and the world continues to swell. In it, a priest actor says: “You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make. You can destroy your life every time you choose, Bat, maybe you won’t for 20years, and you may never ever trace it to its source” Writers are responsible for themselves, but in contradiction, they can’t make their work in their own shell. The man who played his part jumped to his death and apologized to his dying daughter; he was not forgiven by her. She said his daughter would never forgive him and died. If she had lived a few minutes, would her answer have been different? He tried to write a fictional world in which he could perhaps be forgiven by her. The stage seemed to be a never-ending redemption for him. Redemption is God’s work, atonement is human work, atonement is an attempt to make up for a deficit or loss, and redemption is facing one’s sins, but when the writer confronts sin, he or she sometimes retreats into a shell of redemption. Redemption is God’s work, atonement is human work, atonement is an attempt to make up for a deficit or loss, and redemption is facing one’s sins, but when the writer confronts sin, he／she sometimes retreats into a shell of redemption. Then, while thinking and asking ‘what is Atonement’, he tries to make use of the deficient parts in his stories. For a writer to represent ‘Atonement’ seems like a challenge.
Ian McEwan’s Atonement is a striking example. The main character, Bryony, told an unpardonable lie at a very young age. Although the girl was already of age to understand what was happening, she was still very young. Bryony’s lie tears his sister and lover apart and he’s in jail for a crime he didn’t commit. Eventually, war breaks out and they die, so they never get reunited. Bryony works as a nurse and begins to write single-handedly and starts writing Atonement. Why was it ‘Atonement’ and not ‘Redemption’, because in her novel she wrote her sister and her boyfriend to be reunited. However, why is such a masterpiece so well known, when the public and readers still feel it is unexplainable? Because this leaves the author with the fact that the ‘Redemption’, which is at the heart of the performing of the atonement, never ends.
I was also unable to write for the last time when I published in 2016. The recuperation period was so long that I didn’t feel alive and I found myself dreading the time that had passed in 2022. During that time, I do not deny that I was like the main protagonist of Synecdoche, New York”. Seasons turned when I misread Mallarmé’s poems over and over again. Once published in 2019, ‘Precious and faithful disease.’ was originally a full-length story, which was cut out in the introduction as a short story as my health deteriorated. Later it was supposed to be continued and prefigured, but it became still harder to write. The idea was conceived around 2012, and the suicide of a cleric, a sacred being, is found in the Tale of the Heike, or even further back in the Kojiki. I chose it as a subject that only the Japanese could write about, but I knew that even if the subject matter was misleading, it would need to be retrievable. I could not think properly, the days passed as though I had brain fog. Aside from not knowing how long it would take to heal, I never saw the manuscript finished finally. and As I was avoiding it, I began a recovery period as I worked on other writing projects. This story began in the early stages like this. ‘My sister committed suicide. Father, it is your fault’, however, in the rest of the story, which was not published, it was a phantom vision that the priest had seen.
Selimi was in fact alive and converted. And as a writer, she had been successful in Christian evangelism and was gradually gaining credibility. Over time, one of the readers told the writer’s story at a baptismal ceremony. When a priest heard about it, he had alienated her, and killed himself because he thought his secret had been revealed. However, the novel she had actually written described only the kindness and good stories of the priest, and the subject matter was completely different and the story of her conversion. If I could have published it till the end, I would have approached the title “Faithful Disease” at the end of the book. But I was skeptical about the possibility of a modern novelist working on someone’s religious beliefs, so-called evangelization, and since I had never achieved it, I felt it was too imaginary to publish.
Over the past few years, two miracles have occurred, The first is Spring Snow. I took it from Yukio Mishima, although it is an unpublished part. At the time of writing, however, it was not possible to see snow falling when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. It seems that snow had always fallen during the cherry blossom season from time to time, but it was not until 2020 that spring snow was featured significantly. In fact, it was not until 2022 that I was actually able to see it. So this piece will be presented as the next one, although there will be significant changes.
