Anything Else

The allegory of the skipping record serves as both a stark reminder and a valuable tool for those who perceive reality differently from the origin story of the DNA lottery gene pool game.

Become privy to the knowledge that everything is only skin deep—the true depth of the human spirit lies within the intricate nooks and crannies of the soul and an unprejudiced mind.

When activated properly, it serves as a guide to disengage from the skipping record of rumination and to annihilate the hungry ghosts lurking in every last crevice—yes, this is an order, a tall one yet sublime.Remaining stuck in endless ruts is a symptom of a system gone amok—an extreme case of misdirected educational directives of the insidious inculcated kind.

The protocol of stupification is a first-class ticket to an extraordinarily mediocre journey through the vapid valleys of senseless selfishness, where life teeters on the precipice of the abyss—how far must one go to realize that everything in their vacuous life is deeply amiss?Trying to keep pace with the dissonant vibrations of the material world and the cacophony of hopeless system clones filled with misery leaves the notion of happiness absent from this perpetually miserable personality.

The critical decision—sooner rather than later—is to embrace a daily blank slate, filling it with nourishment for the soul, consistently, without fail, daily natto every day.This is where the real fun starts—as you become part of a society that values one another and regards each life, as a matter of course, as a piece of living art.

As one who exudes the subtle essence of profound consciousness and the notion of a personal Seity within the quantum zone sentient beings, the free-range avatar asks, while probing the enigmatic reality of the neo-clan and tutelary deities:

"How is it possible to do so many magnanimous things for the good of humanity?" The reply, "I wasn't doing anything else on this glorious day, indeed."

Pivot to the future—a fertile plain where curiosity meets creativity, a union innate in every human's subconscious from the start, as informed by Seity and the will of tutelary deities.The trick is to slip through the cracks and embrace the fact—life is a dream as we float down the stream, part of an infinite game where sentient beings have free will to play, or not—the daily natto is the way.

Let nihilist materialists pretend this quantum world is a binary infirmary, wallowing in purposeless ennui and stark emptiness, consumed by envy as free-range avatars run free.

Freedom comes at a high price, as those who have attained mastery can attest.

The road less traveled is arduous, yet it leads to a profound sense of a life well lived and a deep awareness of meaning, making life in this material sludge deeply satisfying pregnant with fruits and seeds for the future as is seen.The hard work lies in moving to the next stage—the fire in the belly in a full-blown serene rage.

For everyone participating as free-range avatars—the answer to the question is always the same—"I wasn't doing anything else in this phantasmagorical game."

Fully engaged, having now entered a quantum field known as Chin Wa Yorogo Nari, located somewhere on the Kanto Plain, Japan—step right this way—you are not doing anything else anyway—embrace the way.