The hill was gentle, and the beauty of the forest leaves shining in the sun was radiated, but many people visited by the wind, and the trees were completely ruined.

There were people who reclaimed the land that was once a long wasteland, and even if it became a war, the land was not devastated, but because people wanted to visit it at that time just for sightseeing, they made a terrible difference between the land that was not visited by people at all.

The wind now also carries a variety of extra things.
The wind blowing from the north crosses the mountains and descends the hills gradually becoming gentle, turning into hot air, further raising the water vapor, and bringing down concentrated wealth.

However, if it also calms down, it will gradually carry only a pleasant wind to a peaceful skin.
However, if people tell each other that "there is a good place", a large number of people rush in at once, and if the weather is good, the scene at that time is known to the world on a mobile device. Radio waves flew here and there, and the memory of the wind is not only the memory of the road passed by the wind blowing, but also the radio waves from the terminal used by many people before reaching there, and the carbon dioxide brought by people gathering together, along with the stagnation of air emitted by their voices, the wind came to carry.

The wind carries the reaction from the natural earth, but it also carries the various effects on the atmosphere brought by artificial equipment made by people, and also carries the reaction from the natural man-made that is occurring here, and the stagnant air brought by the noisy voices of people and the weight of people's bodies gathered together.

The deer, the bear, the raccoon, the masked palm civet, and the wolf are also danced by all these changes, and they go down to the village for food, and they vandalize the eaves of the houses.

If the smoke that the facility where the forestry people stay rises drifts in the sky, it carries information not in the sky that has flown up to then to the incoming birds, and changes the direction of the birds at once.

The wind does not die.
Just the particles drift forever in synchronism, and even if they calm down, they also gather together and make strong winds, and it also hits something and shatters and scatters.
Still, all of them do not die.
The wind remembers every scene, every natural situation, every particle in the air from time to time.

It is not in a way that people are concerned with the meaning of what has happened there at once, but it is only remembered.
The memory of the wind is preserved and passed down in the way of the wind itself, without being erased by other things.

No matter what happens between people and the world, the wind does not react to that one by one. You don't enjoy it, you don't mock it.
Only the wind always passes somewhere, and only goes to somewhere.

By riding on that movement toward that mere tube, only the memory that is acquired is preserved forever and touches us.

When one dies, will he become one of the winds and come into contact with those who are alive at the time, and with all others?
I don't know that.
But if a person dies, it becomes the wind that does not die forever, what can be so sad?
What makes you so pessimistic?

People cannot become the wind while they are alive.
But if you die, you may only be able to become the wind.
No one will know that by themselves.
But what I don't know is that it only seems to overlap a little with the feeling of the wind that dies and becomes the wind.

Hello, wind. You may be someone who once lived on this earth, and if you think so, there is no one alone at all.

Let's listen to the wind.
If you carry only the memories that have passed, do not speak anything, do not feel, do not say that it is painful, you will make my troubles very small.
And it's not that bad.
That's why we should always touch everything only from the memory of the wind.
Tomorrow, I want to ask you about it again, touching your skin.
(Continued)

Aug.28th.    2018