Yamazaki Distillery – Social Engineering

Without the proper hierarchy intact, we were lawless, unguided spirits with heart and courage unmatched.  No restrictions on a shogun with the exception of the honor of samurai guidelines, left to our own free will under a puppet leadership, a dangerous concoction.

We knew the life and this was it.  Born into a preexisting feudal system known as life, although thought to be free, we didn’t realize that we were caged and physically isolated on an island, topped off by a glass ceiling.  I thought that this was it, everywhere was the same, all neighborhoods were the same, all childhoods were equal – same thing, various places, only difference was the location.

Although the cage was not ours, we fought outsiders to preserve our enclave’s image and way of life.  With an erection of battle ships at our borders, combined with governmental resources being handed down in minuscule amounts, sacrificial offerings atop of ziggurats geared towards appeasing.  Polytheistic survival strategies for the scraps that were donated to us from deities in the natural world.

Praying – perverted vocal hymns, misdirected meditation with the absence of action, or perhaps the implementation of the passive action of praying, the drums were stripped, the rhythm stopped and paralysis set itself upon the movement.    The fists were strong, yet all efforts to preserve land that was stolen were sabotaged – gentrification was inevitable – trick or treaties.

Some went against the grain, trying to enhance their physical abilities, attempting beautification in the fashion of a peacock, flaunting, attraction, deception, and aspirations to fly through the jungles untouched.  Resistance from both sides of the fence, against those that expanded their mental capabilities, skepticism of intent.  SWOT assessment, permitted to assimilate into the mainstream, becoming part of the herd, abandoning the ideology of infiltration, but never fully accepted by the aggressors.

Isolated where the gutters collect what they can from the dirt, the curb, the corner.  The corner of the city named in its native tongue “the angels” where outsiders perceive a positive connotation, overlooking the fact that light bearer also maintained this title.  Therefore, there must be preference…preference for some to receive disparate treatment.

We were sick, yet never diagnosed – a mutation was injected into our genealogy that were designed to  be vaccines, preventing our uncivil ways from once again manifesting themselves.  Hellen Keller was fortunate, she had Anne Sullivan, however we have no voice to be heard, no sympathizers, nor eyes to behold the systematic illnesses that were forced upon us.

The result – unable to trust those closest to us in proximity, therefore subsequently unable to trust those from afar in which in a place where we were constructed.  Respect, earned through tribulation.  Tribulation determined by hardship, hardship determined by economic status.  A unique bond for love, grounded  love through respect.  Never forget that we were genetically engineered to be superior before modern stem cell and DNA experiments, our current existence is testament to their success.

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IG – King Block Dean

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Miyagikyo Distillery – Domestic Violence

 

Reared in a house of excessive alcohol consumption that eventually turned to cocaine, prompted from depression and lack of confidence derived from a world that was destined to have us in servitude.  Opposition to the aggressors – defenders of the kingdom in Chess, melanin encoded in genes , extra terrestrials, solar powered by the sun, yet blinded – living in the dark – carbon, neutrons and protons God’s number that has been perverted.

 

Gazing at the stars, Milky way dreams deferred, finding inspiration for artistic work in the lowliest of places, intently listening to the street: ghettos, bars, captivated by the stories of gangsters and prostitutes, gravitational pull, eventually being transported to a new galaxy through a portal similar to a star losing its energy and eventual luster in a black hole.

The astronaut that ventured well beyond the countryside, and in avertedly brought the darkness home to where he rests.  An alien that became a functional chameleon, unrecognizable to the residents of his castle after ascending from the lair where the bottom dwellers feel confident.

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A liquid that metamorphosed  Mr. Hyde into the Dr. – spirits that caused the household to become petrified, scattering at night, only to reconvene during his height of his hibernation.  Outbursts that were short sighted:  foaming of the mouth, protruding veins, sewage drain scented, the howl of the beast, the destruction of matter, irrational jibberish….Generational, long lasting implications in the offspring:  isolation, loss of confidence, bed wetting, internalized anger, thoughts of suicide….symptoms of mental abuse.

 

Self preservation led to premature ejecting from the nest, becoming his own explorer, venturing as far as the national border would carry him.  After years of circumventing and evading confrontation, he was on his own accord in the wilderness.  Physically removed, transporting transmitted demons that have mutated within his own being – S. Weaver.

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Tolerance was built, however prolonged exposure to highly rectified spirits allowed these spirits to manifest themselves.  In the dream realm, suppression of past events and experiences would become reflective reality, and I was forced to confront them.  Intrinsic explorations that led to revelations, unrecognized internal bleeding from the heart – a black hole with no surgeon.

 

 

Joint ventures, business proposals, arranged marriages, learn and leave – a process repeated and transplanted from coast to coast to country to country that assisted in the evolutionary process.  Prior to the magnetic junction of polar cells – cold attraction, hot lubricated friction and sparks… a big bang producing universal life.

 

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Self restraint within the psyche altered the genealogy, creating an antibody in the system that has overridden the primitive urges – mind over matter.  However, being exposed to elements of various geographic locations, pollen, dust and living organisms have become a trigger for violent allergic reactions.

 

 

An igloo of ice, encasing a warm heart with menstrual blood bringing homoeostasis well below 96 degrees.  The room temperature varies with mood swings, the elevation of a child whose legs swing to and fro, adrenaline at the highest points, and fear at the lowest.  The lowest are points in new galaxies through portals similar to a star losing its energy and eventual luster in a black hole.

 

 

Returning to the essence of energy for the purpose of detoxification similar to a plant converting rays through the processing photosynthesis converting fumes to breathable gas.  Maturation, attempting to return to my rectified universal format, a composite of star dust – 6 neutrons, 6 protons and 6 electrons.

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King Block Dean

(El.Sin.Say)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Kavalan Distillery – From Ancestry to Descendant

 

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Their immediate ancestry is rooted in ground that is composed of varied soil content; the concrete granite of Los Angeles, nestled in the alluvial plains of California and the developing nature of volcanic schist which erects Taiwan.  Limestone bedrock that was once used to make the Giza pyramids glisten in the desert sun – the foundation for commonality extracted from the motherland.

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Concluding two years of academia in the mainland, this inebriated nomadic warrior’s spirit began to reemerge – the Djin – pure essence.  Magnetic north moved, drawn south, echoing the footsteps illustrated by a mystical nymph.  Luminously stimulating my physical organs while radiantly arousing my mental capacities, blinding light, stumbling upon Formosa – the Beautiful Island, a remote destination refrained from foreign eyes.

An expedition with the bare essentials that rapidly turned into a semi-permanent relocation.  Yilan; paralleling Toby, stripped of its tribal name and land to be labeled new – Kavalan.  Ravished by the outside world, limbs broken, weak and dangling in the wind, conjuring all of its strength to remain attached to the trunk that is rooted in the soil of its heritage- remnants of being whole and uncorrupted, the  identity of its former self.

Skepticism pegged to mutual understanding.  Adoption fixed exchanged between patience and intention.  Eventually paralleling the creator – mitosis, cell replication, becoming timeless creating new generations, DNA variations and mutations – a new race of aboriginals.  Queens understand their birthrights and attachment to the land, the earth and its entirety.

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1st and 2nd Kavalan Distillery Tour with my young Queens

 

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.

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Final Trimester – Yoichi Distillery

 

 

 

 

 

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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.

 

Exiting 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.

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 King Block Dean (El.Sin.Say)

– Nikka / Yoichi Distillery (Sapporo) 2016

 

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