I bought something on the internet a while ago.  I started to do internet shopping pretty often since I bought a new PC in January last year.  I also started using “Posuren” services, online DVD rental services.

  I changed the telecommunications services after my ADSL machine broke down, and the transmission speed improved from 1.5M to 47M.  By the way, we do not have optical telecommunication services in our residential area.

  What I bought a while ago was a ZOOM Q3HD handy video recorder with its accessory pack.  It was an impulse purchase.  I just happened to have an emotion that I wanted to distribute my video contents all of a sudden.

  I thought it a good idea to play the music on the piano, which I created myself, and to distribute it to the world, and I made up my mind to do so.  This idea made me feel really fun and raised my motivation.  I suppose that somebody in this whole world might get fond of my music and she/he might want to play it her/himself.

  According to a fortune telling, encounters are important this year and a powerful helper will appear before June this year.  So, I have to be in a hurry.  It seems that this person will help me open a new path in my life.

  Also, I’d like to start writing blog posts.  I would write at least one post every month.

  I will need to struggle with English, which I am not really good at, after I start distributing video contents.  A human kind can accomplish something only when she/he is forced to do that.  Especially me.

  The other day, I thought of composing a music after a long absence.  I felt really uneasy that I would die if I worked too hard on that.  I had a sense that composing was exhausting, really.  Though I am not feeling strong right now.

  When I was a teenager, I used to record and compose by improvising the piano.  Approximately only 3 minutes of good music could be recorded, with a state of selflessness, after playing for 60 minutes.  I was regarding myself as if I had been a “Ultra-man,” a TV hero character whose energy lasts only for 3 minutes on the earth.

  When I was a teenager, I had a feeling as if I was sinking deep into an abyssal while I was in a dark and lonesome mood; and I had a feeling as if I was flying in the upper sky while I was in a bright and rather manic mood.  My music reflected them.

  The image of the path to B does not exist on that continuation, but, instead, it is like climbing Mt. Everest.

  I tend to step back, with a feeling that I might die, or, in other words, I might not be able to live long.  I have a feeling that I should change my stance or image toward composing, or otherwise, something not good could occur.

  But anyway, I got in a mood to try to reach up to the 30% level, and it made me feel somehow energetic when I came to an idea to find somebody who might assist me to distribute video contents.

A metaphor of climbing Mt. Everest fits more in players than in composers.  A composing is a creation.  It is a mountain itself.

In any case, they have several things in common; they need sufficient training (practice), technique (study), mental power (in addition to physical power) and luck (divine aid).  They require plenty of stuff and money.  And, you cannot accomplish them alone.

Why don’t I go out, instead of staying inside forever.  It should be better off even if I became a prey to vultures than to fade out and be gone without any changes.

Before anything else, I just want to release my music out of a cage to let it spread its wings in the open sky.

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