Go West
When asked about the origins of the Incidental Occxie, it is often difficult to arrive at an answer that fully satisfies another’s curiosity.
Where does one begin?
Perhaps in the Great White North East, where the journey to follow the sun first begins.
As there is a mother and a father, so too there is a son.
Which root should be followed?
Which heritage sets the stage?
Thus begins the long-winded allegory from which the mythological tale of the Neo-Clan Chronicles is spun.
Speaking of any single country is somewhat problematic, for no singular national identity fully captures the beginning of this spinning yarn.
The tale starts in Salmon Arm, somewhere in the Great White North, where this mortal fable first unfolds upon Mother Earth.
Thanks must be given to Maggie May, who deserves a special mention for popping the Incidental Occxie out into the world in record time.
October 24, 1963, at 14:14 ― after only two hours of labor―a rather intimate and personalized day was forever etched in time.
The merging of two unique souls is a story our tutelary deities may well have foretold.
Taking place within the earthly quantum field of dreams revealed as real, it animates the intelligence of the Neo-Clan family tree and carries far-reaching implications through this sacrosanct meme.
A long line of fur trappers―beaver in particular, aligned with the industrious member of the Great Rodentia order.
Arriving in the late 1700s in the Great White North East, they occupied an epochal stitch within humanoid space and time.
West of the Rockies lay a pristine zone, a precious gift from the tutelary deities, with pine-scented forests and mountain streams where life unfolded into dreamy motion, morphing into a pastoral scene.
The quest eventually carried the Neo-Clan tutelary deity to Japan in the late 1960s as part of his manifested dream.
What a magnificent scene―to behold Japan at the beginning of its unprecedented economic trajectory―what a sight indeed.
Traveling so far west that one crosses the International Date Line and arrives in the Far East at long last―the end of directionlessness.
The tale now enters the continuum―a quantum field where dreams become real and countless Neo-Clan fables remain yet to be spun.
The Great White North beaver trappers followed the sun, unfolding an ephemeral dream on a journey into flow and toward ΩNE in the Land Of The Rising Son.
Then it arrived suddenly, like a whisper from the blossom of an ephemeral cherry tree.
A theory came into being―whatever is believed to be true ultimately belongs to the individual, so why not chart a personalized trajectory, whatever that may be?
The formula already exists to bring vision into reality.
Show gratitude to the tutelary deities and venerate them while engaging your personal guide, Seity, to establish the trajectory of a manifested destiny.
The secret of the Japanese is slowly being revealed as the Age of Shingo collides with the constructed reality displayed on terrestrial T.V.
The question then becomes―what story is necessary to collapse the wave function into the observed measurement called current reality?
Learn from the past while living in the present, and plan for the future.
Fitting neatly into the next page of the Kabuki theatre stage―a three-phase anime following quantum principles where past, present, and future hold multiple meanings simultaneously.
Remember, the past is largely a faded memory unless preserved through rumination.
To reframe the past is a noble act―choosing to transform memory into life-giving meaning.
In the present, the world is an observed measurement where the citizens of Civilization Three maintain order and civic duty as ordinary, law-abiding stewards serving their neighborhoods and the Neo-Clan philosophy.
Yet the real adventure begins with the exquisite white art of shaping the future from present superposition as you bringing a burning desire into fruition requires leaving the past behind.
There, hidden within, waits the hero of the story―the one who is destined to follow the sun.