nakamura hiro– Author –
nakamura hiro
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November 9 (Diary) Distance to Emotions
Just beautiful autumn leaves of ginkgo trees. I never pick up any kind of magazines, but there is only one magazine that I subscribe to, Geijutsu Shincho (Sh... -
November 8 (Diary) Endlessly deepening impressions of one place
Sunny I have been going to Atsuta Jingu Shrine often, but only for Hatsumode (New Year's visit).It's not that I have suddenly become more religious or that I... -
A story of almost self-directed meditation
These days, I have made it a habit to meditate in the morning. Until recently, saying that I meditate would have had a strong occult or religious image, but ... -
November 5 (Diary) Life without on and off
SunnyThe days are short and the nights are early. I spend the day in a slothful manner. Looking at the dreary autumn dusk alone, I wish I had a hobby to devo... -
November 4 (Diary) Creativity and Business Sense
Clear skyGusty wind sometimes I thought I hadn't watched YouTube recently, so I casually turned it on.I found a video of Orihara Radio.I've always liked the ... -
November 3 (Diary) Standing on the verge of piety
Clear skies, not a cloud.Not too hot, not too cold.One of the most beautiful days of the year. As if lured by the sunshine, I took a stroll around the Higash... -
Hobbies: “None in particular” in the “Hobbies” column
I have no particular hobby, although I have a number of distractions, such as sleeping, dawdling, and looking at clouds. It has been that way since I was a l... -
November 1 (Diary) Awakening to Nohgaku again after a lapse of time
RainAutumn rain makes me feel a little sad. While reading the complete works of Hideo Kobayashi, the following sentence suddenly caught my attention. I have ... -
What makes autumn leaves beautiful
When I was a child, I honestly did not understand the beauty of autumn leaves. I had no idea what was so beautiful about it. This feeling lasted until I was ... -
No longer (Poem)
My eyesMy earsMy consciousness Everything is driven by someone else's thoughtsIt's all moving.It's no longer mine I wonder where it's all goneSeeing things a...