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

 

Three-Leaf Clover

Three-Leaf Clover

Three-Leaf Clover

It is often questioned whether one is a ‘dog’ or ‘cat’ person—friendly banter, a quest to seek common ground among others.

In all sincerity and intimacy, when confronted by ‘black or white,’ ‘this or that,’ and perhaps the worst of all human expressions—‘dog or cat’—which will it be?

Love for each other, uniquely—lauding fine characteristics along with the shadows residing inside each unique personality, extirpates this nasty bug degrading humanity—protocol A or B.

The full spectrum of infinite vibrations gathers all creation—exquisite grace of the tutelary deities—beneath the Shadow of the Godso kage sama de.

Indeed, the Japanese have the concrete abstract notion—ban butsulife in all things—living, breathing, bathing in the bamboo forest—just like the Japanese.Clover in the bathHaving 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—that’s that.

More paranormal manifestations of dreamy vibrations, flowing into and through Mother Earth’s veins—populated by these mysterious sentinel beings, in the age of Shingo where the majestic sovereign Empress Grace reigns.

Is this an acute dream within an ephemeral scene?

The Big Girl’s innermost world of quarks and gluons manifests as atoms and molecules made from highly-advanced materials—mentation from one of her private movie scenes.Japanese fairy who is watched a large movie screen populated with images of one Siberian Husky and 5 catsBusily, she continues tinkering with her chosen medium, conjuring quirky quantum fantasies, superpositions collapsing into rock-solid reality.

What does it mean to love dogs so deeply that you’ve conjured up your own version of a high school girl’s dream—can anyone say—Siberian Husky ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

The star of the manga, Chobi the Husky, became a mentated reality within the esoteric nooks and crannies of her eccentric mind, where TBG and her neo-clan reside—deep inside the frequencies of this phantasmagorical Japanese ride.

TBG held a Husky frequency resonance within her subconscious, unwavering, her mystical potions leading to clearly defined notions—it is written in the stars, thus it shall be.The magic bring Clover the Siberia HuskyThe 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.

Welcome to the neo-clan, beloved Husky—her handle is Clover—prodigious sister of the ancestral Cat Society—companion to her best friend, Astral Sanya, the first son of The Little Girl, as this too was meant to be.

The ancestral home—a magical place nestled inside the pristine bamboo forest on the outskirts of Edo—with plenty of room to stretch and grow the soul, everything flowing into the burgeoning neo-societies of Civilization Three.千里の道も一歩からAs a reward for enduring the inevitable pain and suffering, which is the preexisting condition of earthly manifestation —the Muse granted the Incidental Occxie a moment of reprieve, with a visceral, all-the-more exquisite movie scene.

Once upon a time in the wind-swept mountains of a distant hinterland, the neo-clan’s tutelary deity loved a mongrel deeply who was also part Husky—known as Cygnus, or, as he used to coo while rubbing her chin—Cyggy.

Cyggy in picture frame

Indeed, a serendipitous manifestation of an ethereal dream—for he was granted a special wish, to once again embrace his beloved Cyggy in the physical world, her soul now imbued into the newest addition to the neo-clan—Clover, the Siberian Husky.

Clover in picture frame

Onoda Hirō Sama

Onoda Hirō Sama

Onoda Hirō Sama

What is the meaning of a true friend?

Originally, it encompassed trust, loyalty, and honour, among other noble innate traits of conscious, conscientious humans.

The meaning of friendship and its embedded Universal Truth was succinctly described by Onoda Hirō, an exemplary example of loyalty to one’s ancestors and as a citizen of Japan.

“If you have some thorns in your back, someone needs to pull them out for you. We need friends. The sense of belonging is born in the family and later includes friends, neighbors, community, and country. That is why the idea of a nation is really important.”Omnipresent social constructs, cultural protocols, and encoded DNA formulate diverse cultures and their distinctive emergent societies.

Japanese society evolved through the suppression of virtually all intellectual, emotional, and spiritual freedom to the extent that they were unable to develop a well-rounded sense of self or individualism.

Any deviation from the mandated protocol of Form, Order, and Process was met with swift punishment, often collectively.

A confrontation on the streets of Edo between an obnoxious drunk rogue and a noble samurai. The scene is set at night, with traditional Edo period arcMoreover, 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 exist in an unforgiving tate shakai, and generally, they do not describe those peripherally surrounding them as friends.

Take a group of high school students—they certainly could be regarded as friends; however, in Japan, these relationships embody a more culturally significant protocol—like the kohai-senpai relationships that often last a lifetime.甲子園大会 - Land Of The Rising SonThe Japanese even have a quirky little phrase, kusare-en—腐れ縁—accepting as a matter of nature’s course that all relationships are subjected to the weariness of ennui.

Just who exactly is Onoda Hirō, and why does he represent the inherent trait of a deeply rooted constitution that has been embedded inside a select cadre of extraordinarily resilient sentient beings?

a select cadre of extraordinarily resilient sentient beingsOnoda 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 Imperial Amerika upon the destitute civilians of Japan.

He survived for 29 years in the Philippine jungle living off the land, upholding ingrained filial piety duty to the roots of his Kainan, Wakayama samurai family and the Emperor of Japan.

Onoda Hirō Leaving the jungleEmbodying 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.

Onoda Hirō leaves an extraordinary legacy displaying valor and Japanese-style honour—truly a modern-day samurai—reflect upon this surreal story as the representation of deep constitution and the essence of being.

Valour and Honor of the Samurai CodeLiving 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 Incidental Occxie flew into the Rising Sun.

Perhaps his spirit still graces this mortal plane to this very day, an inspirational example of Japanese constitution—the continuation of divine solar winds to which Japan flows—for it is the way.

Some words of wisdom from Onoda Hirō to apply and live by anytime when you are in need of a friend: your Japanese neo clan has your back—because that’s what friends are for.

Shotoku Taishi and the Japanese constitution of 604 CE

People can not live by themselves. If you have any doubts about this, just imagine being truly alone. Can you find all your food, make a fire, sew your clothes, and take care of yourself when you get sick or injured? Can you make it?

If you have some thorns in your back, somebody needs to pull it out for you. We need buddies. The sense of belonging is born in the family and later includes friends, neighbors, community, and country. That is why the idea of a nation is really important.

Friends taking out the needles

History is written by the victors. Since the end of World War II, Japanese history education is based on the US war guilt program and leftwing propaganda. I don’t blame the US for this: they wanted a weak Japan and their mission is accomplished.

Men should never give up. I never do. I would hate losing.

Men should never compete with women. If they do, the guys will always lose. That is because women have a lot more endurance. My mother said that and she was so right.

A woman’s life is more important than a man’s. We are not equal as men cannot give birth.Sutematsu,_Alice,_Umeko,_ShigekoIf we had fewer men, it wouldn’t be a big deal. Same in nature: for 30 cows, one bull is plenty.

Parents should raise more independent children. In the 1980s, I was living in Brazil when I read about a shocking murder in Japan. A 19-year-old man killed his parents after failing the university entrance exam. I was stunned: why had he killed his parents instead of moving out? I guess he didn’t have enough confidence. I thought this was a sign that the Japanese were getting too weak. I decided to move back to Japan to establish a nature school to give children more power.

One must always have a public viewpoint in mind. Every minute of every day, for 30 years, I served my country. I have never even wondered if that was good or bad for me on an individual level.

No Surrender Onoda Hirō