Japanese people are flying fish grounded in this earth by a stick that goes through their bellies.
Barely anything is known about this case, about everything that led up to it.
When you're little all the news and chatter tend to reject soul as a concept;
some people go mad and kill others, some people get really sad and kill themselves,
some people become crazy apparently;
it's fully rejected that they just followed their souls,
which differs from the heart for it is infinite times bigger,
still they're much good rivals at sea.
I can feel a soul shining through;"Yanaka five-storied pagoda double-suicide arson case"
is my favorite Wikipedia title by far, nothing more needs to be said to feel an immediate bright connection,
it's something to daydream about constantly, not ponder, not wonder about,
it's no mystery once you can hear their voices working as a modem into your theta wave plane.
What beautiful story, verily, verily, dear reader, the purpose of my life
is to clear your head of everything you've known to feel everything you ever could,
you'll understand nothing if you question it, no, no,
it'll just make your head hurt