Love... Expression!!!!!!!

Cora Player & Drummer
" Wake Up, Africa...."


Poetry with own style !!

Singing with DK's drumming

First of all, I want to say,

Thank you, DK!!! You inspired me so much!!

In Accra, there is a one wonderful cafe.

DK started to organize the event for the any expression such as music, poetry, play and so on there.

The place is opend to anybody who wants to EXPRESS something.

That idea itself inspired me at first.

Some show thier play. ( My friend's Academy's sutudent played!)

Some read thier poem. ( DK, his friend,, )

Some play thier musc.( Drum, Guitar, I played the Ghanaian & Japanese traditional Instrument and we had a session. Cora player, Bamboo Fruit...etc. )

Some sing a song. ( DK and so many wonderful people sung a song. Acapela as well.)

Some introduce & read thier book. ( One lady wrote the book " The answer of 100 Questions form the children". One day I want to read my poem book!! )

Also, DK's poetry is very wonderful, I think

Sometimes his way might be difficult or too advance for some people.

But what he's saying is very very true, actually..

That's why

When he read this " The opposite of Love is the Indifferent ."

before I realized I clapped my hands. Cuz it's so true!

Also I know it's not easy to express your real feeling

in the front of people you don't know.

So I really respect his passion and courage.

He told people

He likes the state of relax, because his mind can be free by that sate.

And with that state he can express something very well.

When an audience is the state of tense, he tried to let them be relax.

Because he will catch the vibes that is tense. Each vibes is the spirit.

At that seme time he could lead himself to the state he likes quickly.

That process was really amayzing...

It's easy to say that, but I know it's not so easy to act exactly.

Then, his poetry was also beautiful.

It's hard to explain his style, cuz it contains so many essenses!

But he calls it SPOKEN WORD

Yeah, that is nice expression.

I've never seen that kind of style before. Very interesting.

Some might say that it's unusual.

Yeah, your unusual might be someone's usual,

your wrong might be someone's right, isn't it?

To express your honesty and reality...

what a big job is....!!!

I really like that kind of creative space.

Expression's space.

More many people express each other, more the vibes will deep.

I LOVE that moment !!!!

それから！！！！！！！！！！！！

And I really want to say THANK YOU

to my some of wonderful friends.

They have been projecting & publishing the free magazine in Tokyo.

I'm really proud of them turly.

The magagize is feauturing so many beuaiful artist.

They all are also expressing thierselves by thier life.

I really feel the full of respect for my friends and all of artists!

Besides, they gave me the space that I can express in that magazine.

How wonderful opportunity is...!!!!

Because the publishment of my poem was one of my dream.

I want to show the full of my gratitude for every one.

Thank you all....!!!!!

You can get the info about the magagize from here....

( Sorry it's in only Japnese language.But still you can enjoy!)

http://ug-mole.jugem.jp/

ここでお知らせするのが遅くなってしまいましたが

「ＭＯＬＥ」という　とっても とっても　素敵なフリーマガジンに

３号から、私の詩を載せてもらっています。

たくさんのアーティストたちの心がいっぱいに詰まっています。

想いの扉、開かれています。

是非、手にとってみてください。

配布場所はこちらから

　http://ug-mole.jugem.jp/

この場をも借りて　心から　ＭＯＬEメンバーに　

たくさんのアリガトウ　と

たくさんの愛を

ココロから。

これからもずっと　ずっと　よろしくね！！！！！！！

ＬＯＶＥ　ＥＸＰＲＥＳＳＩＯＮＳ　！！！！！

LAND ～土地～

I can't forget about her eyes.

The flag of Aboligini in Australia

The friend of my friend is amazing women.
This is the documentary film she made it.
It’s a REAL REVOLUTION.
http://www.ourgeneration.org.au/trailer
The wisdom of Aboligini in Australia is one of my most important spirit since 2007.
I want to support the film as much as possible.



Sustainable development?
Sustainable economic?

If you really consider about sustainable things,
there is only one answer.
It’s the wisdom of the Indigenous people in the world.
It’s the spirit of the Aboligini people.
Look how they are living together with the nature.
The area doesn’t matter.
We have same memories from ancient time.
Just we forgot our precious memories instead of capitalism and convenient life.

That’s why I’m following to their spirits.
It’s for you and me.


Land, Land, Land….
Why.
No matter where it is,
Always the roots of war is
The land.
In all ages and countries….

