Road Less Travelled

by cybersensei | July 15, 2023 | Blog, Inspiration

Road Less Travelled

When starting life’s journey, it is a rare case where a conscious decision is made to lead life in what many would consider to be the hard road.

Coming to Japan in 1987 was an easy choice, as at 23, staying in the security of a government J.O.B. would have only lead to a lifetime trapped inside this all-too-real acronym—Just Over Broke.

Just Over Broke - Land Ωf The Rising SΩN - cybersensei The novelty of an exotic Japan wore off after 8 months, where ΩNE experienced a bout of homesick just once, and where the hard road then came into full view.

Nothing like the stark realization of having become deaf and dumb, as well as illiterate, having moved to a country in which the communication system is vastly more complex than the familiarity of the English alphabet soup.

The Japanese reading quest at first seemed insurmountable, but as life marched on, the radicals (separate components making up complete characters), became uncannily familiar as a matter of casual observation.

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Nothing quite like the subconscious (Lady Muse) guiding the journey in some sort of mystical way to satori (enlightenment)—in this case, via the hard road, which must be peppered with fortitude and perseverance forging ΩNE into the material sludge world.

A Universal Truth to be internalized and called upon when the going gets tough, as it always will—it does not matter how slow you go, so long as you do not stop.

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Words to live by when the hard road looks like it may be ending at the beginning of a life precipice, and this is exactly where the hard road leads—ultimately to the optimal state of being—serenity, wisdom, and civility.

A perfect example of the hard road would be a three-day water-fast—resetting the biological batteries of life, mitochondria—where in a mere 72 hours, the human spirit runs a full gamut of emotion, as well as feeling throbbing pangs of hunger, burning in the belly, which is merely an extension of the human mind.

Acts such as these, challenge and improve ΩNE’s own life, sacrificing and persevering, which naturally sets up a definitive field of energy—inevitably leading to a more meaningful life experience—for no one has ever said at the end of the ephemeral life—wish I had spent more time at the company desk filling in someone else’s dream.

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By virtue of living in Japan, the hard road has also facilitated encounters with an eclectic cast of characters, and like most things in life, these encounters are ephemeral and mostly forgotten—except for a rare few.

As happenstance would have it, he who is only known as Tesla, came to the Land Of The Rising Son, and joined a business venture for a trio of years.

Quite the critter, after the project he then faded away—that is until—re-entered the atmosphere like a lightning bolt from the pristine clear blue sky.

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Always ΩNE who loves giving and getting gifts, there was an unscheduled delivery from a large-scale on-line book retailer, and this curious recipient then proceeded to unpackaged this mystery order.

Delightfully surprised, a serendipitous timely arrival of an important book which actually served as a critical lifeline, during time of uncertainty and doubt.

The Road Less Travelled is a timeless classic, explaining what the hard road entails and how to get from here to there.

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Life becomes more natural when boundaries are in place, and remaining in your spirit is the almighty notion of tough unconditional love.

Besides boundaries, this seminal example of how to navigate the nooks and crannies of life, unpacks mental illness, something that affects everyone’s life at one point, for certain here in the modern world.

Truly, due to the nature of the evolution of the Japanese, problems are swept away, and dark secrets are to be hidden away under lock and key.

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As Morgan Scott Peck pointed out at the beginning of this life-guide—the tendency to avoid problems and the emotional suffering inherent in them is the primary basis for all human mental illness.

Known as masters of discipline, perhaps the Japanese can relate to the primary four disciplines as described by a seminal Occxie psychiatry professor, speaking from the grave as he passed away in 2005.

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In the topsy-turvy modern world, clarity about how to live life, and the meaning of success is accompanied by a strict set of rules.

1: delay gratification

2: accept responsibility

3: dedication to truth

4: balance

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It is through experience and maturation where the capacity to see the world and our place in it, essentially allows us to realistically determine our innate responsibility for ourselves and the greater world.

