My hometown is a life.

I have roots. but I have no root.

Because we didn’t have family name long long time.

My ancients thought our family name is Amida.

I really don’t know why how come our family name is making.

My nationality is Japanese, but my high school friends called me Korean name with kidding. It doesn’t matter, anyway, I didn’t like my first name. So, I would like to name my child for my favorite name “haruhisa” that is meaning rite of spring.

But we don’t have child.

I have married.

But I’m single.

I have wife. So, I love wife, Hisako. But I’m single.

I’m singularity talking and walk. Because Spirit is not Blood.

It doesn’t like a ball and chain. Like the spider net and the line that is drawn by Jumping Bird.

So, I must make family.

Frankly speaking, I’m wondering. So, I’m just writing. I’ve been writing the Nobel, Criticism, Poem, and Music from 14years old.

I love Taiwan. because that woman is there. I loved her.

I love Korea. because that woman is there. I loved her.

I love China. because my old friend is there.

I love Thailand because my old friend is there.

I love Cuba because my old friend is there.

I love France because my old friend is there.

We met at LSU, Louisiana in 1990.

I love U.S. because my brother Lee and teacher are there. I respect for him.

I love Myanmar. because my friend is coming from there.

I love Vietnam because my lovely customer’s home is there.

I love Switzerland. because lovely Mazda roadster, that my parent saw at there.

I so love Brazil. Because Betty and our many friends are there.

So, I love Japan, a lot of life is here.

So, I love space. because my many dear dead lives are there.

In anyway, I like hip. So, I am hippy.

Thanks a lot for your reading.