In fact, because of the land
My anti broke my father’s heart and she suspected him as a thief.
Some family sued their relative to the court….
Oh my God
What a sad story, Such a stupid story
What we are doing in this precious life which is only short time….
We don’t have a time to fight with our friends.
Please forgive us, God.
We human was really stupid so far…

In the spirit of the Indigenous people
Everyone is saying that
We human do never own the land.
The land our mother nature own us.

In the beautiful culture of the Indigenous people
You can see the memories you have forgotten
The culture and art is just awesome.
It wakes me up truly.

That’s why I’m following the spirit of the Indigenous people.

I’m not talking about only the human rights matter….

It’s just for you and me.
It’s just for the children in future generation.
That’s all. That’s all…..

Wake up.
Please wake up.


“ I have a body. And I have a shadow. The shadow is my culture.
…..The government mob is trying to eat my shadow. But they can not do it.”
– one Aborigini woman in Australia –




わたしの大事な友人のまた友人で本当に素晴らしい女性がいる。
彼女が運営する　ＯＵＲ　ＧＥＮＥＲＡＴＩＯＮ
は、人の人生を変えるほどのドキュメンタリーフィルムをつくった。
http://www.ourgeneration.org.au/trailer
もうすぐ公的に公開される。
まずはオーストラリアで。
心から、尊敬と感謝の気持ちを込めて、サポートしたいと思った。

それはアボリジニのお話。
私がオーストラリアで過ごした１年間に体験したアボリジニの精神。
それは私のずっと「逢いたかった」真実を私に与え
一生私の心に居続ける何かを深く深く刻みつけた。

どんな芸術も「自然の芸術」には誰もかなわないけれど

彼らの芸術や文化の美しさは　かぎりなくそれに近い　

とわたしは強く感じた

だから

わたしは　人権　とか　そういうことを難しく話す気など　全くなくて

ただ　この感動を伝えたい

生きててよかった　って思えるほどのものが　あるんだ。

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

持続可能な社会　とか　持続可能な開発　とか
聞きあきるほど聞いてきた
そりゃそれがいいにきまってる

それなら　本当にそのことを真剣に考えてるのなら
そっと聞いてほしい

先住民の精神や文化や知恵だけが
今の狂った世の中を救うたった一つの残された教え

だけど何故かその声はまだまだ遠くで響くのみで
人々の心には　今　一体どんな声が響いているのだろう


土地。
私の土地、家族の土地、私の敷地、私の畑、、、
なんで？
なんでいつの世も人は「土地」で争うの？

先住民はいっていたよ
わたしたちは決して大地を所有することはない
大地が私たちを所有しているのだ

事実
私の実家でも争いは、起きた。
本家を出た叔母様が、うちに養子にきて家業を一生かけて守り抜いた父を責め立てた。
わたしたちの土地を、もとは違う家系のあなたが横取りする気なのか。
他の家族でも似たようなことは起こっている。うちだけじゃない。
同じ兄弟が法で裁き合うような争いがあちらこちらで・・
なんてことだろう。
神さまほんとうにお許しください。
なんて悲しいことを人間たちはしているのだろう。
たった少しの時間しかない貴重な私たちの人生を
兄弟と争うことに使っている時間など、ないのに・・

土地とお金。土地とお金。土地とお金・・・・
天国にもっていけるもんなら、全部もっていったら？
火葬場で全部焼けちゃうのにね。

ああ。きっとそんなことよりももっと大切なことに
みんなが気がついて、守りあえる日が　必ず来ますように。

今こうして「生かされている」ことに感謝して
わたしはわたしにできることをしながら楽しんで生きるのみ。
ありがとう。

What is the most beautiful power you cane make?

I stopped walking because of the beautiful moment.
One evening before getting dark, From my home

Suddenly

I thought that

The most beautiful power human can make is

The power you feel you want to " PROTECT" or " CARE".

It's connected with the feeling of " SHARE" as well.

It's a

powerful prayer with deep compassion like the ocean.

突然に感じたのだった

人間が生み出せる最も美しいチカラって何だろう

「守りたい」

そんな感情なんだ　きっと

とても優しくて　とても強い・・　

「愛って楽しい？

　愛って嬉しい？

　愛って美しい？

　愛って悲しい・・・・・・」　ｂｙ　Ｃｈａra

　　　

5pm Sunday Rainy Afternoon

5:00pm, Sunday Raining Afternoon

The scent of raining
Makes my all of sense wake up
My favorite moment

The wind teach me that
A storm is coming soon
The sound
A door is making a noise
The leaf of Coconut tree at the garden
Is waving loudly
Like they want to tell me something

I sit down under the roof quietly
I listen to all of the sound and feel all of the scent
By my ears, my noses, my skin, my eyes
Thunder is moving very slowly toward here
From far away

Sweet vibration
The rain has not come yet
Only the wind is blowing strongly
I gazed into what they are doing
Suddenly my heart became to be
The state of ZERO

I played the Seperewah.
And he started sounding the drum.