Such changes do not come without revving up ONE’s mental capacity, and the understanding that clinging to an outmoded view of reality is the foundation for mental illness.

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This may pose a conundrum for the Japanese, as their culture and society are built up on hone and tatemae—the constructed reality to which everybody pays lip service—and this is a particularly sticky complication the Japanese face.

In the light of the massive looming mental health crisis in Japan—the following is critical to understand—mental health is an ongoing process of dedication to reality at all costs.

Really, who is up for never-ending stringent self-examination, if so, welcome to the meaning of life—the Beginning of Infinity—the hard road.

Bungaku Mama

by cybersensei | June 17, 2023 | Blog, Inspiration, Woman Power

Bungaku Mama

One can not help but to reflect deeply upon the extraordinary durability of an innocent girl—Yasuda Eiko, this author’s beloved Mother-in-law—entry into Earth’s atmosphere—September 18, 1939.

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A truly merciless beginning to say the least, during Ms. Yasuda’s toddlerhood, her city was incinerated by the American war machine, using a brand new instrument of subjugation and death; napalm—developed in a secret laboratory at Harvard University in 1942.

Over 40,000 tons of napalm incendiary devices were rained upon all major Japanese cities, and this particular instrument of death and destruction was specifically designed to destroy Japanese civilian houses in the failed attempt to annihilate the entire Japanese civilised foundation.

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The Pacific Crusades are reflected in the immortal words of the All American Death Merchant Curtis LeMay.

—“Killing Japanese never bothered me”—

—“If we’d lost the war, we’d all have been prosecuted as war criminals”—

These statement continue to reflect the true nature of the Western Industrial Military Complex—their maniacal philosophy of destruction and carnage of other ways of life and civilization continues unabated as the depraved warmongers stated objective—now officially declared—FreeDumb & Demagoguery.

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Ms. Yasuda was just 5 years-old when Mother Earth experienced the world’s first nuclear holocaust perpetrated by the GHQ upon Japanese civilians, thereby eventually subduing the frisky transitional Japanese nation in that particular epoch of Hardcore History.

Ms. Yasuda was so very fortunate to see her father once again upon his return from the Pacific Crusade—having dodged the proverbial bullet—the gentle soul of Yasuda Eiji—also a victim of circumstance of that day.

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Fortunately for the young Ms. Yasuda, the resilience of her family shone brightly, their family rebuilding to such a degree they were able to send their only daughter to matriculate at the Showa Women’s University, a rare event in light of the situation of that day.

Graduating in 1962—a year before the author of this article entered Earth’s atmosphere in ’63—she obtain a degree in Japanese literature—thus dignifying the apt moniker—Bungaku Mama.

Bungaku Mama YearBook - Land Ωf The Rising SΩN - cybersensei A highly literate woman full of warmth and knowledge, she received lectures from some of the literary luminaries of the time.

Receiving inspirational guidance from such towering Japanese literary figures such as Ishimori Nobuo, renowned for Kotan no Kuchibue, and the likes of Kusano Shinpei, a seminal poet who was also recognized for distinguished service to the culture of Japan.

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Not only is her comprehension of Japanese language extensive, she is also a highly skilled mahjong player—meeting weekly with her girlfriends who are also soul-mates—living a full vibrant life in the suburbs of Yokohama—83 years-young, spirited, and spry.

One has always been a huge fan of pithy drivel and banal platitudes—thus, the following age-old adage rings daily so ever true:

—when the student is ready the teacher appears—

This wayward boy is so highly honoured to have been chosen for this unprecedented opportunity to receive Enlightenment Events at the knee of the congenial, and oh so powerful Bungaku Mama—internalizing her nuggets of wisdom—while receiving personal lectures from some of the greatest Japanese literary figures—via Bungaku Mama tutelage—in a second generational kind of way.

