Bungaku Mama Became God Today

by cybersensei | March 29, 2025 | Blog, Shinto

Bungaku Mama Became God Today

September 19, 1939 ~ March 24, 2025

昭和14年9月19日～令和7年3月24日

Welcome Eiko Kodama, Big Girl’s beloved mother, as the latest addition to join the 1st Avenue Tutelary Deity Council, having officially crossed the Sanzu no Kawa—it was her turn the other day.

Having accumulated much experience over her journey of 85 trips around the sun, her contribution is recognized as a critical element, replete with valuable nuggets of Japanese literary knowledge, which exuded from her living, metabolizing form as we chit-chatted in the back of the car on our way to one of many onsen trips. Clover in the bath Considered a gift to humanity, by virtue of the superior fortune granted to this free-range avatar—to have been able to be a part of Ms. Yasuda’s life.

The sole princess of the ancient Yasuda clan—only daughter of Eiji and Yae Yasuda—is where the Incidental Occxie took Bungaku Mama’s first daughter’s sweet hand in marriage—a wedding scene, conjured up as part of a phantasmagorical movie plot—into this Earthly materialization of a scene. 安田榮治 - Land Ωf The Rising SΩN - cybersensei Gratitude for her words of encouragement regarding the efforts of Tsuda Umero—a Meiji Era prodigy—now an intricate part of the adoptive Kodama family, participating as a proud member of greater Japanese society.

Oh, by the way—thank you so very much for giving birth to my cherished wife, The Big Girl—and welcome to Kizuna Jinja as our newly anointed tutelary deity. Bungaku Mama YearBook - Land Ωf The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

All living creatures return to ΩNE, eventually—you as well, beloved mother-in-law, Bungaku Mama—you followed the sun and became sublime indeed—the latest addition to reach the hallowed status of serenity—take your place as our neo-clan’s tutelary deity.

Truth be told, there comes a time for everyone to wake up from this dream—all said, all done—realize, open your eyes, Mother—as you row your boat gently down the stream.

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Dashboard Of Reality

by cybersensei | March 22, 2025 | Blog, Civilization, Enlightenment

Dashboard Of Reality

Hearing a universal truth that resonates deeply and without reservation is often referred to as a “hallelujah moment.”

Speaking of hallelujah moments!

There came a time in life when leaving the Occidental world for a more full spectrum quantum experience—embedded inside esoteric societal protocols diving into the essence of what it means to be Japanese.

Advances in Civilization Three and recent theories in physics have revealed Qualia and Seity, ushering in a new paradigm of advanced reality. Head Master Derek avec Loose Muse and His Seity This human upgrade allows us to engage with energy fields, recognizing the free-range avatar frame as an evolving reality observable through the dashboard of reality.

Those with rigid, binary mindsets face a profound shake-up when they open their hearts and realize their perceived reality was nothing more than a delusional fantasy—observable as mere mental activity on the dashboard of reality.

Accepting this Universal Truth and internalizing this paradigm shift is where the game truly begins—material life becomes infinitely more engaging.

The dashboard of reality has been substantiated by Master Bernardo Kastrup, the Analytical Idealist specialist—a phantasmagorical scene peeling away the veneer of human-constructed reality. Master Bernardo Kastrup In essence, the dashboard of reality reveals that what humans measure is not physical—no siree.

The paradox—If a tree falls in the forest with no one around, does it make a sound?—has a clear answer.

For sound to exist, it must be measured through its waves and frequency.

Physical entities are merely measurement representations—like an airplane’s dashboard. Initially, the dashboard shows nothing—if not switched on, there is nothing to measure—until called upon to reveal the secret inside the dashboard of reality. A Japanese fairy revealing the secret inside the dashboard of reality When sensors measure the sky, the dashboard displays physicality—without measurement, nothing appears.

The crux of the matter is that physicality is not all there is.

In reality, physicality is purely a measurement representation—it only exists when a measurement is made, for it is only then that there is something to represent a physical mentation is what you get.

Remember, that which is measured does not magically come into existence because of a divine act of measurement—no, indeed!

Something must first exist to be measured at all is now a planted seed.

Pondering this notion carefully leads to the logical conclusion that thoughts and emotions are not describable through physical quantities, and in that sense, they are not physical. Japanese Zen philosopher pondering this notion that thoughts and emotions are not describable through physical quantities Examining the mental state more closely raises pertinent questions—what is the length in centimeters of a thought? What is the weight in kilograms of an emotion?if not able to answer that—it’s best to consult with Seity.

These states exist out there—when measured, they illuminate the dashboard representation of that measurement—this is what is call physicality.

Master Bernardo’s dashboard analogy is one of his central ways of illustrating the core insight of Analytical Idealism—namely, that the world we perceive is fundamentally a set of mental representations rather than an external, independently existing material reality.