Secondly, I thought was that it would be good if it was in the hands of new baptismal candidates so that the rosary could return to the church a step ahead of them. Passion will always come for Christians. For example, like me, you may suffer among the faithful or by the clergy.
In my own self-discipline, I met a young man at the end of a fall due to human friction, myself included. We were the same vulnerable people. The young man told me. ‘I was always willing to go to church if you would take me. ‘You never complimented me on the church, and you never took me. Nonetheless, I love the stories of the Bible, not just your philosophy, and I ended up wanting to be baptized’ Thus the appearance of a new baptismal candidate through me will save not only me but also the sinful clergyman who fell under the category at the time.
Thus the appearance of a new baptismal candidate through me will save not only me but also the sinful clergyman who fell under the category at the time. It was worth hanging on to Corinthians 1 in chapter 13, that love (agape) is circular, after all. If they had not pushed me away, I would never have met the young man. Without that moment of despair I would not have been aware of my presence to the vulnerable. Something about the essence of humanity is visible even in the darkness, and that is what is being questioned. I don’t mind if you don’t apologize to me in the future, but I can only pray that one day those who were sinful at the time will be able to thank God for this new wind and circulation. At least we should be thankful for him who says he enjoys church. That was me once, who was genuine in wanting to learn. We must not allow such a young man to be crushed. So I shall write it down here. As a reminder that your existence continues in someone else’s memory, in their records, even if it is hidden in this way. To borrow from philosophy of Bergson, the past is driven by feelings. I certainly could have criticized Christianity and interfered with the aspirants for baptism.
I did not do that. That was because I was trying to understand Jesus, who said he could stand up to a lame man, not an organization. Without using any special force, Jesus told the lame man that he could ‘stand’.
What I thought my redemption was about was evangelizing through stories, rather than stopping people in their tracks with bad publicity to get back at the other party. The biblical words that grew out of me, a being circulated in love, sinful clergy must welcome the congregation somewhere. There is no other ‘redemption’ for clergy. Even if you go to confession, your redemption is forever dark. There is no time to go back. Redemption is to be someone’s hope. Next time, it will be God’s command to save people, not to save themselves, but to save others, even if they have to vomit blood. I also feel sorry, however, that the clergy have a destiny that will affect them for the rest of their lives, more so than ordinary people. For me, I do not have that predestination. I pray for the day when I will be liberated in consideration of them.
My sins are, for example, that when I was rushed to hospital,
A friend of mine who came to pick me up began to tell me that he was afraid of the Grim Reaper and Reapers possess people. I knew nothing about it, I laughed and said that the Grim Reaper didn’t exist, but I was the one who made them think so. For me, the priests have already become unimportant. But redemption continues for those who have been wounded because of me.
This rosary has been with me for more than ten years. During that time, there have been deaths of friends and various farewells. Once I tried to dispose of the Catholic connection, but I kept the rosary. What I could not throw away at that time, and could not in theory, is that it lived on here. I gave it to a young man to remember to pray at all times. I have recently learned to run a little. My voice has also come back beautifully from the period when I could not speak. So my prayers have also become beautiful.
It was certainly not the misfortune of any one person’s fault. But … Anyway, You should pray.
Some people say the Bible is a piece of literature, but I believe the words of the unknown man who said, “The Bible is not literature. When I was a young aspiring writer, I started by accepting that I didn’t exist, like an “unnamed worm”. Fiction is also a way to leave behind what you want to say, but you can’t leave it behind if you write it the way it is. This is why it was necessary to think calmly and reject ideas by revising. Embracing that cruelty, with the Bible at the top, my ego is humbled. Because everything is written in the legacy of the past, with the Bible above：There is no virgin in the imagination, and that was the beginning of my life as a writer. It was about “writing a cruelty story”, especially about “Mob Justice”. The quotation from Romans, “The wages of sin is death”, continued to move across the manuscript as it has been rewritten many times：Sometimes it was the introduction, sometimes characters who never came into the world spoke about this quotation. Actually, the words of the Bible continue. “but the gift of God is eternal life in[a] Christ Jesus our Lord.“and it will be explained that Jesus offers forgiveness to those who cannot break the flow of sin, and that the dead cannot sin.
