I went to the doctor, but they couldn't tell me why my vision isn't improving.

A blog I spent two hours writing has vanished and won't come back.

I am made of things I don't understand, just as the world is.

Perhaps what I've written up to this point isn't even worth blogging about.

I tell myself. Let's just forget it now.



Why does each person's aura differ?

And why do we feel drawn to some auras, and repelled by others?

We think we decide our likes and dislikes for ourselves, but is that truly the case?

If I project an aura of 'I don't like this!', the other person responds with the same.

This I understand well. But why do we emit an aura of 'I don't like this!' in the first place?

That's what I don't understand.

Be kind to others. Of course, I want to be kind to everyone.

So, if we could unravel the mystery of liking or disliking auras,

couldn't people become kinder?

That's why I should stop trying to recall the words that have disappeared.

It should have been even better...

Thinking of such a past, I regret my present failures, and the past overtakes the present.

The past, the present, and the future all flow at the same time. Let's surrender to the current.

Starting tomorrow, ART PICNIC Vol. 5 Please Please Please me



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