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A few warnings:

I thought I would start with a few warnings about myself and the things that I write. As I add things here, anyone who reads more than 2 entries to my journal will find that I am not really like most people. My views differ widely at time with the mainstream. It may not seem that way at first or perhaps with just that entry I am like you. But do not be fooled. We are not alike.



I am not the cool, "look how unique I am", different. Nor am I the angry, "I am different, shut the f*** up", different. I am not different for the sake of being different. In fact, I would love to be like the others. It would be cool to have friends and to be able to be a friend back. Even here on the Rave I do not blend in.



And please do not come to me and tell me that you can make me better. Don't think that because I talk to you that we are friends. And Do Not think that I will ever in any way trust you. I won't, I can't. I have lost the ability to trust. The ability to care is not far behind.



So some of the things that I write here in my rants may seem quite calous or uncaring. I may see humor in things that should be tragic. I may see beauty in things that are groutesque. I may be discussed at something that is awsome. This is just me and the twisted world in which I live.

Enough is Enough!



The foxes which infested the house and grounds of Major Counselor Yasumichi's old mansion were always making mischief, but since they never really did any harm Yasumichi let the matter pass. They got naughtier and naughtier as the years went by, though, until one day he angrily decided that enough was enough. Those foxes would have to go.



He announced a grand fox hunt to his household, for the next day. The servants were to bring bows and arrows, sticks, or whatever weapons they could devise, and flush out every last one. They would surround the house, and men would be posted not only on the garden wall but on the roof as well, and even in the space between the ceiling of the rooms and the roof. Every fox that showed itself would be killed.



Near dawn on the fateful day Yasumichi had a dream. A white-haired old man, looking rather like an aged menial, was kneeling under the tangerine tree in the garden, bowing respectfully to him.



"Who are you?" asked Yasumichi.



"Someone who has lived here in the mansion for many years, sir," the old man answered nervously. "My father lived here before me, sire, and by now I have many children and grandchildren. They get into a lot of mischief, I'm afraid, and I'm always after them to stop, but they never listen. And now, sir, you're understandably fed up with us. I gather that you're going to kill us all. But I just want you to know, sir, how sorry I am that this is our last night of life. Won't you pardon us, one more time? If we ever make trouble again, then of course you must act as you think best. But the young ones, sir -- I'm sure they'll understand when I explain to them why you're so upset. We'll do everything we can to protect you from now on, if only you'll forgive us, and we'll be sure to let you know when anything good is going to happen!"



The old man bowed again and Yasumichi awoke. When the sky had lightened, he got up and looked outside. Under the tangerine tree sat a hairless old fox which, and the sight of him, slunk under the house.



The perplexed Yasumichi gave up his fox hunt. There was no more troublesome mischief, and every happy event around the house was announced by a fox's sharp bark.



Timberwolf and ShadowFox. "The Kitsune Book." The Kitsune Page. 4 Sept 2007