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Enlightenment Event:
The following recording contains the firsthand account of Bungaku Mama’s father’s return from war, the food situation during the war, and her personal encounter with Crown Princess Michiko.

Bacon Sensei

by cybersensei | June 10, 2023 | Blog, Education, Inspiration, Woman Power

Bacon Sensei

Alice Mabel Bacon—entry into Earth’s atmosphere—February 26, 1858—American East-Coastian daughter of a Victoria era college professor—Alice Bacon was called to Material Sludge duty during Meiji Restoration.

At the end of Sakoku 1.0—Bakufu Matsu period—Japanese civilization was encouraged to initiate industrialization—the dominant spawn egged on from the Age of Reason—from where the irreproachable Alice Mabel Bacon came.

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Ms. Bacon is truly a remarkable figure in the spectrum of Enlightened Education—reflecting her altruistic pedagogical notion—enlightened Emerita Professor, in alliance with Tsuda Umeko having created a powerhouse civilized union.

Two foundational women responsible for wedding the Age of Reason to the sacred Japanese Way—two pure hearts beating as the ΩNE catalyst—stoking evolution of human edification—embodying the notion of kaizen—incrementally enhancing life in all—ban butsu.

If ever in doubt where to start a story, or anything for that matter, start from the Beginning Again.

In 1872 Mori Arinori, an influential figure on the Iwakura Mission, selected Alice‘s family as one of the earliest examples of an overseas homestay.

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In this particular instance, a twelve-year-old Japanese student of the Meiji Restoration, (Yamakawa Sutematsu) was united with her puritanical sisterly brethren, Alice Mabel Bacon representative of the burgeoning North American Union.

Keep in mind, this was the Genesis of Civilization 3.0—when the Meiji government sent five girls for an overseas excursion + edification as part of the Legendary Iwakura Mission.

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ΩNE can only surmise as to the wonders these girls felt for each other—marvelling at their distinctively bifurcated cultures—revealed via the love of edification and learning—illuminated over the fleeting notion of a single decade—in essence merely an ephemeral rhyme.

Undoubtedly, this exclusive insider knowledge into the mind of a Japanese Meiji era teenager prepared Alice Bacon for the coming superlative experiences—forging Alice Bacon’s legacy as the Occxie counterpart to Tsuda Umeko—visionaries of Feminine Erudition—revealed through pathways inside the spectrum of the exalted and sublime.

In 1888, Bacon Sensei manifested Grace in the form of an invitation to Japan, originating from her homestay bosom-buddy, Princess Oyama Sutematsu, with a CC to her Spirit-Sister Tsuda Umeko, and when ask to come, Alice stated unequivocally “Yes, I can.”

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Her initial excursion was as a language instructor at Gakushuin Women’s School, where for the first time she saw with her own two eyes—in what has been described by another Meiji luminary by the name of Patrick Hearn: Fairyland.

Did Bacon Sensei have one iota of an inkling, she and her spiritual sister Aunty Umeko would resolve into ΩNE unified prodigious Women Educator shining beams of light into the darkness of ignorance and mental poverty—extension of knowledge—edification into ban butsu—with humility, dignity, and boundless civilized reach.

Unequivocally, her inaugural experience of Japan was a profoundly formative ΩNE—observing the idiosyncratic nature of Japanese society—the manifestation of most curiously profound communal notions—in actuality, standard protocol of the Japanese.

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What did Japanese society look like in the year of Meiji 21—through the baby-blue eyes of this Occxie Puritanical Girl—the anointed ΩNE.

The Way of the Japanese seemed quite shocking at first, for dear Alice Bacon was raised as a nondenominational puritanical Christian.

For certain there were times when Alice undoubtably felt a little bewildered on the initial trip—for this exquisite fairyland is certainly reminiscent of a novel by Lewis Carrol—whose main character, as a matter of fact, and just like beloved Alice Bacon, also had a marvellous trip inside a metaphysical surreal wonderland.

