I had a day off today. This morning, I attended an English Zoom meeting. We enjoyed chatting about various topics, especially the possibility of the next earthquake in Japan during this Obon season. Other members said they chose to be careful about new earthquakes even though they could not be as dangerous as any airplane accident possibility to happen. Even though my place seems not to be related to this earthquake so closely enough to care for too much (but of course, anytime we have to be careful to the fatal moment!), my mind started getting worried about this topic from the bottom of my heart.
After that meeting, I went to AEON to enjoy morning activities such as reading a book and writing an English memo. On my smartphone, I read a famous Japanese philosopher, Kojin Karatani's life story fragment, which says that he had once tried to quest the so-called very enigmatic/spiritual phase of this world such as the next life. Probably, this morning's meeting topic could be such an enigmatic topic because we can never predict whether the earthquake would happen or not... who could? However, as for me, my mind isn't strong enough to stay calm about this uncertain situation, or basically this pure uncertainty of my life itself.
On the app clubhouse, an interesting meeting had started so I joined in that. It was about any kind of horror anime, and I suggested an old one "serial experiments lain", which has been still attractive to me as a textbook to think about this internet society. Other members suggested another anime "Tokyo Magnitude 8.0", which was the one I had never enjoyed though. Thinking about lain, I went to see the sub-admin of my group home again to discuss various things (however, they must be very personal things to be written in public...).
This afternoon I enjoyed reading a Japanese original version of a collection of George Orwell's essays "A Nice Cup of Tea [ジョージ・オーウェル『一杯のおいしい紅茶』]". Reading this provoking book, I've found that Orwell's keen eyes and very warm heart always treat diligent, modest people's lives as precious things like jewels. Even though it seems there can be some points I can't agree with Orwell, I respect his attitude toward them (his tenderness and critical senses even reminded me of Ken Loach's movies... Does this sound so strange to you?).
