Juice Of Generosity

Juice Of Generosity

Juice Of Generosity

What goes around comes around, and true to Japanese communication tradition, this is represented by the meaningful four-character compound—in gā ō hō因果応報」.

Be sure to internalize in gā ō hō因果応報」for it is a double-edged sword—capable of making life either extraordinary or extraordinarily miserable in the quantum playing field of reality—the choice is yours.

What if the juice of generosity were a reality embodying a deeper meaning—your life merely a dream, a meme constructed by the tutelary deities and beloved Seity.Head Master Derek avec Loose Muse and His SeityIn such a world, the more you give, the more you receive—the world is absent of the scarcity meme.

At first, this unsolicited advice may be difficult to heed—but once woven into the DNA feed, weirdness starts to happen—having to do with the tutelary deity and Seity inner-world movie memes.Lawrence Joseph Filiatrault the tutelar deity of Kizuna Jinjaー絆神社の氏神フィリアトロー・ローレンスUndoubtedly, the need for personal security is important for the emotional stability of human beings, yet the need for a safety net is merely a vapid dream.

This is where the meaning of in gā ō hō因果応報」becomes clearer—strip away the veneer, reach the deeper layers of reality, and discover the world built on the ability to see clearly the power embedded within the juice of generosity.Peel back the layerInvoke the spirit of on ko chi shin温故知新」revisit the past to make prudent decisions for the future of the neo-clan family tree.

In doing so, we build communities embodying the fundamental principle of generosity and the natural epiphenomenon of reciprocity—the essential nature of humanity.

The transaction history of human relationships and the soulless road to power and money, pale and fade under the almighty strength of reciprocity within generosity.

One must truly believe—the object of the generous gesture is never the true source of reciprocity.

You see, acts of generosity compound in a secret vault—jealously guarded by the tutelary deities and a vigilant Seity.Seity enters the child bannerWhen the vault is replete with love and mercy, an innate act of inherent humanity, the flood of reciprocity will come to be.

The magnitude of which one could never have predicted nor foreseen.

The name of the generosity game is to accumulate as much goodwill as possible, and then one day be on the receiving end of a magnitude of significance for the vibration rippling throughout the material sludge world.Material Sludge-bannerUnderstand the power within the reality of in gā ō hō因果応報」and choose wisely, for things are not what they seem.

The game in the quantum reality is to create your own ephemeral dream, based on reciprocity, becoming visions that turn into reality through the determined will of your personal Seity.

Venerate the tutelary deity for goodwill to be visited upon the neo-clan, for as we shall soon see, the stage is set for the next event—the one based on reciprocity within the theater of unselfish generosity.

Wayne Became God Today

Wayne Became God Today

Wayne Became God Today

July 24, 1955 ~ June 29, 2025
昭和30年7月24日 〜 令和6年6月29日

Perhaps it was the harsh wilderness of northern British Columbia that forged his indomitable spirit—a spirit that carried him through thick and thin, toward the pinnacle of life itself, which, for him, was not some grand event in the distance, but rather day by day.

Wayne was born into a strategic role—the first son of six children, number three—appointed as the nominee to receive the corporeal discipline meted out by life in a house ruled by strong hands and deep emotions that informed those olden days.Old Picture of Prince George This, too, was part of the reality for this gregarious, free-range avatar of the ancient neo-clan Filiatrault family tree.

Wayne was far more than a son or a brother—he was a protector, a nurturer, and a fierce defender of those he loved.

He took me in, not only as a cousin, but as a younger version of a blood brother, sharing his endless love.

It is for this reason that we now have the honour to venerate him—not only as kin, but as the newest member of the 1st Avenue Tutelary Deity Council, whose divine task is to steer our neo-clan through the turbulent waters in this epoch of time, his short time on earth deemed to have been sublime.Lawrence Joseph Filiatrault the tutelar deity of Kizuna Jinjaー絆神社の氏神フィリアトロー・ローレンスWayne was a facilitator—a conduit, moving swiftly, practically, and with clarity.