The dashboard of reality compares our everyday perception of the physical world to reading a plane’s instrument panel, or “dashboard.” A puzzled samurai holding dials and sensors and scientific instrument in his hands In this analogy, our ordinary sensory experiences—visual shapes and colors, sounds, textures, and so on—are like the readings on a plane’s instrument panel.

Our perceptual “dashboard” is not the world-as-it-is-in-itself, but a user-friendly interface that our mind constructs for navigating reality—polish the gauges and the dials reframe the brain to discover your true authenticity.

What is the reality you are constructing via the extraordinary five senses and the wild card—the sixth sense—to hone your skills, navigating this mentated earth world into a material reality?

Delusional Lunatic

by cybersensei | March 15, 2025 | Blog, Enlightenment

Delusional Lunatic

As the old adage goes, “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,” or, in a modern twist of fate, “One’s junk is another’s treasure.”

What is normal in one place is abnormal in another—an extraordinary wonder of Earth Mother’s exquisite, materialized world.

Recognizing social conventions founded upon reciprocity—the main pillar being compatibility—shows us how to thrive and breathe within a phantasmagorically curated society, the crux of this delusional lunatic’s fantastic ride. Wild Lunatic Ride A reflection of ancient values, instantiated and infused into neo-clan communities by the commonality of tutelary deity nodes—diffused throughout all eight corners of this glorious orb—invokes a vibrational internal absorption mode.

This is the part where a subconscious delusional lunatic takes control, manipulating from beyond and within—be cautious to heed her whimsical whims, desires and needs.

All have been prescribed lenses from the starting gate; the burning desire to consume too much bread while attending various circuses makes the cloning job easy to complete.

Here is where the fork in the road appears—choose either A or B—though little did they know that it also contains C, D, and infinity. Fork In Road Rearrange DNA into scrambled brain reframes and ideate Certificates of Gratitude founded upon rhodium encrusted eggs—nary a moment of material existence will ever be the same.

It takes a delusional lunatic to cast oneself as the protagonist, the star of a materialized state of mind.

The avatar programming, directed by Seity, makes it easy to see—along with oodles of surreal, emerging notions to ponder more deeply.

What does it all mean?

Upon realizing that choices have been preordained by each other’s Seities, go with the flow, as the kernel reframe is a destination of manifested destiny taking place on the windswept Kanto Plain of Yamato.

Changing the core kernel in humanoid DNA is a monumental task. Change the DNA Yet, there is a short circuit in the energy field—the shortcut takes the long way around—the road less traveled, if you will, creation of knowledge reaching to a logical conclusion—dense, rich, and profound.

The Japanese say—ichi ka bachi ka, sink or swim—in essence, the way of the world—let that sink in.

Who knows what tomorrow holds?

Give Seity control in concert with the Kizuna Jinja tutelary deity and start the infinite ride of being alive—the essence is to thrive.

Fundamentally, the astute way to play all layers of the game is to adhere to Seity when she states clearly—let go, be free—the ultimate lifestyle choice of the neo-ancient Shingo Age of the Kizuna Jinja stage.Delusional lunatics are explorers, probing the nooks and crannies of the emerging mind-at-large, as noted by Master Bernardo Kastrup, a double Ph.D. who has attained enlightened mastery.

Entertaining the fantastical notion that all is merely a mentated simulation—a variety of avatars in an experimental, experiential expanse—Zoology 101 as humanity advances.Experiencing the quality of qualia within the surrounding energy fields observed through the dashboard of reality via the lenses of quantified subatomic particle beams emerging from Analytical Idealism qualitative themes.

A wayward autodidact—an Incidental Occxie—metamorphosing once again from fantasy to reality, an anomaly within the eclectic Japanese motif, beaming from the middle of butt-phack-nowhere—Chin Wa Yorogo Nari, the place to mentate and materialize dreams. Outside of old Edo Chin Wa Yorogo Nari

Otsubone Sama

by cybersensei | March 8, 2025 | Blog, Culture

Otsubone Sama

A tedious boy once proclaimed, after a scant few years in Japan, that he had pretty well mastered Japanese—if anything, one had to marvel at his confidence, indeed, his brazen bravado.

For most, language mastery mean acing a test.

Yet they miss the crux of the tale, cultural paradigms—reading the air, grasping ambiguity, and instantiating tatemae and honne.

A subtle sway, each moment of every day, to truly meld into the Land of the Rising Son—becoming ΩNE. Flow Into ΩNE - 万物 A curious trait of the Japanese is their knack for masking intent—an adroit skill, ever honed, to weave throughout the nooks and crannies of this bewitching island nation, dubbed an earthly fairyland by the Meiji sage—Koizumi Yakumo.

The acid test for those who have thought to have the cracked code to Japan’s inner sanctum, especially the workplace maze—is to be able to identify the otsubone sama lurking in their office lair. Otsubone in Heaven If toiling in Japan for any stretch of time, and tasked to spotlight the otsubone sama, yet unable to answer this piercing query—the revelation sings—you know not jack squat—start from the beginning again.