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Truth be known—through understanding the consequence of Alice Bacon’s lifework—ΩNE has come to appreciate her having successfully transcended the withering notion of monotheism.

Through the serendipity of having been spiritually enriched much more deeply she thought possible, if not for her visceral experiences in this series of islands that is called Japan.

The fundamental innate notion of the Japanese embodies Infinite Truth—the notion of ban butsu—life in all.

The Japanese archipelago is favored with a plethora of hot springs due to the volatile volcanic nature of her geography.

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Since the beginning of time, communal bathing is standard operating procedure inside the community of Japan.

Imagine the East Coastian American girl, stripped of her wear naked and vulnerable—her spirit and soul laid bare, in the women’s bath—where she was to share Japanese style cleanliness, with her Japanese compatriots in the mysterious hinyari chilly night air.

Perhaps this is where the feminine Alice discovered and embraced her authentic corporeal tendency, while soaking up the uncanny Japanese notion—the genuine Meaning of Love.

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Several years later, in April 1900, Bacon Sensei was invited back to Japan to help establish the Joshi Eigaku Juku, the forerunner of Tsuda University, then, finally returning to her ancestral home of Connecticut in the spring of 1902—exiting Earth’s atmosphere—May 1, 1918.

Bacon Sensei’s divine mission-accomplished was the successful merging of her puritanical soul and the spirit of Aunty Umeko fruiting into modern Japan—the creator of Civilization Three.

Maggie May Way

by cybersensei | June 3, 2023 | Blog, Education, Inspiration, Woman Power

Maggie May Way

It is a rare mammal fortunate enough to have been assigned to such an extraordinary mother, whose name is Maggie May—time of entry into Earth’s atmosphere—August 24, 1940.

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Growing through childhood, ΩNE saw Maggie May as somewhat of a normal kind of Occidental mother.

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Raised by the dainty and sweet-meek Christina Primrose Addison, and her deeply self-matriculated spouse Alistair Kean Richardson in a large city, and then in a pristine area of Northern British Columbia.

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The summers were divine, like fine delicious Shuswap Wine, but the penalty for these snippets of paradise was extremely harsh winters.

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Undoubtably, several months in a row of Arctic-like temperature with the numbers far far below the Celsius freezing point, which in case ya’ll didn’t know, is set to ZERO.

Deep within her was an eloquent survival mechanism—forge in a small cottage, with a wooden stove, and an outhouse for relief—what’s for breakfast today Chrissy—oh, same old porridge, again and again.

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Maggie May had droves of trials and tribulations to scrutinize her fortitude and resolve, along with the subconscious desire to forge a new destiny for her Clan, thus Maggie May is among the greatest leaders of any Awesome Fam.

Always introspective and judicious in her motherly duties, she was so very comforting when a downtrodden elementary 3rd grade student came crying home from school.

A drooling government employee was having a bad hair and foul breath day, taking it out on a random victim in an abominable way.

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Hint٩(♡ε♡ )۶Mint

This is know as yatsu atari.

If ΩNE is looking to advance in any meaningful way, always best to avoided yatsu atari like the plague—for if not doing so—consider yourself like the plague, but worse—to be dealt with accordingly—smothered in warm-sticky-gooey—fuzzy-tree-hugging—deep-seated-judicious—notion of exacting unconditional Love.

Whether divine intervention or pure coincidence, the powerful Way of Maggie May came into full play—in this momentous instance, Maggie May also happened to be Chairperson of the local school-board for several years, including on that particular day.

At the end of the Mal Matriculation school year—this han-men-kyō-shi (poor-example-do-not-follow) was sent along into another dead-end hallway—good riddance to parasites was the marching order of that day.

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Was this due to Maggie May’s clout pulling strings behind the scenes when she was out and about—one thing to make absolutely clear—for all those who need to hear—this scenario is highly unlikely, as nepotistic usage of power is simply not the Maggie May Way.

