BGM: Miki Nakatani "天国より野蛮"
Today I worked late. This morning I finished reading Yoshikichi Furui's "Sansoufu". I found that paradoxical things are mixed into a united one. in this book. For example, staring at death and writing about it will lead us to touch the truth of our life. Sinking into the material world will lead us to learn the value of holy things... Indeed, Yoshikichi Furui was not a monk. He was just a novelist and also a citizen therefore he was soaked with material desire. But this book shows the real figure of this world from his point of view, therefore, making us think about the enigma of this world. And the writing in this novel starts going crazy quietly. He keeps on writing without caring about any craziness. That's surprising to me.
What books will I read this season, at the end, and at the beginning of the year? I thought that I would spend time with John Irving's marvelous long novels, but now I think that reading various anarchic old guys' books as Yoshikichi Furui, Hyakken Uchida, Yasunari Kawabata, and Souseki Natsume. I am certainly getting old so someday I will become one of those anarchic old guys. I remember that the biography of Hyakken Uchida by Kazuo Yamamoto was great so I might read it once again, or I might read some of Yoshikichi Furui's books I have never read.
I read the rest of Kaito Touhata's "Staying is hard". In this book, he writes about "accidents". They are the accidents that are often treated as troubles that disturb our daily life's peace. Yes, we want to avoid those accidents but they also work for empowering our minds. I thought that it was interesting that he writes about "love" as one essence of those accidents. Yes, a love affair is one of the accidents that invade our daily life suddenly. I have been impressed by the opinion that says that love makes us progress forward.
Me, I have been in love three times. The third love was the time I was at the beginning of my 40s. That love didn't come true, but the person I loved said some brilliant things to me which are still alive (she is still one of my good friends). Osamu Hashimoto said (I remember so) that love would crush the incompletely completed personality and makes it rebirth. I admit that I was also crushed and became into pieces, and got rebirth and empowered. Yes, life must be wonderful. By the way, when will be the next time I can meet my soul mate?
