Frozen Sunshine is Kobayashi Maru’s eloquent description of a journey into facing mortality.
Along his way, he has the heightened observation that tear-cleansed lens of sorrow seems to give.
Silence in our society feels strange – like nakedness in public. What am I when I’m not speaking or listening but just being? It’s a prickly, impatient feeling for many of us – something that takes practice – something few of us do well. Even without the heavy content, silence just feels… uncomfortable. We’ve been conditioned to be in motion: doing and imparting and absorbing. The mind will not sit still.
Some people are poets who express our realities for us, Kobayashi is one.
Thank you.