Maggie May was always of the mind to talk things through—just between me and you—she always made sense on cue—verbally in a charming way—when her immature children went astray.

That was until the water-balloon play day ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ

water-balloons - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei At 10¢ a pop, there’s nothing quite like a two-story drop—launch pad being little sisters innocent double bed alongside the windowsill—harbinger of a ghastly inevitable mega flop, in other words—slooshy slop.

After observing Maggie May diligently cleaning and scrubbing the house, in anticipation of city relatives arriving that day—the rebellious mega water balloon acted like an out of control buffoon—deciding to bequeath its watery treasure to little sisters now soggy soaked mattress, that fateful, and meaningful day.

This one off occasion is where she decided to remind her fine son, via a hand carved maple wooden spoon, containing tart stings, to emphasize and internalize the folly of this clandestine mischievous behaviour of water-balloon fun.

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Each of the seven sharp reminders was iterated poignantly by the sting of the spoon—she made it crystal clear—valid reasons for ΩNE’s well deserved tears, and what exactly she thought, of the tragic tale of the wayward water-balloon, and its accomplice—a 10-year-old mini-buffoon.

1—please

2—do

3—not

4—do

5—that

6—ever

7—again

Then, ΩNE was sent away for a deeper ponder and wilderness wander, therefore, thank you kindly Maggie May—sometimes tough love facilitates edification, thus growth into a more rounded humanistic way.

What about Chip On Shoulder ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

The notion of Chip On Shoulder is something Maggie May rejects outright—urging all Other to quickly do the same.

Incessant churring of unpleasant murky past narration, remains the antithesis of the benevolent heart and rock solid constitution—the unshakable foundation of the Maggie May Way.

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The past cannot be changed, yet there is freedom to think about life in a different style, sharper angle, a different perspective—how about starting to love ONESELF—a unique Infinite journey—start now today.

For it was her beloved husband, and the situation from whence he came—he soothed his weary and restless soul using the common protocol of medicating emotional suffering with large amounts of alcohol.

In order to properly mitigate this niggling issue, and as the family glue, she took it upon herself to study alcoholism from a practical self-matriculated point of view.

Over the next 10 years, starting with correspondence and night classes at Okanagan college, she then graduated from a prestigious university, a phycologist with the authoritative power and fortitude to understand those who are suffering, and bring the past to heal.

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Not all mammals are honoured to have such an exemplary example—seeing ΩNE’s mother retreat upstairs after long days—more countless hours at her simple desk—deep inside the nooks of books—whisking her to Infinity Space—vision for the human race—the Muse dictating the pathways of faith.

Not to say the word proud out loud, as pride always comes before the fall from vainglory.

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However, in this miraculous instance, the truth must be told, this boy wandering in the Land Of The Rising Son, could not be more honoured to have originated from her sublime DNA—her divine notion of self-matriculation intrinsic motion— inculcated at the benevolent knee of sweet Maggie May.

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Bonus(*≧∀≦*)Balls

Talk to a stranger *\(^o^)/*

One of the most important lessons at the knee of Maggie May, was the Emotion Notion to engage with strangers, establishing channels while modulating the Universal Love Frequency—the ΩNE truth of humanity.

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Leo禅Zen

by cybersensei | May 20, 2023 | Blog, Inspiration

Leo禅Zen

Must have been somewhat rough—growing up as a hybrid-compound in rural Japan—entering Mother Earth’s atmosphere—May 20, 1993—same day the author of this article, turned into a baby father—in essence—rebirth of man.

Thirty-earthly-years, may seem like a vast ocean of tears—it is not—time is measured in the blinking of ΩNE’s eye—think you not?

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Early days inside the countryside of Way-Station No. 9—also known as Yamato-#9-Prime, anomalies such as these, floating around in the mist of Earth Unit—Japan!

Universal )^o^( Truth

For the most part, Japanese islanders entertain no notion of the significance of Other DNA—hybrid-compounding—into the Japanese Way.