I tried to make my inside became to be a sound
Through my body, my voice, my finger

Somehow I was scared of that at first…
It needed the enough courage to show my deep inside.

He was used to doing that.
Using his five sense, he read all of the moment.

The deep gratitude was flood into my heart.
I left my soul into this happiest moment slowly..

The rain started sounding softly.
We sung a song together like
We are melting with the sound of rain and the moist air

At 5pm, Sunday Rainy afternoon.




雨の香りが好きだ
これからくるであろう嵐の気配を
風が時おり強く吹き
教えてくれた

ドアが　開いては閉まる音がする
外にあるココナッツの葉が　何かを知らせるように
さざめいている

わたしは小さく屋根の下に座り
その音を聞き
その香を嗅ぐ
遠くで雷が鳴っている
ゆっくりとこちらにむかっているのであろう

この気配が好きだ
まだ雨は降っていない
風だけが強く吹き
木々が揺れている
それをじっと見つめ
なぜか　とても透明な気持ちになる

そして　わたしはセペレワを奏でた

彼は私にあわせるように　ゆっくりと
ドラムを叩き始めた

わたしは　わたしの奥にある何かを
わたしの体を通し　声を通し　指を通して
音にした
それは何故か　勇気がいった
少しこわくて
彼は私よりも慣れているのだろう
わたしの波動にあわせるように
その瞬間　瞬間を
全ての五感を使って　読み取っていた

わたしは　アリガトウ　と　静かに思い
その何ともいえない
幸福の瞬間に
身を　委ねた。


そして雨が降り始め
優しい雨音と　湿った空気と
混ざり合うようにして
わたしたちは　唄った

５ＰＭ、雨ふる午後の日曜日に。

Liar ~ 嘘つきは泥棒の始まり～

When I was a small child

My mother told me that

" As the proverb in Japan goes, Liar is a beginning of thief.

So, don't tell a lie for anyone. That is not good thing. Ok? "


I was grown up with the wisdom and I still believe in that.



The part of my given name means " truth ".

I've been living to be truly to meself.


What I most HATE is " telling a LIE".

To anyone, even to myself.



When someone I really trusted deceived me

My heart was totally broken.


For a while
I lost my words.



Why did you need to tell a lie to me......?



Do you remenber I said

Telling a pain truth is so much better than telling a lie for me.



I'm so sad
I'm so sad

I don't know how I should control my feeling

The pure friendship of my heart was deeply cut by the knife


Good memories are flashing back through my mind

It makes me suffer more and more

And i cry cry cry by alone


now I'm not sure who you are

Please tell me who you are

Where are your true heart




" Honesty is such a lonely word" - Billy Joel


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子どもの頃　母親に教えられた

「嘘つきはね、泥棒の始まりっていうのよ。
　だからね、嘘をつくことは悪いことなのよ」

そうやって私は育てられたし　今でもそれを信じている。


私の名前の「真」は　”真実”の真。

自分にだって　真である　ように今まで生きてきた


私の　一番　人間として軽蔑すること　は

嘘をつくこと　であった

すべての人々に対して　そして　自分自身に対して。





心の底から信じていた人に裏切られたとき

私のその心は完全に切り裂かれ


私は　しばらく　言葉を失った


なぜ　嘘をつかなければならなかったの

信じたくない気持ちと絶望が交差する

とても悲しいね　とても　とても　悲しいよ


どうやって　この心をコントロールすればいいのか

今はわからない




覚えているだろうか

「私にとってはね

　辛い真実を伝えられるほうが　よっぽど　嘘つきより　ましなの」

その意味を　あなたは　本当に理解していたのだろうか

わからない


たくさんの過ごした時間や笑顔が　脳裏によみがえり

それがまた余計に私を苦しめた

一人で泣いた



あなたが　どんな人なのか　もう　わからない

ねえ　教えてよ

一体あなたは　誰なの

本当のあなたは　どこにいるの

もう　なにも　みえないよ



ー　”正直”とは　なんて　孤独な言葉なのだろうー　By　Billy Joel