Japan
Japanophile~
Japan
Japanophile~
AS A FORM OF GRACE

One of them picked up a shovel and spaded earth. Since coming to the camp, their guilt had died and left behind a husk, whose hair and flesh were crackly like onion skin. We buried the husks and covered them with dirt, each scoop sending them further away, to some far-off place. All of us were crying never-ending violent tears. Then over on the
... See moreBut if you’re saying I should think seriously about my own “from now on,” then first I would need to know about “until now,” as its precondition. PHILOSOPHER: No. Right now, you are in front of me. It is enough to know “you who are in front of me,” and in principle there is no way for me to know “the past you.” I repeat, the past does not exist.
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