The ethical question of caging animals to amuse other animals is to be pondered, shedding light on the kerfuffle and emotional commotion surrounding the notion of a zoo.

Originally the zoo was a place where a segment of the animal kingdom is put on display for the amusement of a different caste of animal—mammalian humanoid—supreme rulers of all beasts—having mastered subjugation and violence—at least in this particular fleeting picosecond of infinity.

At the zoo, younglings also have an opportunity to sit at the knee of their neo-clan leader to be edified inside the timeless wisdom of our ancients in the ways of the animal kingdom; the meaning of violence, its relationship to subjugation and this visceral experience inside a material world.

So, pay close attention, especially to the consequential section dealing with an exceedingly nasty segment of the mammalian humanoid population—quacks and charlatans, narcissists and frauds, despots and demagogues—the list is really phacken long going on and on and on.

Far away in a galaxy called Japan during the era of Showa, it was rare to spot foreigners anywhere—old Japan, an insular nation at the tail end of one of the most extraordinary bubbles in human hardcore history—like all things in a frothy material world—mindlessness eventually ends—a magnificent bubble implosion accompanied by a massive explosion in the volume of tears—an eye-watering 60% correction—welcome to the TSE zoo.

The Japanese Showa bubble represents a different kind of zoo—a situation characterized by confusion and disorder—avarice and insatiable greed—leading to the betrayal of the founding principles of Japan and the meaning of being a dignified honourable Japanese.

In actuality, the Japanese dislike immensely such scenes of chaos and disarray as this island nation of 126 million is known for a wide variety of natural disasters, thus the Japanese do not tolerate human induced calamity and use unforgiving expression labelling and identifying insufferable souls disturbing the roots of harmony—mi kara deta sabi—reap what you sow.

Wandering through life exuding an unconventional tone, vibration, and face facilitates colossal incidents inside the reality of being looked upon by the Japanese as an alien anomaly—yet, the burning question remains—who is really in the zoo—me or you?

In particular, embedded inside the countryside, a mere hop-skip-jump outside the largest metropolis on Mother Earth—the Tokyo metropolis—population same as Canada (37 million) in an area the size of Jamaica.

The realization of being an Incidental Occxie in the Land of the Gods was akin to a zoological display for the Japanese citizens to have a look—astute students on an observational field trip searching for system peculiarities—in this, the truth of the zoo and what it means to be an alien.

The truth of this reality was revealed by the following understanding—all living creatures hold permanent residency cards in the biggest zoo of the multiverse including all Earth’s galaxies and everywhere in between.

The Cosmos Sapien Zoo is just down the hall, it’s the sixth door on the left, marked with a sign— terrarium aquarium planetarium experiment 003—research in progress do not disturb—do not distress the hominoid subjects in this investigational DNA feasibility test.

See the secret to this profound mystery is really a mundane manifestation of Earth’s true nature and the essence of all mammalian reality—in order to be, there first comes an vividly clear internal vision to be realized, understood and, seen.

If the fact that you are a test-subject in an unprecedented galactic experiment while existing in a celestial zoo is news to you—there is now lots of personal blooming to do—once in clarity as to the universality of the infinite zoo—there is no longer an escape from this reality, nor facing the sheer magnitude of this universal truth—so what are you going to do?

Born into a happenstance of circumstances, wandering while wonder what exactly lies under our Sun—urged to follow our celestial Mother as she watches the beloved children of her neo-clans rising every day as they too follow the sun.

The next step in this unprecedented experiment is the stable growth of the neo-clan’s rhizome inside the Land Of The Rising Son—our beloved ujigami established in a sacred place to venerate and honour the principles of our ancestors—Mother and Fathers—omni-present founders of all neo-clans—creating and facilitating flourishing emerging neo-societies aligning to the principles as described in the original constitution of Japan—the curators of Civilisation Three.

In the Cosmos Sapien Zoo from the Japanese point of view, there is just one universal truth as to the nature of all things—the nucleus powering the foundation of the Japanese—ban butsu—life in all things.