“Good morning Mr. Student, I’m very happy to be with you. Do not worry, I’m not a fish who complains,’ the fish says whilst the student briskly pedals home. It’s nice to make the acquaintance of a human being. You are extraordinary beings; you are almost the masters of the universe. Unfortunately you are not always peaceful, I would like to live in a peaceful world where everyone loves one another and even fish and humans shake hands. Oh it’s so nice to see the sunset, I like it ever so much,’ the fish becomes emotional and jumps in the cellophane bag inside the basket. I can hear the sound of a stream… I love the sound of streams, it reminds me something from my childhood.”*
I am pretty sure I forgot someone, something. No, I cannot recall anything… Almost as there would be a buffer on the way protecting me from remembering. What is this overwhelming feeling of the warmth, says fish from the oven, it reminds me of something, yet, I cannot recall…almost like
*(I have boorowed form Franco Berardi, the same book as tprevious page, who have borrowed it from Yusuke Sakamoto’s animation Yakizakana no Uta - A Song of Horse Mackerel)