It is here, there, and everywhere in rarified air, Leo禅Zen and his compatriots are still today referred to as half (ハフ).

Crystal (*´◒`*) Clarity

ΩNE has never hypothesized this terminology to be any sort of derogatory slur—whatsoever ( ✌︎‘ω’)✌︎

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Compound one half Japanese to one half of Another—equals wholeness—perhaps even Infinite ΩNE —binding two sublime halves—paradoxically creating Each Other.

Over organic evolution—Japanese linguistic protocol—unfamiliar foreign materials must be rendered into カタカナ(katakana)—in order for these peculiar concepts to become of any use to the Japanese at all ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

These were unique challenges and obstacles, in order for him to grow.

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For even though he was accepted in kindergarten as a valuable friend, it was at this early stage of age, where that fantasy came to an abrupt end.

Establishment of the Clan house, to put down deeper roots, was away from Leo禅Zen comfort zone, sideways from his original school.

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It is here where the dichotomy of cultures left ΩNE in septic shock, beginning of the slow decline, in the partnership with the other half of Leo禅Zen.

Originally the first 4-ji-jukugo, ΩNE become acquainted, was the noble notion—good (ryō)-wife (sai)-wise (ken)-mother (bo) (良妻賢母).

This particular mothering style was quickly recognized to have downshifted from wise to sometimes merely good.

Confusion often abounded, falling into isolated loneliness and rarely, yet sometimes, abject despair—living a life absent of good wife, and all the more distressing, less of a partner, companion, or even that of a friend.

ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ

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It was here at the beginning of the new school year, where the mindset of stubbornness and inflexibility was recognized to have truly begun.

What would be the point of changing schools—as each day ΩNE went the same way of Leo禅Zen‘s previous school?

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A simple drop off—chance to bond—showing him his father is always there for him—staunch Clan and unflinching friend.

Alas, this was not the case, for he had to endured the icy embrace, of serious bullying in his third year of elementary school.

This is nothing new—most of us must go through—revelation of the human condition to be unkind, and even more so—extremely cruel.

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For it was there, in commoners’ air—lurked the most bogus notion—random corporal punishment—to be meted out liberally—for the virtue of being—perceived as something that is different.

The secret card found in the country-house yard happened to be high-level karate skills ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

In all instances such as these, the Clan eradicates all parasites, leaches, and disease—fair and square—drawing a phacken crystal clear line in proverbial sand.

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After that atrocious year, Leo禅Zen returned to his roots—reuniting with his kindergarten tribe, and the school he loved and knew.

Over the next few years, there were far fewer tears, having mitigated the unpleasantness of a common human condition—that is—until next time.

Hurry home, was the entreat, for there is trouble in the wind—ΩNE’s immediately presence is necessary—here and now.

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Upon arrival to ΩNE‘s home chair—also was there—vice principal, an even worse excuse of a teacher, some random Japanese man with his son—as well as a very downcast and desponded Leo禅Zen.

The cigarette burns upon his arm, caused this foreign father distressing alarm—invoking the sharp visceral internal response—stoic samurai composure—reflecting Japanese societal protocols, and ancient structured class behaviour as expected to be drawn on from within.

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This sort of unpleasant physical harm, heals quickly in youth like a charm—yet emotional scars—may or may not last a lifetime—dependent upon ΩNE‘s fortitude and attitude—mercifully leaving Leo禅Zen with no permanent mental damage, nor psychological harm.

Looking back in perspective—life in the Land Of The Rising Son was relatively full of joy—sprinkled with harmony—imbedded innately with deep sense of humour—originating anciently from Leo禅Zen Clan.
Nice Genes - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei Quick witted cynicism, along with quips, puns, and verse-like limericks is a Universal Truth residing within this discombobulated family—Humour Is Glue, and as always…life goes on.

