Robert Mondavi Vineyard – The Tree & The Sun

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In a state of depression so deep that my soul hurts, knowing that my spirit is breaking.  Fatigued, exhausted and worn out from merely existing – the monastic existence called life, struggling to live.   My own elements tearing at one another, diseased – a virus feasting on a physically healthy host from within.

 

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Dark clouds blocking the horizon, albeit, it is known that there is a horizon that has yet to be seen.  Not faith but rather, self-manifestation of a non-existent reality.  Looking forward, looking back, then looking forward again – a vine, a noose a playground – swinging…cautious steps in crossing the street, looking forward, never forgetting to look back.  Reflections from the future, timeless traveling – from tomorrow, living in the best years today, yet feeling as if they are the worst.

 

Depression – a sensation that has contributed to creating the most beautiful forms of art throughout modern history.  A sensation that every human incurs, yet is never embraced.  An intricate unwanted portion of life, in its absence, we  would never truly know or have value.  An internal struggle that enhances endurance and mental stamina.  Uniquely triggered, and consequently uniquely resolved, unlike an ailment, internalized, masked, never to be seen by outsiders.

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Fiat currency, milled from the yet to develop leaves of a still young trunk – the Mastodon xylem tissue.  When the foundation is solid, the branches will spread, the leaves will come into their own, the fruit will blossom, eventually departing to create their own.  Then the soil will be nourishing, but the tree will not be as it once was from the beginning.

Unrealistically searching for a chemical solution, I found myself staring at empty bottles, consumed with locating the Djin – a spirit that could give me three wishes.

Yet never pondering what these wishes would be:

Aspirations for wealth?  Although I had never defined wealth.  Eternal life?  Yet I had never defined what form of life it would be, an existence in the scientific age: cloned, artificially birthed, alloy implanted? or Traditionally Timeless: books, poetry, art, sculptures or writing.  The latter, novels, chapters and pages, full with you…and them.

Perhaps the depression is rooted in the unknown, and being human, all is unknown, therefore the depression will never truly dissipate.  I find joy in the essence of those that contain my heart, under The Sun, shaded by The Tree.

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Robert Mondavi Vineyard – Napa Valley, California

King Block Dean (ElSinSey)

Hakushu Distillery – The Rising Sun Blinded Eyes

 

 

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The Lochness Monster crossed the Pacific, and arrived a the port gates of the empire with hunger in its eyes.  Desperate for the spices, minerals and resources that were being donated to the western world in minuscule quantities.   Metal scales accented by red, white and blue war paint, with cannons breathing fire – pure display of aggression.  The time for diplomacy with an uncivil beast had long past, like the Chinese Nian, it became restless, ready for blood.  The conquistadors’ inherited nature had resurfaced in the form of the final beast, the biggest fish, feeling entitled to all that dwells on this natural orb.

Culture versus culture, civilizations at odds – Samurai, Judo and Sumo an  with their primitively perfected arts couldn’t parallel the mystical sorcery that had been continuously improved through tribulations entrenched in passion for expansion rooted in war.  In recognition, the gates were opened and the world pillaged.

 

Creating 4-Rs to replace the 4-Ps of marketing.   Rearranging there approach, Reinventing their production process, Resting the sleeping giant, powered by Retribution were the drivers behind the economic progress of the 20th century.

In this, the land of the rising sun’s polarization of GDP occurred within 3 generations.  The intense burning of the red rising sun shone so bright it turned its surrounding inot white embers – blinding the world, humbly forcing its traditions and mechanical approach into every corner of the earth, now demanding respect and admiration from those that once threatened its very existence.

 

Targeting the interior of the beast, overtaking one organ at a time, industry after industry, allowing the shell to remain, yet making the circuitry and wiring and motherboard its own.

 

That Lochness, once hungry for the spices, minerals and resources, is now desperate to drink from the ambrosia that its own greed and tyranny created.

 

The land of the rising sun, from one perspective the far east, a new dawn – beginning.  From the opposition, the extreme west, the setting, dusk, evening – ending of an era.

 

Hakushu Distillery about 3 hours outside of Tokyo by train then 10 minutes by taxi….literally built in the middle of a forest at the base of a mountain that provides its water source.  Of the two Suntory, by far the best distillery in terms of mechanization, tours and environment.

King Block Dean (El.Sin.Say)

Yoichi Distillery – Final Trimester

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From the comfort of a warm tropical, humid climate, similar to the nurturing atmosphere a womb provides a fetus – a nomadic essence, transcending realms, departing from one tangible location to another, I departed through the tunnel of darkness, destined for terrior intelligence.

 

 

P1010325Exiting the final train of thought, an awakening of the senses in a brisk environment that must be rapidly adapted to enhance our ability to adapt and survive.  Helplessly carried and cradled – nestled in the bosom of a bus for what seemed and eternity. Barely able to focus my eyes through the haze of sterile humanity.

 

Untouched nature, coastal views opposite the golden coast of the pacific, parallel to the PCH prior to the migration of the stars, a time when things were still wild.  Drearily crawling from the bassinet, still in a state of shock and fatigue from the journey.  We found ourselves standing at the gates of our temporary nursery.

 

Our Journey to Yoichi Distillery – King Block Dean (El.Sin.Say)

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The Transit – Taiwan —> Tokyo —> Sapporo train —> bus —> distillery = 7,000 JPY