Kohava Ray
The Future is not a Sealed Book
Water 30% Rope 5% Iron Plate 1% Light 3% Wood Panel 60% Iron Nail 1%
This is the composition of setting for the play, “The future is not a sealed book.”
Water is a gift form the earth
The glitter on the water is from the sun
What we human make are woods, ropes, and irons,
But they are from the nature, too!
Waves glittering like gems were so seductive that
I put my hand to stir water
Hey, did you hear it, the clear sound?
Soon it returned to the original stillness
The scene 1 will start from here.
Confrontation
These two are so different that they can’t stir an inch
They just stare at each other
The tree fears if the rope will wrap him up or not (He is going to be suffocated)
The rope is afraid if the tree will beat him down or not (His perfect roll is going to be collapsed)
Long time has passed.
The terrors gradually change into understanding…
The tree knows the rope has flexibility, expediency, conspicuity and the power of charm
On the other hand, the rope gets to know about the tree’s simplicity, frankness, humbleness, and the power of going forward
How do both interact from now?
Let’s see…
A Curio
This beautiful old thing
It is like a pillow of a noble man.
It reminds me of ancient Japan.
I tried to put my head on the pillow to feel:
A cool sensation of stone
The delicate vibration of wave
An intoxicated feeling of me
Once upon a time, they determined pillows in ancient Japan.
That is to say, they believed if a right direction and then
Sleep made them dream about their beloved ones.
The shadow of the curio shows my direction.
International Cod Ecology
ICE Meeting
Date: August 8, 2010
11:00am-4:00pm
Place: At Captains Cove, CT USA
Topic: Contamination of Atlantic Ocean and Cod Ecology
Special Guest: Dr. W. Cody
* Cod Cooking Contest will be scheduled too.
Code
One: Eat 10 coconuts and swim to N direction.
Two: Introduce yourself to 10 people who have name starting from N.
Three: Float 10 boats out of Manhattan, and invite people to Ms. Narita’s birthday party.
Four: Choose 10 colors and paint Mr. Nelson’s house.
Five: Place10 chairs in a row on the beach of North Atlantic Ocean and play a chair game.
Six: Catch 10 kinds of fishes, make them Sashimi there, and treat Japanese who were chosen by lottery to find a man among them whose neck has N tattoo.
Seven: If you are Jew, learn Buddhism Ten precepts. If you are Buddhist, learn Jewish Ten Commandment. Then write the things you think important in a Notebook.
Eight: Pray toward the North form the window of 10th floor.
Nine: At 10:10 10 October in 2010, go to North and show your biggest smile to the people there you meet.
Ten: What you think the 10th instruction?
The answer should be reported to Mr. Nomura in 10 hours.
Farewell
C.H
Open Café
Yesterday’s customer sipped less caffeine coffee
And left like the wind
No,
He has gone with the wind
Oh, no
He WAS the wind.
Today’s customer gulped down cocoa
Mixed with sweet powder sugar
With plenty of whip cream
Like the cloud on top.
Ah,
This gentleman WAS the cloud.
Tomorrow’s customer is,,, god knows.
Wait,
God will arrive in state.
After that,
No reservation so far.
Would you like to come in?
RED SHOCK
When the vermilion mass fell on the ground
I have been standing still for a while
My black shadow nestled against the massive one
To catch his white tears
His sphere is said to have mind
U.S.L.H.S
Unlimited Sensual Love & Hatred System
Desire, which cannot be put inside the red body,
Gushed out to become dots on the surface
Against his will to run around all over the massive structure
And even furthermore
The dots have to be lined up
Conflicts between the order and temptation for the disorder
Finally, I left the spot leaving my shadow behind
3+2
A meeting of 5 colors
Caught my eyes
At Captains Cove
The three primary colors plus
Black and white
I was so fascinated by the fact that
I wanted to tell you what I imagined
I’ll cook
Mysterious blue-purple eggplants and
Golden brilliant yellow corn
Matured red strawberries for desert
On a white plate like the smooth skin
Of Venus de Milo at the Louvre.
Please use a pair of pitch-black chopsticks
Bon Appetite !
Beautiful sitting manner
Afternoon
I sit on the marble
Like a lady
Must stay under the shadow to avoid suntan
Wish someone fell in love with me…
Oh! But what a shame!
My rouge is peeled off…
(And her leg was splintery)
Hello, gentlemen strolling along the river!
Won’t you ask her to join you for the boat riding?
I am sure she will help you to row
Row, row, row your boat
gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream
Once in a century sphere
The two spheres were next to each other
Harmoniously
I was even jealous of their intimacy
And enchanted by the shadow
Existing between them
These once in a century spheres
Made even the silhouette beauty.
If I was a mathematician,
I could explain the secret of this contour.
Before the sunset
I must trace all along the line
To see what exists at the end
I determined to go
Far deeper darkness
Method
It is said that this green liquid is useful for love secret medicine.
The prescription is below
First, purify your mind inside the white spherical body and slide into the pipe next to it. Get down to the wood. Be careful not to be winded by the rope.
Second, stretch your mind and body comfortably to loosen your tension then do a sunbathing for 15.34 minutes on the wood panel.
Third, get down to a piece of wood of a lower level next to a pipe then cry out a name of your beloved one for 7times to the cylinder.
As soon as your voice reaches to the water surface, the vibration keeps expanding in many circles toward the great ocean.
At this moment, I must scoop up the water rings as many as your ages into a crystal glass.
That’s what you want.
Come to me by hanging from the wire on the green water.
Watch out for the nail.
The procedure is completed
Good luck!
Follow me
Don’t say that
The water is not clean
The rope is worn out
I need to be courageous to follow you
I am impressed
However
By the reality
That you are in the dirty environment
Your self-portrait on the water has full of holes
You are desperate,
Aren’t you?
The oil painting changes its form
From time to time freely
Mocking my hope
To catch a guide for the future
Evening Sky
I’ve never seen such a beautiful sky.
Boundary between day and night,
It is the time when we become most unstable.
Is it completely secure against the upcoming darkness?
Can the diminishing light tie us to hope for tomorrow?
The sky is the sea.
The iridescent color of the sea is my unrest.
It floats in hoping to be united with the grand.（or with solid foundation）
That’s what I want
I have been at the bottom of a sea for a long time
When I heard the footsteps of hundreds of people
Exposing myself from the surface of the water timidly
I found those foot prints were made momentarily and disappeared momentarily
I know this sea road leading to the Atlantic Ocean
Yearning for unknown lands…
I want to join this group
It’s my desire to see
My footprints will be vanished.
Primitive Ocean
I could not see me in the mirror
I may be just a lump of spirit
In which gigantic self-consciousness is filled
Asking myself, Meaning of life
Value of me, Reached to the thick layers
Of the memories
Awfully thick
Thousands of layers
Pealing them one by one
My eyes were submerged in the tears
Of anger, sadness and irretrievable regrets
Lead by curiosity, however, I turn more layers
The smaller the lump of memory becomes,
In other words,
The older the layers become
Much older than the ancient times
Sadness, grief and regret has disappeared
Only one fact remains at the end
I am just one living thing
born by pure accident
In a process of evolution
Back there,
does anyone know if
the water of our primitive ocean was salty or not,
Like our tears?