Life Ceremony

normal is a type of madness, isn’t it? I think it’s just that the only madness society allows is called normal

the world is but a brilliant mirage, a temporary illusion. I mean, it’s an illusion you can only see now, so how about enjoying it to the full while you can

not certain, right? And even though it’s uncertain, everyone believes in it like a religion. It’s so weird.

If it’s always changing, it means it’s

Everyone always says that things like common sense or instinct or morals are carved in stone. But that’s not true—actually, they’re always changing. That’s what I think. And this isn’t something that’s happened all of a sudden, like you seem to think. It’s always been that way. Things keep transforming.

Food is an excellent means for cultural exchange. The things you can learn from each meal! And not just nutrition. When you eat, you ingest culture, too. I realized that’s where the future of our alimentary lifestyle lies.

We don’t have to eat out of the same pot to understand each other

When you eat the food someone makes for you, it means you believe in the world they live in, right? Even if people have fun hearing about your world, putting it into their mouth is another matter. I think food is all weird anyway, so there’s no way I can eat it unless I believe in it.

Feeling this life was a precious momentary illusion, I squeezed his slim fingers even tighter.

A hundred years later, what would our bodies be used for? Would we be chair legs or sweaters or clock hands? Would we be used for a longer time after our deaths than the time we’d been alive?