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I have read that “Behind every man now alive stand thirty ghosts”.

On the earth, approximately 100 billion people have appeared and disappeared.

They say that number is the same as the stars twinkling in the sky.

When you stand at a pedestrian scramble in New York, or on a valley in Arizona, they stand there without telling anything. They stand there sometimes in a shape of a cafe, sometimes a rock, or sometimes some kind of a machine.

When I feel their presence, a comfortable loneliness envelops me.

This is a type of communication that is beyond time and space.

In this country we call America, as well as in this small city I live in, we may be looking for the answer to what it means to “face loneliness” in this world existing inside a frame of the universe.

under the rocks are the words