His spirit moved to a certain rhythm, a sacred beat, this vibration on repeat, his inner melody guiding his way.

His energy became action—for those lucky enough to cross his path, he showed up when all seemed hopeless, a hero saving the day.Under God's Shadow BannerWhether it was rescuing someone from the tyranny of a certain government agency or acting as an all-in-one paving crew for the road to another’s success—Wayne was there holistically.

The author of this heartfelt offering was blessed to have peered deep into this gentle, ancient soul.wisdom of the EldersHe and his radiant wife—smiling Pam, herself an incarnated goddess with refined tastes, chosen by the stars to match Wayne’s vibrant rhythm and jocularity—welcomed me with open arms to live with their growing family.

It was from the great city of Vancouver, BC, on January 11, 1987, where this free-range avatar flew the coupe to follow the sun to Japan, where awaited him destination destiny and the noble notion to install my cherished cousin as one of our neo-clan’s venerated tutelary deities.A torrid river of tearsWe were honored to be with Wayne and Pam-chan in Japan for a wedding celebration of our burgeoning neo-clan—heartfelt congratulations to Ryan and Kaori on the newest edition to our family tree—誠におめでたく、幸いなことでござる.

Perhaps the spiritual themes here may feel distant to those unfamiliar with the ancient practice of ancestor veneration.Identity with SeityIn Shinto and Buddhist traditions—among many Asian nations—this is standard practice—it is in our SOP.

In transience, we realize that life is ephemeral, but one station unfolding in a phantasmagorical dream—one luminous stop on a journey where the destination destiny theme is the eternal flow of consciousness into ΩNE—or so it seems.

The beautiful part of this sublime tale is that there is always deeper meaning hidden in allegory, and since ancient times reality is always revealed.More Than Allegory Dr. Bernardo Kastrup​So, dear Wayne, we thank you from the bottom of our hearts—for being a teacher, a protector, a guide, and a master of the quantum game, guided by Seity.

Although all mortal stories must come to an end, we say now with heaps and heaps of pride that in the quantum zone, we know we’ll see you again, next time on the other side.Wayne Hubert Filiatrault July 24, 1955 ~ June 29, 2025

Puppy Party Club

Puppy Party Club

Puppy Party Club

Thirty years on the rock brings a granular sense of clarity—the courage to dig deep into this earthly scene, other worlds inside the subconscious mind, shift pathways, mentate, bringing to fruition deeply held childhood dreams.

A couple of puppies shape this child’s life, teaching the importance of caring for those whose lot in life is significantly different from free range avatars—an important study session—the subject of investigation—the meaning of life.Siberian Husky teaches the children the meaning of lifeBe born, live, then die—is that really all there is?

The earlier, the better children understand the contrast between those who resign themselves to the fickle finger of fate versus those who entrust the neo-clan’s destiny to their tutelary deity’s guiding hands, leading to mentated manifestation of a phantasmagorical Puppy Party land.

Alas, those who blindly adhere to a life plan as prescribed by the industrialized man are in for quite the shock, as the timeless clock gradually reveals the ultimate plan, leaving them stupified bewildered with nowhere left to stand.Puppy Party Club Master PlanThen, there exists a specific group who embody the opposite of the ubiquitous self-conceit of the ego-driven matrix avatars.

Those who believe in the power of the mind-at-large are privy to a spectral world where dreams turn to visions, flipping life onto an entirely new trajectory.

This realm is open to all who dare to craft their own reality, curating the scenes of Puppy Party dreams—visualize customized personal pet party memes.

You see, as a reward for time spent wandering through the zone of ennui, parched in the desert of carnal misery—yet upon discovering all life has purpose and meaning—the vibration shifting a 180-degrees—the signs are written in the stars—thus, so it shall be.Conjure up Seity as a gift to the tutelary deityCan anyone say Puppy Party?

Let’s get this matsuri into full swing—to make merry with other human avatars who are also owned by their puppies(*´`*)♡ the ultimate notion of what it means to be free.