His love and respect for the culinary delights of the Japanese cuisine Way—started when he was encased in the ombu himo—on his fathers back, united at the counter of a really cool sashimi store.

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Here is where he first venture into the world of umi no sachi, in this case, the delights of the sea were his first taste fresh raw salmon eggs, so delighted that he asked me for okawari, again and again.

Imagine Leo禅Zen‘s surprise—waking up rubbing the sleep from his eyes, having just landed at a Magical Kingdom—smack dab in the middle—of a metropolis—somewhere, sometime in place known as Planet Japan.

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It was at the tender age of just 15, where Leo禅Zen optioned the major fork in his road bifurcating his life into his own scene.

Here as a fresh young man, with fortitude, deep-seated constitution, and balls of steel, is where he choose his own destiny, as a rarity and the Real Deal.

Fifteen years of childhood in Japan, next 15 in some other land—welcome to a harsher version of your first iteration of life in Japan—your roots now transcend cultural divides—having been forged by adversity—into ΩNE who is empathetic, true, and judicially kind.

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Here is a heartfelt shoutout, not only to the brilliant visionary artist—replete as Leo禅Zen—right here, a hearty cheer—to all compound hybrids—wherever on earth—shifting and binding our commonality—pioneering the next generation—furthering civilization, and what it means to be a human being. - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

It is here at the end, where ΩNE now sends—this loving memo to my fine son Leo禅Zen.

You were consummated, thus consecrated into your ancient Clan as together we embrace the sanctity of the commonality within human life.

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Do Or Don’t

by cybersensei | May 13, 2023 | Blog, Inspiration

Do Or Don’t

Decisions, decisions, decisions—daily routine—until Earthly Exit—material finality—ΩNE’s singularity of material incarnation—inside an ephemeral instance within the notion of time.

In a simpler manifestation of chemicals and meat, echos of Material Sludge Pioneer—Henry Ford, who observed the world from within early industrialization of material, which to him happened to look like a Model T—in much more stark, dreary, and dark conditional restrictions.

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Any customer can have a car painted any colour he wants—as long as it’s black.

Now that’s an easy decision to fake & bake *\(^o^)/*

Emancipation from peonage in slavery – Land Ωf The Rising SΩN – cybersensei

Inside the nascent Age of Reasonableness is exactly where—we now program and pronoun you a trans-human life—a piece of Nouveau Sludge—only to be subjugated into servitude of the parasite, and a false dichotomy lurking in the Paradox of Choice.

Often failure to make rational choices is met with little consequence nor repercussions—in other instances, it is most certainly not.

you are soooo phacked - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

A most successful basketball players to ever walk the talk, offered up a worthy philosophy to put into practical use, kind of like a guidebook, analogous to decision support.

Once a decision has been made, it is not necessary to think about it ever again—Don’t Touch It.

Have been embedded in the Way-Station No. 9 command for over more than ΩNE Half Time—here is the conclusion of the day (*☻–☻*)

Sometime consensus must give away, to a more practical approach to say—the protocol of Do or Don’t.

Sometimes do—sometimes don’t—the notion of procrastination, and its bosom buddy—vacillation, will continue to withhold all critical Advancement Keys.

Advancement Keys - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

When one is feeling dumpy and plump—midriff reflecting stress as a bump—in all practicality the correct choice made for thee—for in the mirror, it crystal clear, the Compound Effect of ΩNE’s life decisions, thought to have been autonomously made.

Unsolicited ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ Advice
Listen to the innate wisdom of the old ladies of Okinawa when they say—hara hachibu (腹八分) is solely the longevity way.

Then again, more often than not, just cut the phacken Gordian Knot, and let the hanafuda fall where they may.

Speaking of the factual notion of destiny, this phenomena occurs everywhere, to anyone, inside of anywhere, and all more importantly—innately.

wabi-sabi-aesthetics - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

Goran kudasai (have a look) at this Serendipitous Match, courtesy of Lady Muse—so far out of the blue it seems so surreal—a love story kind of like fiction, except true and real.

