May 20, 2023Blog, Inspiration

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 fatherin essencerebirth 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?

Time is a concept gone inthe blink of an eye - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

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’)✌︎

Rui Hachimura - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

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.

the obstacle is the way - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

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.

Japanese School Lunch - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

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.


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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?

Japanese School Uniforms - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

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 (ò_óˇ)

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.

Martial Art Master Bruce Lee - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei

After that atrocious year, LeoZen 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 windΩNE’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 LeoZen.

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.

What goes around comes around 因果応報 - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei
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 - cybersenseiQuick 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.

The best birthday present a boy could ever ask for - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei