Wrong Tree
Wrong Tree
Recall the feeling of putting a wholehearted effort into a project, only to see the grand scheme of things wash away into the sea—an effervescent dream.
A desire to do something with dignity and meaning is ground into oblivion by the boot heel of reality.
There are many reasons for choosing a life path―be wary of bogus ones system clones in the industrial fray―running the wetware program to get ahead―believe this is the only way, or so it has been said.
The industrial education complex programs a materialistic foundation based on untenable binary tenets—indeed, these are the roots of suffering.
Myopic materialism and its pollution dilute the four quadrants of the human condition―physical, emotional, mental, spiritual.
A zero sum binary mentality to gain and maintain status and societal positioning offers fleeting moments of glory—in other words, barking up the wrong tree.
A niggling feeling deep inside, coupled with deeper questions—a fly in the ointment—one’s lot in life and the melancholy contained within a life of deepening ennui.
Not being where one wants to be?
A bloodhound having that has lost the scent and the plot―system clones barking up the wrong tree.
Dilbert Sensei sings the refrain, urging emancipation from the system-clone nation and encouraging one to reframe the brain with a personalized tree—all have the propensity to discover a designated destiny—have a chat with Seity.
Here is where the crux of the matter emerges in a 1953 novel, of all things, about the internal struggle to find one’s way and reach the full potential of one’s own destiny—the meaning of life in this novel is implied―あすなろ物語―asunaro monogatari.
The title references the asunaro tree (Thujopsis dolabrata), which resembles the revered hinoki cypress (Chamaecyparis obtusa)—asunaro means “I shall become tomorrow,” symbolizing the tree’s yearning to transform into a hinoki cypress.
This metaphor encapsulates the novel’s central theme of striving for self-improvement and pursuing one’s ideals.
The narrative follows the lives of several young protagonists as they navigate the complexities of adolescence and early adulthood.
Set against the backdrop of a recovering Japan, the characters grapple with personal ambitions, societal expectations, and the universal quest for identity.
Their journeys are marked by moments of self-doubt, resilience, and the relentless pursuit of becoming their ideal selves—much like the asunaro tree’s aspiration to become a hinoki cypress.
The reframe Dilbert Sensei was auto-suggesting using his extraordinary perception—a talent stack that included persuasion and hypnosis—bound with a profound connection to his own personal Seity.
Initiate your own journey of self-discovery and to connect with Seity, where you will find deeply profound meaning when barking up your tree as directed by your inner identity—in other words, listen to the voice of Seity.
Aspiration and Identity: The asunaro tree serves as a poignant symbol of one’s desire to evolve and attain full potential. This reflects a broader commentary on human nature and the intrinsic drive to grow beyond one’s current state.
Self-Perception vs. Reality: Understanding the tension between how individuals perceive themselves and how they are perceived by others, this exploration highlights the challenges of reconciling personal ambitions with external expectations.
Coming of Age: Through one’s own meta-conscious experiences and understanding of the quality of qualia—the universal trials of transitioning from an immature child to a free-range avatar—one must emphasize themes of self-discovery, responsibility, and the forging of one’s path.
By weaving this symbolism into your own journey, one not only reflect on the personal growth of one’s own character, but also mirror traditional Japanese values of endless kaizen and the collective yearning for renewal and progress—embrace this way.
Recall that kaizen is Japan’s dance of ceaseless refinement—a path for the watchful to ascend the hierarchical ladder in that subtle, enigmatic Japanese way.
Reflected back is the harvest of the daily routine—what you feed your body and keeping the mind clean and free from the demons of the past and future, which creates presence disease.
A dissonant symphony cranks out songs of sorrow, despair, and grief on infinite repeat—the broken record of the past skipping endlessly in a dead-end trajectory.
Engage with this wisdom to fortify the present and its roots—for to ruminate is to destroy the only precious thing—the ephemeral, fleeting moments of existence—what it means to be alive.
Elevating the ancient Japanese protocol of hansei kai—
There, your true self you will find—if you only dare to draw back the blinds.
A colossal dream—you can touch, run, jump, and feel things—
The crux of this consequential matter is that the newly anointed spacetime bends and twists like a soft blanket—where exceptionally heavy things, like planets and stars reside—how’s that for a surreal ride?
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Now, isn’t that quite something?
This may very well be the first elimination round—a 
System clones fall into a classification zone relegated to a drab, dreary existence as minions of a strictly material life—one as barren as can be.
The static energy of the system clone is reason enough to leave—spin the wheel of destiny, for this is where life truly begins, and believe in the quest for self-actualization, as this is the way life was meant to be.
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Gratitude for her words of encouragement regarding the efforts of 
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