Random Thoughts

RT1.

I don't know if this is a good idea
But I'll be here for you as best as I can.
Many times, I thought I'd run away from you.
Many times, I thought I'd never make things smooth.
Though I don't know how to express my idea,
I'll try.
I won't run away.
I'm with you.

RT2.
(Comments after reading a kid's poetry)
Your poetry was awesome while mine wasn't.
You were a holy saint while I wasn't.
Just like your beetle,
Things are just things.
We can't pretend someone else.
You wrote metaphysics;
I wrote nothingness.
A Nine year old Existentialist
A Mine year old Nihilist.
Heading to the same direction
Though we were on the different plane.

RT3.

わたしとあなたが違う世界に生まれたこととは

「発見です」
「希望です」

あなたはあちら側の海を目の前にしてわたしがみえません
わたしもこちら側の海を目の前にして、あなたがみえません

わたしとあなたが違う世界に生まれたこととは
時折、絶望です

わたしの世界にはカタツムリがいます
あなたの世界ではいかがですか？
Snailですか、それとも・・・？
それでも　同じものをみています

　
あなたはあなたの世界で何をみていますか？
わたしのみているものが　あなたにみえていないとしても
わたしとあなたが違う世界に生まれたことは

　、ここでわたしは、
　言葉につまります

Terayama Shuji & Tanikawa Shuntaro - video letters- 1982-1983

I "met" Tanikawa the Japanese contemporary poet while I was in college. It was a lecture meeting with Ms. K who is also a Japanese contemporary poet and writer, also my professor. The meeting itself was just impressive.

About Terayama, little I knew.
It may be because he'd died before I was born.
Avant Garde he did and what I truly admire.

I never thought Tanikawa would do something Avant Garde.
Japanese kids grow up with his poetry.
This is why, I was surprised ( a bit shocked, too)
When I saw the video letters.

Tanikawa has a full of hope whereas Terayama had no hope( I don't really think so, though).
The contrast between 0 and 1 made me impressed.
This must be what Murakami, Haruki does in his writing.
I love such theme; it's because I'm always wandering around its borders -
Between something and nothing, Between Consciousness and Unconsciousness.

The video letters are my most favorite, anyway.

Random Thoughts

RT1. (once i was gonna write a story related to this theme)
this world and that world will never be crossed,
this world where i am;
that world where he is.
when i disappear
you come into this world.

RT2.

Swear to God,
I love you from the bottom.
I don't see you in front of me.
I don't know where you are
What you are feeling.
But I can feel you near.

RT3.

Sitting in a darkness,
Letting my eyes get used to it,
I could speak nothing more.
Many times,
I tried and tried.
I wrote and wrote.
Dumped the papers into the dust bin.
I erased and erased.
Thought everything would be faded somewhere far.
I was wrong.

Untitled

Even so, is there still
Still, anything to hope?

Desperate Stars in the Sky High Above My head .

irony

Dedicated to a boy whom I used to Know :

　

in the morning, when i had a dream about you, tears got filled in my eyes.

someday, i won't hide my heart.

when looking up at the sky without glasses,

the clouds come from the right, go to the left,

come, go, go, come, come, go, cogo.

in the morning, when i had a dream about you, tears got filled in my eyes.

i heard such a song.
and then.

i feel as if all the blood would flow in the opposite dirction;

my thoughts went upside down.

everything i see was covered by the mist.

i used to think that my blood was green.
the blood belonged to something unknown.
sometimes, i think about my own bones - are they white?

maybe not.

what about my internal organs?

just like this, in the morning when i had a dream about you,
all the energy would be squeezed completely from the inside.
then my soul became empty.
if my real life was like a snail,
then the unreal one that you were here would like a slug.

i misunderstand love.

i want you from the very bottom.

i escape with all my might at the same time.

in the morning, when i had a dream about you, tears got filled in my eyes.

Looking at the self, standing just like this,

i cried a bit.
my soul escaped from my ears.

Backdrifts

" We're rotten fruit
We're damaged goods
What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose
One gust and we will probably crumble
We're backdrifters"
- Radiohead, Backdrifts from the album "Hail to the Thief" (2003)