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.
Globalization 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.
The 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.
A 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.
A 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.
Infinite 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.
Saint 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.
Having already established a phantasmagorical society of five otherworldly beings in the form of cats—three boys, two girls, in this instance of a feline gathering—
Busily, she continues tinkering with her chosen medium, conjuring quirky quantum fantasies, superpositions collapsing into rock-solid reality.
The surprise came at the 10th anniversary—never once expecting to be blessed with a beautiful baby Siberian Husky—this puppy is so very lucky—the notion of sublime serendipity—look more deeply, see clearly what is real and what is fantasy—the destination is serenity.
As a reward for enduring the inevitable pain and suffering, which is the preexisting condition of earthly manifestation —the 
Omnipresent social constructs, cultural protocols, and encoded DNA formulate diverse cultures and their distinctive emergent societies.
Moreover, even now in modern Japan, it is prudent to observe each individual situation and behave appropriately, lest the hammer of Japanese society pound the pesky nail down.
The Japanese even have a quirky little phrase, kusare-en—
Onoda Hirō was the last Japanese soldier of World War II to surrender, which he did on March 9, 1974—a full 29 years after the nuclear holocaust perpetrated by 
Embodying values based on the ancient principles of the Japanese, Onoda Hirō was instilled with the strong values of loyalty and perseverance, facilitating the wherewithal for his 29-year, awe-inspiring camping trip in the deep, humid jungle of the Philippines.
Living until the ripe old age of 91, Onoda Hirō was reunited with his tutelary deities on January 16, 2014—a full 27 years after the 
If we had fewer men, it wouldn’t be a big deal. Same in nature: for 30 cows, one bull is plenty.
Tides always turn into the absurd, thus always be redefining this critical word, making sure to give the negative suffix a miss—as adding “mis” to any fortune leads to headaches, heartaches, and disaster.
Astral-Sanya entered the Age of Shingo
The frequency of 
Bifurcation of industrial education initiated by internalization of words of wisdom embedded in a humble 4-character Japanese compound:
Indeed, intuitive curiosity belongs to a right-brain dense anomaly, who also happens to be assigned to the dissociated reality field of the Japanese.
Discerning the atomic world via formulas and provisional abstract equations makes no sense whatsoever ʅ
The fabric of reality has now been laid threadbare by 
Seek out this incredible visionary right away without delay—enlightenment reside inside his consecrated mind, his wisdom is enchanting and of the practical kind—always listen when 
Yes, those were the 
The sole desire of brainwashed nincompoops is the comfort of mental enslavement—in 
After decades of waiting and anticipating the arrival of web-based no-code—miracle of miracles, the prodigious 
For ultimate 
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