A Note from Summer


"On this last summer, in these last summer holidays, on the very last day of them......, our youth hovered dizzily on the edge"

– Yukio Mishima "The Temple of the Golden Pavilion"

Every single moments were as beautiful as my memories, as beautiful as she was, as beautiful as......

Why does ephemerality shine every single moments?

Why does transience beautify everything?

If we can achieve so called "Eternal life"......,

this will be when "love" vanishes from the surface of the earth

this will be when all beauties in this world is wiped out

this will be when we lose all contacts with this world

this will be when our human history ends.

"Eternity" is an enemy for our humanity.

When "eternity" exists, "love" does not exist.