And Then There Were None and Bergson’s philosophy
I also preferred Agatha Christie’s “And Then There Were None” during my recuperation from 2018 onwards. There are no detectives in this story. From the perspective of the third person, each corpse appears to speak, and the truth is summed up in the letter of Aposiopesis. There are ten people gathered here who have committed crimes that cannot be judged by the law. One of the murdered victims, Emily Brent, was a fanatic who had driven her pregnant servant to suicide. Ten individuals gathered here have committed crimes that cannot be tried by law. One of the victims, Emily Brent, was a fanatic who forced her pregnant maid into suicide.
Maybe she thought she would be killed afterwards, but she tried to stabilize her mind with Psalm 91, which promises God’s salvation；” You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day, nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday. But his prayers failed and he was bitten dead by a bee.
The tragedy of this isolated island is orchestrated by a plot to kill Justice Wargrave. In the relentless passage of time, it is Bergsonian that the time of consciousness and the time of the world do not always coincide, but Emily’s decisions in the inner world of faith distort the outer world. He focused on the sins of the unpunished. Pure and inner awareness does not necessarily mean pure and enduring Christian love, light and goodness: Philosophical purity refers to universality and does not limit itself to ethics.
Killing by sanction is the unwritten law of that which emerges when philosophy and theology are trapped and concealed by ethics. Our sins are condemned by our faith and remitted by God. However, that is not always the case in the society in which we were born. The judge looked at this and came up with this plan. The best part of the story, the apparent killing puppet, was based on a poem from Mother Goose.This poem is also old and was originally written by the poet Mother Goose, and is translated as “Indian doll” or “soldier doll”. This poem is also originally symbolized black people, but was later changed to Indians.
Imitate murder is performed with dolls symbolizing the occupation and persecution. Matter is memory, the dualism of mind and matter is present this murder story. The time on the island is not owned by anyone, the protagonists themselves do not exist, and they are manipulated by a fictional being, U. N. Owen who have invited ten people. Formlessness controls the destiny of this island. Matter, space and memory, the relationship between them, passes unnoticed as a philosophy by most people. Nevertheless, like dolls, they are aware as soon as the material becomes suggestive, and they are in danger of being themselves. They find significance in the poems and dolls of Mother Goose, and live in the plans of the true criminals. Elusive sounds live fluidly as aural sensations, a gramophone playing a mysterious voice that exposes the wrongs of each person. We find ourselves even frightened of the interplay of matter and spirit, a philosophy that makes us dull and sleepy.
Judge Wargrave must have been pleased with the sight. Like table manners, as if it were a rule that passes for manners, he enjoys playing the killing dinnder.【killing game】 With the sound of a gunshot, the killer Wargrave, made it look like he was dead. Rising from it, his Ghost Play accelerates further. Wargrave’s self-absorption is evident in the way he likens himself to the biblical Cain and Abel.
Cain committed the first murder in the Bible and lied about it, but God would not let Cain take his revenge. Therefore, the Judge is a clown with an aesthetic illusion of justice. Because God’s wish is that there should be no Mob Justice. However, Mob Justice and aesthetics are two sides of the same coin. The Thaumatropes, whose cage and bird are painted apart, looks like a bird in a cage.If you turn the picture, you can see the bird in the cage, as if they co-exist and are involved with one another. Literature was attracted to that. Other arts, including painting and music, do not deal with ” Mob Justice” Painting is confined to religious or “Public punishment” when it comes to judgement.
