We Close Our Eyes

By Michael Gakuran | | Journal | Leave a comment |

^…Oingo Boingo reference. Just ignore that if you have no idea who they are. Right, that’s still all of you then ^_^;.

In any case, I figured I’d better start this, lest the world turns around again ^_^;. I don’t know how long it’ll be until my next post as I’ve not been great at updating the site in recent times. But don’t fret! I’m still around online. You can still hear about Michael Gakuran’s precious little life on various social platforms… Most notably Instagram for the moment. In another 10 years? Who knows. Probably AGI will have replaced the Internet and people won’t need to visit websites or read blog posts. I imagine our new sentient overlords will grow on me. Anyway, I’d better come off and go to bed already, before the dawn of my Tokyo apartment is broken by a symphony of birds.

Oh, and if you decide to reply, could ya tell me who you are ^^;. I’m sure some of you go way back, to the birth of this blog on Livejournal, and I may have forgotten you.

Later then.


P.S. If it wasn’t clear, this is a an anniversary post, mirroring my first ever web-log all those years ago… The world has turned around twenty times since I began sending my thoughts out into the cacophony of the internet.

I hope to still be around in another twenty years, writing about the Great Adventure of Life online, publishing pictures, videos and creative content. I’m officially a grandfathered human after all. This site pre-dates AI-generated content, and you can rest-assured it will always remain that way.

P.P.S. We Close Our Eyes. I don’t know what it is about this Oingo Boingo song, but it grows on me more every year. I feel like it’s becoming my life anthem or something. Just now I was riding back from the office on my motorcycle at 4:30am, having just quit my job*, singing it at the top of my lungs with tears forming in my eyes. It’s such a powerful song. Melodic. Bouncy. Soulful. Philosophical. Poignant. Stoic. Hopeful.

I think it’s the song I’ll have played at my funeral.

The 1988 Boingo Alive version hits me the hardest, with the 1995 Farewell live album version coming a close second. Please have a listen:

*Technically I wrote this post on 1st December and backdated it :P.

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