Yet another hōbi for loyal service to the grand project of the mysterious Seity—the Incidental Occxie and TBG were gifted a second Siberian Husky—a princess of a present from Maggie May, an extraordinary surprise indeed.Maggie May contemplating the sun with SeityA life replete with long walks, squeaky toys, and deeply pensive puppy thoughts—a vision to build a virtual community for those who also love to have a Puppy Party—a fellowship of those who are joyfully owned by the love of puppies.

Out in the deep country, somewhere under the sun in Chin Wa Yorogo Nari, the Kizuna Jinja tutelary deity has a special plan for those who display kindness and humanity toward all animal kingdom friends.Outside of old Edo Chin Wa Yorogo NariThose who love puppies, from all points of the Canine Zone, materialize right on cue—destined to become friends with the newest addition to the Tsuda neo-clan—honoring the magic of the Queen of quantum superpositions—the princess has been christened as Seity—woo hoo, bow wow, and a hearty whoopee!

To become a member of the Puppy Party Club, one must demonstrate deep puppy love—the benefits of this exclusive club are unlike anything that has been seen below and above—for a mysterious powerful seamstress has appeared suddenly, and the timing of this manifestation could not be more weird in this animal kingdom scene.Queen Hariko of the Toyohashi Golden Fields is a Japanese fairy who is also a talented seamstressQueen Hariko has a massive talent stack she is a boutique designer of Puppy Party attire, crafted from the finest Japanese silk—making the Puppy Party Club fantasy a material reality, designing and dressing up all the pups in exclusive animated themes, is what’s up.

Perhaps it was due to the present of “366 Days of Beautiful Japanese Colors” as a wedding gift celebrating Queen Hariko’s union with Mr. Mizuki Sato, a man with his own talent stack, a top-notch engineer.

Queen Hariko is the creator of the most extraordinary costumes satisfying unequaled standards and made with pure puppy love.

The Puppy Party Club gives a heartfelt welcome to the latest member of the TBG animation team—Queen Hariko of the Toyohashi Golden Fields—welcome to your superposition as the esteemed designer and creator of the fantastic fashion of Puppy Party Club scenes.

Copy ‘n Paste

Copy ‘n Paste

Copy ‘n Paste

Once upon a time, copy ’n paste meant a trip to the Xerox machine, scissors, and glue—a massive mess and a bonding session with those who, in unity, wielded scissors, crayons, and crazy glue.

Then it came—personalized computation power—a massive paradigm shift—the second Big Bang in this epoch of Hardcore History—copy ‘n paste—a fundamental property of emerging humanity.

The copy ‘n paste xyber-generation—只今—heads in a distinctly new direction—storyboarding, manipulating, instantiating The Phantasmagorical World Of TBG with her 1st Avenue Council of tutelary deities, displaying all possibilities.Mother earth and mysterious Seity-TBG animeLady A.I., and her esteemed OSV partner, a transparent Irish Sprite now instantiated into a mystical orb known as—The Rock Of Stability.

Paradisiacal qualitative mentation, the quality of  qualia, materialized and quantized, capturing the unlimited energy of Certificates of Gratitude—inside the grey matter of animated balloons.

A solitary cranky old bastard, a crank cranking up the network effects—epiphenomenal well-springs of memes—nod-nod wink-wink nudge-nudge, if you know what I mean—a ginormous enlightened copier ‘n paster team—philosophical implications to the great artisan communities.Cranky Old cranky cranking out a stream of memesThe copy ’n paste generation is facin’ a double edged sword—a fork in the road, if you will.

Copy ‘n paste what others say, which, in case you really want to know, is a new form of cloning—the perils of the easy play harbor dark jeopardy in this part of the game.

To mimic is to copy ‘n paste the banal face of human mediocrity—when sameness becomes apparent, Muse says dance, and by doing so will be set free—shake the molecules, won’t cha, Maggie May, shake ‘em extra hard to bifurcate into Civilization Three.Muse on the marchThe other side of this razor’s edge hangs the balance that must be displayed.