Words have various roles, from God’s word to poetry, proverbs, fiction and journalism. Painting and music are not taken seriously by everyone, while language is mastered by everyone, and everyone takes it seriously, sometimes speaking of love, sometimes speaking of lies. Words means simply disappear and disappear over time. For example, the phrase “I love you” also fades away, because words require perception, memory and experience. Love cannot live by words alone. Love is accompanied by feelings and actions. In addition, the word “love” is often associated with many human beings. Even before an incomprehensible love, we can recognize the direction. When love works, it knows that it is love by its deeds.：On the other hand, private killings and retributions do not allow us to easily understand feelings of cause and effect. The Indian poem of Mother Goose is a cruel poem, and the last Indian hangs himself. These ten people are enough to understand the meaning of the Indian poem. Their lives are threatened so that the pure continuity of consciousness and time ceases to be a theory, and they end up in the past ≒ memory without redemption.
Souls by Mob Justice
Like the ten invited guests, we do not see memory, time and space as separate objects.
According to Plato’s three ideas, (1) is the true, (2) beauty, (3) interest towards the good. Sternberg refers to this aesthetic interest in beauty. In the Bible we find such a composition in the Old Testament story of Hagar. Abraham’s wife Sarah could not have children, so she gave birth to a slave, Hagar. She gave the child the name Ishmael. Hagar’s situation is similar to that of Emily Brent, but in the end, Hagar is saved by God.
In the biblical world, “Thou shalt not kill” (Exodus 20.13) is based on faith, on the absolute God. In the biblical world, “Thou shalt not kill” (Exodus 20.13) is based on faith, on the absolute God. But does literature write about evil, breaking its promises with mischief? “Literature and Evil”, Georges Bataille made us believe that the best of literature is to search for evil in the veins of the world. Writers sometimes sort philosophically if it is necessary to write only imagination or experience.Then imagination is no longer enough, and they seek to make everyday life more than a dramatic statement. So this story is quiet. In And Then There Were None, the characters, with the exception of the murderer, can only see the surface of humanity. There is no investigator in the movie, and evil is not the key to unlocking good. If there is any confirmation of God’s existence, it is when the “fishing boat” accidentally picks up the confession that the judge put in a bottle and was never meant to be picked up. Christianity has a profound connection with fishermen. Peter was a fisherman, and Jesus told him that he would be a fisherman who would catch men. Within the framework of a mystery novel, however, this point of view would be like wash for gold. (Gold dust) But wouldn’t the real world be insipid without such a ‘point of view’ and ‘consciousness’? The paintings are useless when they burn, as the paintings of Carel Fabritius are displayed as survivors of an explosion. How does literature affect people? Literature is of the nature that what words and concepts represent and people’s feelings do not have a fixed Buddhist substance. Therefore “And Then There Were None” shows the cruelty of the writing world.
Painting can be explained in words, but it must exist as a picture. Literature can be placed beside the Bible, but it fails to achieve a visible space and form. In the past, when I painted, they congratulated me on my ability to draw and my sense of color. I was looking for myself in painting, with ideas and concepts. This is probably when my philosophical reflections became more impulsive. What cannot be put into words seeks no form, and then tries to rely on something to paint. It was a passion that emerged in my youth, but I wanted something more mature. I couldn’t stand the self-image that bounced back from my consciousness and my technique. It was a passion I had when I was young, but I wanted something more mature.
I couldn’t stand the picture of myself bouncing off my consciousness and technique.: Like Van Gogh with his sunflowers and his obsession with color, I could not do it, I only saw thoughts of love and existence.
In the 21st century, philosophy and psychology are moving away from the soul. That is because it requires an ethical, moral, or religious viewpoint to describe them. But literature is still allowed to write the soul. Nietzsche described vengeful feelings as Ressentiment. By morality, the weak demonize the strong. This inversion of values is weakened in Agatha Christie’s “And Then There Were None”. Murderers took pleasure in the guise of revenge by proxy. They were not killed with such vengeance or moral slavery. It all comes down to poems and puppets by ten Indians, killed and gone. The artist’s need for approval is said to be greater in the story, which explains this killer. His hidden desires and the realization of his pleasures took place on an isolated island. If he had wanted social honor, he would not have committed such a crime. He threw away his confession in a bottle, not knowing whether it would be picked up or not, which is another way of checking the soul. It is a “Mob Justice”. There is an impulse that can only be asserted in this way. In literature, “Mob Justice” is not an actual sanction. He throws his confession into a bottle, not knowing if we’ll pick it up or not. The only way to be sure of one’s soul is to leave it to chance at last. This is the end of the “Mob Justice”
I did not select to paint flowers, my quest was collected as a bird’s nest and tried to form and It was a beautiful feeling, both as phenomenology and as poetical feeling. The plants and trees collected by the habits and coincidences of the birds are also the Word of God, but some herbs do not bear the image of God. It is the root rot, the weak grass, the dying grass,
I would write such an “evil” in the next piece.
