Lotus-Eating Japan

<p>Japan—the exotic Far East. </p><p>My experience is not anymore unique. It is a story to be told a warning to others a chapter of reality rarely uncovered. How did I end up here? I find it difficult to fathom. Perhaps working back through the recent course of events may clarify the bewilderment remaining. </p><p>This is not a love song. </p><p>What sucked me in? </p><p>What pulled me tight? </p><p>What trapped my mind believing that this was right? </p><p>An escape my way out—how delicious it tasted. </p><p>How susceptible was my spirit to the conundrum awaiting? </p><p>When at the tipping point our reactions become irrational our perspective warped and twisted the filter will be coated with rose-colored tint. This is a world where interplanetary connections network indiscriminately preying on the frailty of systems. </p><p>What we will discover is yet to be revealed by not pursuing this notion have we failed to really live? </p><p>Who is this man I hardly know?</p>