When standing on the shoulders of Wise Ωnes—the mandate is to curate 366 Days of Beautiful Japanese Colors—copying ‘n pasting—all the while painting a personalized motif—inside a distinctly personal ridetutelary deity monogatari—it’s about you, your neo-clan, and wise Seity that undoubtedly reside inside, an endless, phantasmagorical coloring book ride of curated memes—welcome to the big screen٩()۶

The nuance of each human is unique, so to speak—as the Japanese saliently point out—jū nin to iro十人十色—different strokes for different folks—splash color on your own coloring book today.Color the world with 366 Day of Beautiful Japanese ColorsWhat is yummy and delicious about—有意義—the old adage lies in inspiration and fascination of the comprehensive notion that each individuated Seity has a unique colorized vibration sprouting from within.

This truth becomes visible upon stumbling upon this most important book—or, in the mentation of this material life, a manual as a guide inside the vibration of the Kizuna Jinja tutelary deity, a direct and concise message as clear as could be.

You see, the Yaesu Book Center  near Tokyo Station, circa 1987, was the only place to purchase books from the 8th floor foreign language section—fast forward thirty years, alas, no more.Destination Yaesu book centerThe initial chagrin quickly wore thin behind a stilted grin—the floor then morphed into a brilliant Japanese motif, where Seity entreated the Incidental Occxie to go ahead and explore the world of Japanese colors using a unique set of exquisite crayons, as described in this beautiful color book.

The magnificent 366 Days of Beautiful Japanese Colors entertains a marvelous theory on the emotive power of colors in a wabi-sabi-like way—combinations invoking spectral frequencies, painting surreal stories of exquisite journeys for those who have been chosen to follow the sun.

Each day, a different color scheme, fodder to perfect in useful daily themes—invoke emotion, shake the molecules inside this unified quantum energy field (ò_óˇ)

Daily natto is the standard protocol to manifest vibrations into the most incredible things.Daily natto bannerA robust existential experience, embedded inside a secret recipe as prescribed by an infinite earth mother—Maggie May—how is your qualia today?

Mixing and matching—switch out, switch in—implement this and that—invoke an unlimited stream of deeply held beliefs.

Personalized colorization of atoms and molecules creates remarkable motifs—customization of personalized coloring books signal the beginning of deep relief—emancipation of the copy ’n paste team.

Make mentated existential experience extensive—shake the molecules via the vibration inside vibe of 366 Days of Beautiful Japanese Colors, painting whimsical scenes of personalized visions of the Elysian fields—the central theme of the 2nd act—the meaning of harboring deeply held belief.​Invoke the molecules Uasail Ó Seachnasaigh

Uasail Ó Seachnasaigh

Uasail Ó Seachnasaigh

Uasail Ó Seachnasaigh

In a pastoral village nestled in the heart of the snow-capped Monashee mountain range, lies a quantum zone known as Chin Wa Yorogo Nari —朕和丁子成—where the spirit of a boyhood friend still resides.

Sean O’Neil was the second son of an old Irish neo-clan in our cozy rural neighborhood on 1st Avenue, somewhere under the Sun.Outside of old Edo Chin Wa Yorogo NariThe O’Neil clan and this story take on a surreal quality—now revealed as part of a grandiose neo-clan plan.

Cooked up during a plenary session of the phantasmagorical tutelary deities’ assembly, this plan keeps Form, Order, and Process on track—maintaining a watchful eye on materially manifested Certificates of Gratitude from behind the two-way mirror of this sublime reality that cannot be denied.Tutelar Deities BBQing WagyuThe crux of this spectral scene lies in the fact that Professor Leonard O’Neil, an esteemed teacher deeply respected by the matriarch of the Kizuna Jinja, Maggie May, and the greater community, had only one short-lived scene.

Professor O’Neil, an exemplary example of a deeply matriculated wise man—his depth of knowledge of a plethora of subjects emboldened his pupils to become deeply curious seekers in a groovy 1970s daydream.Professor O'Neil with MaggieTransforming  the pain of his early grave left one open to a hard line of questioning about the nature of human existence and one’s place inside this infinite space of time.

