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Page of Swords & The High Priestess, vol.10
No matter how much C. J. Raymond knocked on the door, Masato would not open it. So, C. J. Raymond called the apartment manager. When the caretaker rushed to the door, he opened it and rushed inside. C. J. Raymond's breakneck class screams echoed in the ears of the apartment manager and me, who were still in the hallway. He found Masato Shiraishi lying limp and unconscious on the floor. Of course, we called an ambulance immediately.
Masato attempted suicide by taking a large dose of sleeping pills. But he did not die. That is only natural. He was my soon-to-be husband, so if he died here, the story would have ended! There are probably various sleeping pills available, but it is almost impossible for a human being to take a lethal dose of the sleeping pills he took. It is only when combined with other methods that a person can kill himself/herself by taking sleeping pills. Nevertheless, his diet was so bad that the sleeping pills worked too much better than generally expected, and it was possible that he would have died as he expected. So, the doctor was very angry.
Before Masato woke up, C. J. Raymond told me a few things about Masato. Namely, he was severely abused by his classmates in elementary school, so he never developed a wholesome self-esteem. Hence, there is a side of him that seems to be in despair about life. On the other hand, he is a great Funk drummer and has a strong desire to succeed in that field. Even if he is now an FM radio DJ. It is said that C. J. Raymond takes Masato to spiritual workshops in the hope that the aspect of him that is bold enough to travel to the U. S. to dream of success in music will one day help him fight off his trauma. In other words, C. J. Raymond knew Masato was using sleeping pills and anti-anxiety medication when he could not sleep because of his trauma, so he panicked, knocked on the door and shouted.
Be sure to give Funky Drummer #1 Masa a chance to beat his cancer. Bring him back to New York! He's a very nice guy. From New York, I pray for a "Miracle" for him. THY WILL BE DONE. This is also Forgiveness.
It is going to be a trouble! But I surprisingly didn't think I had undertaken anything troublesome. Aha, what a hassle! Anyone put in this situation would probably think so. I knew almost nothing about him, and yet I had to spend a lot of time and money to go to Japan for him and help him overcome his terminal cancer.... But somehow, I felt it was my destiny. Very strangely, I knew that I was the only person in the world who could work with him, and I was happy about it. I felt strongly, strongly that I wanted to help him. So, I decided to have him experience my favorite therapy. When Masato finally woke up, I suggested that we stop in Hawaii before going to Japan. There is nothing like therapy swimming with dolphins!
He still looked distressed but agreed to my proposal. He then shared his memories of Hawaii.
When I was working for a construction company in Kyoto, I once went to Hawaii on a company retreat. At the time, I wanted to buy a record by a prewar steel guitar virtuoso named Sol Hoopii to take home, but they didn't sell it and I remember being shocked when none of the record store clerks knew who Sol Hoopii was. There is an import record shop in Kyoto called "JUNK SHOP" that has been in business since the 70's, and the people there know Sol Hoopii very well.
On the other hand, Hawaiian music has a unique tuning and playing technique called "Slack-key guitar," and its big star, Gabby Pahinui, was recommended everywhere in Hawaii.
Really, you must love music to the point of boredom!
After saying that, I went on to say something a little mean to him.
Are you really a dying person? What a scream! You seem so happy when you talk about music... I'll take care of you after you die. The good lawyers at "Nu-Era Pics" and I will take care of your everything. You don't have to worry about anything. So, don't die without telling me. Have you heard of "Crime Scene Cleaners"? It is very difficult to remove the smell from the room of a person who died alone, so it is very expensive. So, don't die without telling me. I'm angry with you.
Masato Shiraishi said he was sorry. And the next day he was discharged.
Now all that was left was to fly from John F. Kennedy International Airport to Honolulu. I asked Masato to carry as little as possible and minimize his luggage as much as possible. If you need something, I can buy it for you! I was only in New York on vacation, so I was not as prepared as I would be for an overseas trip. But I can buy what I need. That's how I explained my situation to you last time! If we need something, buy it! I congratulated myself on my efforts in business so far, congratulated my business partner Angie Kendall and our "Nu-Era Pics" staff for their hard work together, and thanked our clients. Thanks to them, money is not tight and I am able to generously spend money on this depressed, suicidal man's trip back home to Japan. With this in mind, I wanted to express my gratitude to Angie. On the other hand, I also knew it was time for me to leave "Nu-Era Pics". This journey would be my new beginning.... So, I called Angie from John F. Kennedy International Airport, thanked her, and told her that I was stepping down from the management of "Nu-Era Pics", although I would continue to own shares and be the reigning shareholder. Angie graciously agreed.
Oh, Angie Kendall, my dearest friend! I have known she has been in love with me for many years. I once told you about my first boyfriend, Barry Epstein. How many loves have I had since then? Actually, I have not been in love with anyone. I am sorry, LOL. I'm not lying, LOL.
I was preoccupied with business wars. After my visit to Madrid and my return trip to Billings, Montana, I was into vacation trips to various energy vortexes, sacred sites and spiritual places. Sedona, Plaza Blanca, El Santuario de Chimayo, Crestone, and of course, Mount Shasta. I visited Hawaii so many times and swam with dolphins that I didn't have time to fall in love. I saw so many people trying to attract a romantic soulmate using the "Law of Attraction" and wondered why I wasn't interested in attracting a male romantic partner. So, I briefly considered accepting Angie's feelings and falling in love with her. Maybe I am better suited for a same-sex partnership.... But Angie said I was supposed to be straight. She gave me the following message from the other end of the phone.
You said you were going to New York for vacation, and I told you what that trip of yours would be like with "The Celtic Cross Tarot Spread". Do you remember the result?
The "Wheel of Fortune" in the Major Arcana was in the near future position. You had the "Page of Swords" in the past position. You had the Major Arcana "The High Priestess" in the final result position after passing through the "Wheel of Fortune". And they were all Upright.
You are in a period of great transformation. So, I picked a supplementary card to learn more about the transformation. Then the "Two of Cups" came up. The Lover of Destiny is coming. You were laughing so hard, but then he appeared!
Angie was probably crying as she spoke. Because she sounded like she was crying. So, I wanted to say something kind to her, but I couldn't say anything. Because her words made me nervous. Masato Shiraishi is my Lover of Destiny?
I will tell you the rest of the story in the next issue. But first, let me quickly tell you what happened to my best friend, the wonderful Angie Kendall. She had a beautiful girlfriend the following year, and both Angie and her lover had a very happy West Coast style wedding, wearing Alexander McQUEEN wedding dresses. Of course, I came to the ceremony and sprinkled lots of rice on them.
Continued story :Marriage - Like a Criminal Couple in a Film Noir or Crime Films -
©Mitsuhiro Toda@Screenwriter Group Aquariusera
