狸のボールRemember the Tanuki suit from Super Mario Bros. 3? Of course you do. Statues of tanuki can be found outside many Japanese temples and restaurants, especially noodle shops. These statues often wear big, cone-shaped hats and carry bottles of sake in one hand, and a promissory note or empty purse in the other hand. Tanuki statues always have large bellies. The statues also usually show humorously large testicles, typically hanging down to the floor or ground, although this feature is sometimes omitted in contemporary sculpture. Now consider: Tan-tan-tanuki’s testicles, there isn’t even any wind but still go swing-swing-swing.Japanese Schoolyard Rhyme, translated Found this gem tucked away in the Cerego bookshelves, between a Java 1.1 book and “High Schools in Japan” circa 1983. I think I substantively realized the appeal of stasis today. Everything I build only serves to loom over me until it ceases to stand. The larger and grander, the more brilliant the shadow it casts. Putting distance between us works to some extent, but I can still see all the rest of them, most still standing, just too far away to reach me. A life based in performance sounds good, by comparison. All you have to haunt you are the ghosts of your own shadow. The distant echoes of the dying applause, coming around again, now a whimper. How sad, though, in the end of it all. At the close of a life of creation, by comparison…at least one still has those buildings. By then, the sun has set, and the shadows have nestled in with the brimming dusk. All there is to do then is walk back and watch them soar one last time. On being awake for the first time ever / On the mysteriousness of personal archeology
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