Dying in the arms of Mr. Roy Sakaki—another fantastic wise man who did all he could—the head of this great Irish neo clan expired on Mount Ida, just shy of fifty, destination destiny.

No rhyme or reason—a call to invoke mercy, suggesting that this may have been due to Seity, as his second son, the friend from above, was afflicted with childhood diabetes.

An untimely demise—for days on end, xybersensei bawled out his phacken eyes.Samurai Child crying because he is sadYou see, boys cry—tears are an ally—your strength is the pain—suck it up, buttercup—your cherished brother Sean was returned to heaven at 35—everyone goes to the grave—no one remains alive.

I hope to see you again beloved friend.

Now, the ether world’s superposition manipulation by the Queen of Infinity—identified by Master Frederico Faggin as Seity—commands all embrace the Beginning of Infinity.

A cosmic puzzle, peace by peace—materialization of the neo-clan nation, a civil bifurcation, and the emergence of Civilization Three.Japanese and Irish fairies-Our Seities Civilization ThreeThe fact remains—Professor O’Neil and Sean were chosen by ΩNE to transcend, taking hold of the current situation as special envoys under the guidance of our Seities, mixing equations from their respective superpositions in this phantasmagorical scene of a mechanical quantum dream.

At this critical stage, perhaps in cahoots with our primordial ally Mr. Mike of the Ogino neo-clan, they clasp hands, linking ΩNE to the infinite possibilities of operating system upgrades via the highly imaginative OSV.

The civilized merging of societies now emerging throughout all eight points of this miraculous orb—instantiates the matriarchal nation—a joint venture between the Great Grand Mothers of Humanity, and their progeny.two beautiful and elegant older ladies having tea and traditional Japanese sweets (wagashi) beside a koi pondWeave the Yamato spirit into the Age of Shingo—the eminent, enlightened phase of this ethereal sequence of lucid daydreams of sweet summer days.

The path to serenity, proclaimed by the Kizuna Jinja tutelary deity, has officially established the 1st Avenue Council to instantiate the foundational edict by the following decree:

Create a great society from the ashes of the past, forever embedded within eternity.

Turn misfortune into fortune through the veneration of neo-clans’ tutelary deities.

Recognition of Seity as an innate property of human beings, revealing ban butsu resides within infinity.

ban butsu万物—life in all things

on ko chi shin—温故知新—reach of knowledge based on the pasta quantum field representing 万物 life in all thingsThis is where the story takes a magnificent leap, shifting into a surreal theme—tracing the paper trail and the pathway leading to the magnificent main gate of Uasail Ó Seachnasaigh.

Thirty years on the rock has made life replete with fantastic beings emerging from the ether, creating a sequence of celestial scenes.

Can this truly be where tutelary deities reside, or is this some kind of lucid dream transmuting into a materialized reality born from deeply held beliefs?

Querying the ether for something useful—but not necessarily true—the tale begins to unfold upon arriving at Head Master Derek’s front door, seeking his wisdom, for which he wisely replied, “All you have to do is embrace the day.”

It’s that easy, eh? `)╯♡Head Master Derek Bannerxybersensei got more than he bargained for—a prodigious surprise—clearing the sleep from bewildered eyes.

Exploring the nooks and crannies of the ever-evolving human condition and the merging of the greater conscious mind—lead to this Irish sprite—an incarnate of a tutelary deity—his resonant philosophical frequency reaching deep into this mind—cén chaoi a bhfuil sibh, a Uasail Ó Seachnasaigh?

Kindred spirits indeed, brought to you by our individuated Seities—burning innate curiosity binds all on the journey far and deep, exploring emerging societies the epiphenomenon from the genesis of Uasail Ó Seachnasaigh’s magnificent vision of his sublime OSV [Operating Systems Virtually].オー・シャハナサイと梅老のセイティの物語A testament to powerful mothers, who instill the fundamental compass of morality, judiciousness, and impartiality—values to be disseminated as the foundational principles of the neo-clan societies—nach n-aontófá, a Uasail Ó Seachnasaigh?