Literature and Mob Justice Overview
It took me six years to work on this theme. Writing about cruelty, like journalism, is not about separating oneself from others. Sometimes you have to reveal your own malice.
I dealt with Agatha Christie’s “And Then There Were None” and Bergson’s philosophy. An unfamiliar subject, matter and spirit, is criticized as abstract when read as philosophy, but in the face of a murderous game everyone understands its meaning.
Understood the meaning. Indian dolls represent their lives and die according to an unintelligible Mother Goose poem.
Philosophical consciousness is not a need to be confined to morality or ethics. It means that there is no necessity for religious goodness, and I have summarized these ideas in this introduction. I have tried to make my unpublished novel the main topic of this
Article. Mob Justice is the desire for recognition of the oppressed and erased soul. I do not consider myself a victim of being driven in this way. I will be back.
The doctor said to me, “Gradually it will become possible to see. The light moved without being able to decide where to stay, and tried to create space, but the shapes were dreaming too much in my heart, and I was afraid of waking up. Outside is a nightmare, or is it possible to wake up?
The emotional conflict inside of the shadows and the light seemed to overwhelm me.
Outline
I am left with the memory that I was blind. When I say, ” touching the world,” it’ s not a metaphor. It is a recurring memory of the day I was blind and could see for the first time. And yet, the emotion of “that day” when I could see has faded, and this memory is like a stranger.
I wonder if I’ve come back to life or am I a stranger.
On a summer’s day the painter contemplated death, and on a winter’s day the writer found the body of a musician. Fleeing footprints were burst shot by the photographer.
By the way, where you were “that day”?
From the Author.
As for my own experience, there was a six-year period when I couldn’t write since my last publication (2016). Then I structured the novel in seven chapters based on the seven days of Creation in Genesis.
Publication schedule: Winter 2022 – Spring 2023
Language: Japanese and English
English version may be requested from a translator.
I adapted this photograph to show the protagonist, who experienced a past of blindness, repeating his/her memories. “The emotional conflict inside of the shadows and the light seemed to overwhelm me“
She had a pregnant pause that only literature could confess.
Georges Bataille, Literature and Evil
At the beginning of every Catholic Mass there is always a time of reflection about “evil”. How many of us have a clear vision of our own minds in those few minutes? The human mind is multi-layered and multifaceted. It is not easy. The Catholic Church is not a building. The agape of Jesus is the heart, and the believer is the “body”. That is why, before the Mass, the body needs to ask its heart. Its heart is yes. In self-knowledge and cognition, it “thinks” what is not thought through difference and repetition. Like the ‘introspection’ which began psychology, it kneels religiously and returns to the primitive. In 2018, I changed the word attempted suicide to “accidental” If a person who has lost the option to live comes back to life, they don’t immediately have the conditions to live. This fact also leads to the proximity of the extort, so that the additional silence is imposed on me below the surface.
In 2019, my kitten Adam was born. His existence was a ramous light which came to me after a long time of loss only to live. He lives in innocence with his blue eyes full of light. Touching the mystery of life was a distance from death; Beginning to live in the present gave me a bud. I did not know when this Angel was planned to be born, nor did I know, as a matter of course, that this little soul was planned to be born in the past. I couldn’t wait for this happiness to come at the time. Like the sentence in Osamu Dazai’s work about “the schoolgirl“：Waiting, waiting, waiting for happiness, until at last, unable to hold back, he runs away from home.
