I have recently read the manga "Soil" by Kaneko Atsushi and watched the jdrama by the same title. As it is often the case with me, in creating this piece of music I found elements of that story. One concept in particular reverberated insistently -- perhaps the central concept of the story: that of the foreign substance, or foreign organism -- in Japanese, "異物" (Ibutsu). The unfathomable, the unexplainable, that's the foreign substance. It is the fact that contradicts the theory we were trying to hypothesize -- the element that escapes our understanding and gently destroys our model of reality. And yet, it is an element of truth -- a fact. A moment of light in the dark cave. A delicate line between yin and yang.
Music, perhaps?
Delicate line between heaven and earth…
The calm of the ages,
all the world’s worth.
Such minuscule measure,
while we think it so grand…
Just five specks of smallness,
This soft quiet land.
So frail and so fleeting,
in the end you will see
Simple dreams were Horatio’s philosophy.
For all the truth,
all creation,
all secrets of yore
Can be told in an instant,
by then they’re no more.
Ah, The Unexplainable
All worries unsettled,
heartache unresolved…
All questions unanswered,
with death, shall be solved.
We already teeter,
this sheer cliff so high.
When we fall to corruption,
insecurities die.
To end is to start;
to surrender is to know.
Despair and depression,
together they grow.
Hope shall meet hopeless
when there’s nowhere to go.
(Thoughts on the precipice, poem by Fujimura Misao)