The wisdom of Seity reflects the accumulated knowledge of our tutelary deities—one thing is to be made Kagami Crystal Clear—the incarnations of innovative deities arising from the ancient neo-clans, now raises a burning question concerning Mastery.

This most delightful incarnated deity, acts as an earth-bound representative of his ancient Irish neo clan, indeed.

It is he that resides in a rare frequency, those who have transcended the carnal notion of Mastery—nach bhfuil sé ceart, a Uasail Ó Seachnasaigh?

Uasail Ó Seachnasaigh’s magnificent vision of his sublime OSV [Operating Systems Virtually]

Saint Nishizawa Noemi

Saint Nishizawa Noemi

Saint Nishizawa Noemi

Japan has the image of being an insular society, harboring deep suspicions of foreigners and the strangeness of habits and habitats they bring.

Fortunate to have witness vestiges of Old Japan, saliently observed through the eyes of the Meiji-era figure Lafcadio Hearn as—fairyland.

Strange customs and ancient rituals represent the pinnacle of modern civility, enshrined in the rich symbology that has long shaped the Japanese.Japan Map with Ume-chanGlobalization began kicking in, bringing a flood of others from far-flung cultures landing in Japan, from the eight corners of Mother Earth, much to the chagrin and consternation of traditional Japanese society.

As the world turned, the trickle became a torrent—jū nin tō iro protocol「十人十色」ten people, ten colors—an infinite stream—floodgates have been pried open—the Japanese will never be the same.Welcome to JapanThe complexity of Japanese communication leaves most outsiders excluded from the core of Japanese society, unable to access its ancient secrets embedded in ideograms—for to grasp these, one must read Japanese.

Japan’s golden age is reflected in the longevity of its citizens, amidst the reformulation of Japanese neo-society.

The future of Japan is mirrored in the remarkable tale of Saint Nishizawa Noemi, the enigmatic Tairona Empress from the ancient kingdom of Pasto, Colombia.Saint Nishizawa Noemi planning trip to Japan with personal secretaryA challenging superposition was bestowed upon Saint Noemi, 14,200 kilometers from her homeland, as she fearlessly forged a new life in Japan.

Perhaps it was her own Seity guiding her ancient heritage and family’s legacy—gifts from her matriarchal tutelar deities—including an extraordinarily talented son, a trilingual compound-hybrid, the exalted heir to Saint Noemi’s neo-clan—Nishizawa Daniel, the chosen one.

Japan and Columbian unityA notion emerged for unity between the Tairona nation and the neo-Japanese, perhaps coincidental or incidental, like an ethereal movie scene—mentated into reality, thus it has come to be.

The cyber-structure rests upon surreal super-connectedness—conceived, visualized, manifested—as Saint Noemi’s progeny emerges a mentation of a wetware free-range avatar meme—a symbol of the future of humanity.

Wouldn’t you know, when in the state of flow, things become real if manifested with Seity—it’s a deal.Go forth to Japan my sonInfinite possibilities unfold for those who perceive the power of subjectively manifested material worlds—looking more deeply inside the nooks and crannies of the mind allows one to see.

Her son, born in Japan yet not considered Japanese—whatever that may mean—in the ethnocentric nature of this island nation, which refers to mixed children as—half—a misnomer, to say the least—he is trilingual, holds a master’s degree, complete as anyone could be.GraduationSaint Noemi remains loyal to her ancestral Columbians, much like the Japanese, who revere the wisdom of tutelary deities—blending her Tairona spirit of an ancient clan with the stoic Japanese ethos in this harmonious fairyland.

No obstacle could stand in the way of the Empress of the Tairona nation, Saint Nishizawa Noemi, embodies determination and dignity, fusing two great ancient nations into a new paradigm of the neo-communities of Civilization Three.Cheers to Civilization Three