“I can’t write any more“
I could not find the cause of the words that looked like Dazai or why such words were used, nor did I know how influential they were. Just as the Bible is a language of creation, so literature needs a creative, poetic language, not a plain one. I had lost “my language” and was too tired to write even a simple sentence. It was not enough to sleep for a night or two. Then, at the end of 2020, I met someone with a beautiful voice. He had such a beautiful voice that I wanted him to read me something to try. So, from a review of Osamu Dazai, which I had been working on before my accident in 2018, I suggested that he try reading Dazai. The famous line, “ Mine has been a life of much shame “, is where we begin.
There was no visual information in the recorded reading. But his voice, beyond my hearing and the small verbal information I had, would create synesthesia. His voice was not merely a fashionable voice, it had subtleties, it had impermanence in its depths while expressing a soft personality. The story of choosing the apostles of Jesus is well known, but it seems that he did not need a man who perfectly embodied the teachings of God. Then I thought of the concept of «Corps sans organes» by Deleuze and Guattari.
First and foremost, I just wanted his voice to become a part of me. My writing world had become a machine-reader world. Vocaloids resemble the human voice, but they don’t breathe. If a human puts out a cover, respiration comes in. In the same way, his voice makes the text come alive. René Descartes’ “I think, therefore I am” also begins to exist when we are conscious that our own heart beats, but that is not always the case with art.
In the real world, we do not check whether the hearts of the people we pass are beating or not. However, art has no meaning if it is not seen in that way. If we think of the way in which we perceive damage to a masterpiece, for example, we can understand the meaning of “heart”.
Because The world of painting is a mathematically based world of proportions. All abstract painting demands this. Relying on “senses” for this means that the increase in the number of sensory blocks is only a change in the degree of intensity.
It is obvious that what constitutes I need not be my organism, but I am constituted by others, and if that were the only explanation, it would be ” Otherism ” and ” Polysemy “. I exist because of him, it is not so. But it’s a misunderstanding. Le Corps san Organes is “univocity”. Going back to the history of the apostles of Jesus, they were various. God’s love means that if the sole purpose is conversion, it can be anyone at random. If the only purpose is to convert, it can be done by force. That is unity without the love of God. Jesus did not force his apostles’ hearts by violence or brainwashing. In proof of this Judas betrayed Jesus and Peter said he did not know Him. If Jesus had been brainwashed, such things would not have happened. And as anyone who understands modern religion can tell you, liking Paul does not separate you from Jesus.
Because they are a ” Univocité ” in love (agape).
Philosophy will go about confronting religion in the next few years, but if we trace the origins of the two, they will coexist with each other, and these two beings may also be “Corps sans
Organs”. The confining of each party to a particular role has meant a mutual decline. The perception of God’s love will always be distorted if it remains confined to the organs. The same is true of philosophy. Philosophers who have not read the Bible are, after all, subject to Deleuze’s “bêtise”. Various possibilities of combination must be sought for new junctions.
Deleuze and Guattari may also have embodied the «Corps san Organes». The two contrasts became a rhizome between linkage and separation, （a rhizome eternally identical） and succeeded in ” exist ” in a way that I can now hold in my hands. Philosophy is not a mere inorganic treatise. It gives pleasure to reason and intellect from generation to generation. It must be the same with the love of God.
The quotes I have chosen are all words of love and light. The destination of the world of writing is not to change people. It is about empowering people to think. Words empower people in all kinds of ways. Words and silence, gazing into the abyss in silence. His abyss and mine are not connected. But we will become one.
Recently, God blessed you, he told me.
“God bless you” is a phrase I hold very dear. I said it to a friend who died in absurdity, and God blessed him. I have chosen it so carefully that I have never neglected it. Now, I let him(boyfriend) read them because I sincerely wanted to give him my blessing. And even the days when I don’t want to think of anything, when I’m too tired to think of anything, even in the dark, because I haven’t planned for a long time, but I love you.
God bless you.
We are feeble but strong. We have the poorest talent. Just until the day we can be in the past tense. God bless you.
Chris Kyogetu 