BINDER
Compose
Peace and Evil
I cannot believe that there is no more pure air and silence in the world. I am in a pure place, and I am not alluding to the temple I just visited, the Ginkakuji.
I am on the Philosopher's Path. Three old men exchange information about their walk, pairs of girls chirp as they stroll along the bank of the stream, some schoolgirls hum mysterious tunes.
It seems absurd that these very Japanese were able to accept and practice war! Even more absurd that they were its undisputed protagonists....