One of the most misread threads in the Japanese workplace, indeed throughout the entire micro societies dotting Japan, is the towering importance of the otsubone sama.Make sure to address her as ma’am.

Office dynamics and politicking aside, there is but one truth to grease life’s ride.

Currying favor—a zesty spice—is key for those eager to pierce the mythology surrounding Japan’s invisible walls, demands one first identify and pacify the otsubone sama, in essence that is all.

Tread carefully as sometimes a wannabe otsubone sama emerges, with tricks up her sleeve you’d scarcely believe—a pretender vying for the lofty otsubone sama superposition. Who is behind the seats of power Perceiving shifts in energy demands wit—passiveness and aggressiveness to a refined degree, sit back, say nothing, and see—the fireworks are about to begin most certainly.

Interpreting modern Japanese life through the lenses of the past makes for good practice in creating a personalized path—visualize a future self-being—let the sun be the guide to see what this means.

Historically, otsubone sama referred to private chambers in imperial courts or noble households—a title for women of rank privileged with their own space. Murasaki Shikibu writing a novel In the Heian Period (794–1185), an otsubone sama was a high-ranking lady-in-waiting attending the emperor or empress, often a political advisor wielding soft power and hidden influence.

Never mere attendants, they were strategists and power brokers.

From court to cubicle, the otsubone sama figure evolved but retained authority.

A meaningful journey inside the nooks and crannies of Japanese society is to be able to identify the otsubone sama, wherever she may be.

Keeping in mind—things are not what they seem—the contradictions that you now perceive as pure fantasy—turn into a rock solid reality if currying favor with this important player, reveals the next layer, a key to the next stage maze. abstract maze

Horse Trading

by cybersensei | March 1, 2025 | Blog, Civilization, Culture

Horse Trading

Having switched worlds at the start of adulthood in Showa 61, one experienced the vast spectrum of human nature—recognizing a variety of innate conditions threaded into the genetic fabric of human reality.

The art of distinguishing cultures and customs, having been viewed through rose-colored glasses—onozuto akiraka ni naru— 自ずと明らかになる—fundamental protocol kicks in—clarity over time—is the way the story begins.

People come and go, particularly those who come from all eight points of this magnificent orb—to seek fortune in the land of the Japanese—boys and girls be ambitious. Some come some go some stay For the most part, the Japanese ways are far too strange—there is no way they could ever remain, and mostly just fade away.

As a matter of fact, that is precisely how most Japanese prefer to look at all foreigners:

“Thank you for coming, and thank you so very much for leaving.”

Sayonara. Sayonara. Sayonara. Sayonara Sayonara Sayonara Most stay only briefly—lamenting their life choices incessantly, never quite making it past the starting gate—surrendering their life to the fickle finger of fate.

Some relationships endure for decades—rooted in commonality and the shared solitude of foreigners wandering the countryside—perpetual outsiders to the Japanese world.

Embedded within what Koizumi Yakumo affectionately called “Fairyland”—the land of the Japanese.

Life goes on—people change, or much worse yet—remain the same—no fresh paint to admire—only faded stains of yesterday—a government job—the slow march to the grave stage.

It’s true—life is a game, where the reality of horse trading comes into play. Horses playing a game Miss this part, and the game ends—a non-participating character in the minor-first stage.

That is all there ever was, all there is, and all that remains.

When following the sun through Material Sludge, an assortment of avatars emerge along the pathways and alleys inside the nooks and crannies of life.

Intuition kicks in—relationships must be built on reciprocity, recognizing each other’s strengths and weaknesses—where iron-clad associations begin.

That which binds people must be nurtured to grow—lest it fades away, for the fact remains—life is a highly advanced horse-trading game. One hotel clerk. One guitar player. One horse trainer. All three are inside the dream bubble over his head In consultation with the 1st Avenue Tutelary Deity Council—a subconscious weighing of this critical trade—a pivotal moment to enlist aid.

A seldom-traveled road of mentation in this simulation game, using brain reframes—free-range avatars—destiny written in the stars where the following trade was made.

One hotel clerk, became a government employee.
One guitar player, washed up and away in an alcoholic haze.
One horse trainer, simply faded away, no trace. Wild Boy Wild Card A wildcard chosen by Seity—Mr. Johnny Rainman—whose philosophy is to turn rage into a manifested Zen deity—an enlightened sage, if you will—for he too has followed the sun—exploring the nooks and crannies of an esoteric personified journey—embracing the way of the flow into ΩNE.

Puppy Party Club

by cybersensei | February 22, 2025 | Blog, Culture, Inspiration

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 life Be 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 Plan Then, 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 deity Can 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 Seity A 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 Nari Those 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 seamstress Queen 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.

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