What is the key to magic, is it really love? Without love, nothing can be seen?
I was recently thinking about the time I won a game of rock paper scissors. It was by accident, but I revealed a Scissor, before everyone revealed their hands. Everyone, suspecting I would either use scissors again or at least be smart enough to switch to Rock, used Rock. However, everyone was thinking they could either smash my Scissors next round if I had chosen it again and at the same time avoid Paper for the same reason. So they chose what they saw as the safe bet, the Rock. That logic basically locked my opponents in a closed room, the witch’s realm created by my false demon. I had already decided on Paper soon after revealing the Scissors because using it again was suicide, and the use of rock would be everyones desire because there were 3 players. 3 players create a greater sense of security, where the chances of losing were slightly lower, but at the same time people drop their reasoning. It was an accident, because I even thought of using rock but for some reason my logic of using paper worked and I won. In that sense people chose Rock because they believed a Scissor would exist and because its existence had become confirmed people would avoid Paper, and only Rocks could co-exist or dominate Scissors. Paper was forgotten and the witch took off its skin and revealed its true form, a normal human with endless magic. A true closed room murder was created.
Today’s News: Walked around Nagoya, trying to look for furniture. However, its fairly expensive everywhere. Being a Friday many children were out with their family members. In the middle of Oasis, where the Cosplay Summit once stood was a big white tent blocked off by walls and staff. Inside you could hear screaming, and outside you could see signs that show warning and blood in Japanese. It was obvious it was a ghost house, but on Friday afternoon, in the broad day light and in this heat? Needless to say it was interesting hearing screams in the middle of such a public place at this time. After heading to Tokyo Hands around Sakae and Nagoya Station I decided to give up until going to Don Kiote to check out a futon/bed. On my way back from the grocery store I saw a man sitting outside cranking a hand crank radio to listen to what sounded like a baseball game. It seemed a little out of place, but at the same time something you may only see in Japan. A man sitting in the dark who may have lived during the 50’s, enjoying the marvels of old, now cheaply massed produced technology, when he could easily just use an electric or battery powered ipod or radio. Many of us would think that the only time we would depend on such a thing was during a disaster, but someone is living outside the box and probably getting some good excercize for his arm and hand.
Yesterday’s News: Got to check out the apartment with my landlord. The place is spic and span with only two tiny roaches, however when I came back I saw 2 large ones which I brushed outside. They died quite quickly suggesting the room has enough toxins to weaken roaches this much. I’ll be moving in soon, and I hopefully will have a bed and more poison by then.
Tomorrow’s News: 4 classes and no classes on Sunday. Obon is like wow. I get to sleep in…hopefully. I really need it, only slept 2 hours last night because of oversleeping the morning earlier. Apparently tomorrow there are only about about 60 students and only 40 for Sunday.