Kino no Tabi: The Beautiful World

‘The world is beautiful, therefore it is’

Usually I don’t watch anime that often, however I was told about this gem not recently but quite a while back by a girl I used to love.

The story is about a traveler called Kino, and her motorcycle (a talking motorcycle! how cool is that?), and their journies and many travels across the countries that they visit.

The fascinating bit about this anime, is how linked together each episode is. I’ve seen my fair share of anime, and I have to say, this is by far deeper in terms of plot than any other, in my opinion of course.

Other than Kino, and her bike Hermes, there’s a plethora of different characters to be expected, however don’t tread too much on those. The role of other characters is basically one that supports the main ones, nothing more, nothing less.

Engulfing yourself into this anime, you will feel a sense of deepness, and goosebumps sometimes. It’s a very remarkable anime in terms of parables and quotes, each representing a certain notion or aspect of the anime, or maybe a certain scene or episode in the smaller sense of things.

Be warned however; this anime can be very dark and ominous at times. We get to fall deep into humanity, and how atrocious, stupid, ruthless, etc we might be, also dressed with a drizzle of hopefulness that you can sense throughout experiencing the entirety of the anime.

All I can say is that this is an incredibly well done anime, in terms of animation, sound and atmosphere. It is overwhelmingly artistic, reflective, skin-crawling at times, and approaches a plethora of themes relating our human existence and life.

Circles

Round and round she goes.

I could hear the noise
coming from a near distance.

Frantic breathing,
sweat trickling down her forehead,
whirling and running
into a synchronous of perfection.

Hopes and fears,
and realizations of a life lost,
with nothing dear,
a hefty price and cost.

The screaming and the circles,
all what’s left now.

The only perfection she managed,
a soul abused and damaged,
was the spirals she forged as she wept,
the cries she shouted with neglect.

Last Call, #6

A new chapter is unfolding soon.

Damn.

Time flies by. In almost a month or so, I’ll be graduating from university. I swear I feel like the past three years were instant, an aberration, an anomaly in time and space.

All the greater plans are starting to unfold. So many hopes and dreams after this. I sure am waiting for the best.

It’s interesting having to think of it right now, how fruitful this whole experience was to me, and at the same time, I have this guttural feeling of how much it was a complete waste of time. I’m not sure whether to choose between any of the latter, maybe a bit of both. At this stage in my life, I sincerely believe that I didn’t accumulate enough knowledge. I used to always believe that getting an education was all about you know, getting ready for a job in the field you prefer in the future.

I’m realizing it’s a lot more than that. I grew as a person, and I had my ideas challenged, and ever changing, which is quite amazing considering the current state of academia, where any original or different ideas are being shut down. This is by far the biggest blessing in my opinion. Being told you can’t think that way, or you can’t adhere to a certain set of ideas, is the literal meaning of fascism, and with all the stories I’m hearing from friends, I am blessed indeed.
This upcoming month is destined to pass by quickly, and honestly, I can’t wait for it to be over, so I can start all over again.

Darkness

You never know what tomorrow holds.

The darkness on your face,
shines brightly,
and slowly evolves and grows,
into a glimmer
stuck in space.

All the light
and I can’t quite see it.
It goes past me,
with all its radiant might.

Run away with me tomorrow,
and jump into the darkness,
all away from the brights,
may it bestow on us
all what awaits,
awaits us tomorrow.