In the Fork In Road scene—The Big Girl was searching with heartfelt care—where there, she just happened to have innately discovered the One Click fish, a delectable prime dish—also know as cybersensei—emancipating this wandering boy from the dreary drudge within Primordial Material Sludge.

one click husband - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

Together forever—dancing inside the profound notion of isshin dō tai (ΩNE flesh) rhythm and harmony—pathway became clear—for it was true—a historically self-evident moment of a definite do—as in—”I do.”

Unsolicited (°_°)* Advice

Trust intuition while carefully consider all cold hard facts inside the ubiquitous gapping hole, suppression of Love, absence of any plausibility.

So what to do in a pickle and stew, when the wishy-washy tide crashes in?

in-a-pickle - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

Embrace a personal UNIVERSE SPLITTER where ΩNE can have a crack at Quantum-Induced Universe Bifurcation.

Here is the Skinny.

There is an Insider Notion of a Mystical Potion, concerning the quantum theme park of Many Worlds (MWI) contained within personal daily practice and the notion of devotion ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=┌(;￣◇￣)┘

Humans get ready—train is now leaving—as YOUR world will assuredly become more stable—when ΩNE is finally ready to bifurcate into Infinite Worlds.

Go ahead—it’s as easy as ΩNE—TOO—(you are) FREE.

Universe Bifurcation - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

(1) Type in two things that ΩNE would be willing to do right now.

Universal( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)Truth

The Mal Matriculation is that “do” is solely connected to this physical universe, yet the metaphysical world is clearly participating inside Material Sludge—ΩNE only has to dial into the Freaky Frequency.

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In this particular instance, the first notion was emancipation of Harvard University from the grips of the Anti Matriculation tribe, as the order of the day ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

In another universe, Harvard is to be bifurcated, where the Anti Matriculators can continue to lavishly apply falsehoods into the black hole for where these malfeasant malpractitioners will continue to be vortexed into the bosom of Infinite Love.

This quarky notion, causing internal commotion was upon hearing the divine devotion of a most esteemed scientist—ΩNE Eric Weinstein.

eric-weinstein-intellectual-dark-web - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

Here the real doctor was chit chatting with a man who could have been a regular Joe Blow.

Absolutely living proof, this is not a spoof—in the creation of Infinite Universe—thus become the seminal American cultural tough-stone—a most significant historic figure to come along—now known as—ΩNE Joe Ro.

(2) Press the split universe button and watch how the decisions is made.

Harvard Is Bust - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

In this particular Verse, a distinct instance in Material Sludge, the emancipation protocol was the suggestion for this particular universe.

(3) The third step is to DO.

So how to initiate the notion of Higher Learning Institution emancipation from malfeasant distortion from The Fabric of Truth and Reality ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

In the Japanese reality field, those who still possess honour must yield, unto the evolution of facts, then again, in certitude, can only be considered as provisional truth—not yet carved into the marble of fact.

In the violence obsessed culture inside the Mal Matriculation of a specific cohort of Americans, this is referred to as—Death Match.

However, in this particular instance, the arena is within the notion of LOVE.

The Home Team representative is the highly esteemed, wise-without-compromise—the one and only—Dr Eric Weinstein.

Playing for the AWAY is an artifact know as Edward Witten, who plays the part smart, thus has been nominated as the representative of the Quackery + Minions of the nefarious Anti Matriculation scam team.

Material Sludge Grudge Match - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

Incontrovertibly, Truth Bureau is thoroughly corrupt—acrid stench of rancid virus mind—infesting and infecting harmonic global community—eviscerating humanity’s moral compass and mind—one foetid lie at a time..

PS: According to ancient Jewish premonition—the Messiah is scheduled to come back right around now, somewhere, somewhen and somehow٩(♡ε♡ )۶

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