Today, I had my haircut. After all, I noticed that someone had signed on my hair, like a dog peeing on the field that it has walked, marking his existence. 

"Please don't." 

 I look at the mirror, see which part feels marked, and cut it off, rather sloppily.To think I paid 9000 yen for this haircut.  I fill myself with rage. Not to him but to humanity. How can it be that no one understands that owning things and loving things are two completely different ideas. 

And then I think. "It's all because of gravity." Yes, gravity. That's the cause of most human errors. The feeling of wanting to belong and the fear of something escaping you. So the world invented gravity. For us to stay on the ground. Pulling our two pretty legs. Marking everything they own, leaving their signature everywhere. 

The only vice of water is gravity.’Gravity itself is a vice. It can’t be avoided. 

 No wonder I was impressed by this line in the film "Blue is the warmest color" I sought to find the book by Ponge and found it in the library, but was instantly dismayed. All I could say is that he was a literary.

  Everyone is busy marking their existence. In sculpture, in poetry, in a haircut, in an ugly golden ballroom, you name it. 

 Last day, I showed a short film that I created with some children, and my niece asked me. "I know this is a drawing by my sister. How is it moving?"  I answered. "I asked god to move it around." My niece responds.  "I can see that. God can do all sorts of things. I won't be surprised if it turned my sister's painting to an animation." She gets it without a flinch. 

 "See what I can do too?" She suddenly stands up in a car. I asked god to give me two eyes and look how many eyes I got?" I answer, "Two" "Exactly." My niece says.