Philosophical poems lectured by Toshiyuki Namai, author
Time creeps on silently.
Civilization marches on, can I say, civilization marches on silently or noisily.
To think of noise,
Noise is different from sound.
What Ⅰ am talking about is that I'd like you to delicately feel profundity of sound.
For you to be rich in your heart,
You need to be sensitive enough to have appreciate the beauty of the sound.
Human life is transient.
Do you substantially feel how you are happy to experience the beauty of the sound.
Through experiencing sound, you find the entrance to enter.
Are you dominated by noises here in this rotten society?
Otherwise, you are, as a person beautiful enough to express the real beauty
of so many things actually you can experience here in this society?
[Lectures of a sense of transitoriness]
[Lecture-1] The essence of a life given deriving from a sense of transitoriness