シ”フ”ラルタル吉田

사르마티아족은 스키타이족의 뒤를 이어 동유럽을 지배했던 유목민족으로 남자와 여자가 함께 싸우는 것으로 유명했음. 모든 여성은 전사였고 전투에서 한명 또는 세명의 적을 죽여야만 했는데 그걸 못하면 성인대접도 안해주고 결혼도 못했다고 함. 참고로 그리스로마신화에 나오는 "아마존"의 정체가 이 사르마티아족 여전사들이라는 게 현재 학계의 정설임.

アメリカ人男性が日本に遊びにくる時は画像のような正装でお願いします。 正装でない場合は入国を拒否しすぐに帰りの飛行機に乗ってもらう場合があるので注意してください。

I can see that view coming to light from the Japanese with just the little time i have had to get to know y'all. I also take no offense to it as people can only view things through the lenses of their culture and experiences in life as all people do. As it is only natural. Perhaps the understanding we westerners have about it is better explained as that of a parent and child. Dad said you can eat everything but this fruit. Because it is poisonous to the heart and mind. But you disobey and like any parent. Through disappointment you punish the child as what if that fruit could have killed your body. So it is more of a disappointed angry. An example is my dad always asked me before we did something thst would be scary for a child but nothing to am experienced and skilled person. do you love and trust me, son and know that i love you more than my life. My answer was always yes, dad. Then he would give me that talk or we would ride those white water waves like brave warriors in a manga charging into a battle even though they are unsure of their successs. But when i disobeyed him. His sad eyes of disappointment looked down at me sternly as he explained before giving any punishments. Yes son this was not about life or death this time. But next time you disobey me it very well could be. I am sorry it was so long. I do help it helps you to understand the way we see the whole adam and eve apple thing. Now your turn to tell me a shinto story about the "kami" and explain the wisdom within that story from a japanese person's point of view to where an american can understand. Blessings to you my friend.

@nugbonuggs @salu_monkey1 ありがとう、実は私もそう思っていたのです。 知恵がアダム達を傷つける可能性を考えて、心配から叱ったものであり、自分の言葉に逆らった怒りから出たものでは無かったのだろうと。 その考えがキリスト教徒から見て、さほどおかしいものではないのですね。よかった

キリスト教を禁止されていた安土桃山時代から「アダムとイブのバッドエンド辛い……🥺　この聖書を救いたい！！😄」ってアダムとイブハッピーエンド二次創作を書いていた民族だ 面構えが違う

心理学者の河合隼雄さん。日本のこの魔改造の話を欧米人にしたら感激されたんですって。 『我々は長年、原罪に苦しんできた。それが許されたらどれだけ楽か』と。 クリスチャンにとって、原罪というのはこれほど強いのかと驚いたとか

@rukiseno_rio @Haruhata547313 @salu_monkey1 ね。驚きですよね 果物を齧ったぐらいで怒るわけないじゃない。 まぁ、知恵という劇薬含んだ果実だったので、怒ったというより心配からきつい声が出ただけだと思うんですけどね。 そういう解釈はダメなのでしょうね……

@pl5ba @Haruhata547313 @salu_monkey1 逆に本筋のキリスト教そうじゃないんですね

@nugbonuggs @salu_monkey1 おそらく日本の文化から見ると原罪は、 『子供が勝手に果物を食べただけで怒る寛容な神などいるものか』になったんでしょう。 『こんなやつより、うちの神様の方が立派だし心広いわ』と、原罪というシステムそのものが、神を矮小化してしまった。 それに対する解決法なのかもしれません

@pl5ba @salu_monkey1 The concept of orginal sin. Means the first sin commited. But the phrase original sin does seem to take a life of its own and makes it sound so much more worse. But when one considers sin just means disobediance the mystery seems fade away.

@M_hiryu @salu_monkey1 イメージするキリスト教に一番近いのは、この物語なんですよね。私にとって。

@pl5ba @salu_monkey1 これには『じゆすへる様』も苦笑いするしかないですね。 と言うか、むしろこっちの方が優しい世界･･･。

@salu_monkey1 死ぬほど可愛いし暖かい話ので、ぜひ知って欲しい いや、本当は真面目な話だし、真摯な祈りの物語なのだけど

@salu_monkey1 たしか、一部の隠れキリシタンでは、原罪は無かったことになってましたね 『楽園から追放してないよ？お前らが帰り方忘れただけで。原罪？ないない』みたいな、ちょっとフランクに表現しすぎてますがそんな感じで、開国後無事異端認定されたそうです まぁ、でしょうねとしか

@ykkr_iaho0923 私も潜伏キリシタンに関する民俗学の論文で知ったんですよ。 地域の古老を一人一人訪ね、その内容をまとめた感じでした。 潜伏キリシタンの多くは開国後カトリックになりましたが、一部の人は自分たちの伝統を維持した。 それが途絶えていく時期になり、語ることで内容を残そうと判断されたようです

私の地元が隠れキリシタン有名な土地なんだけど、歴史資料館にはそういうの書いてない、でも実際の話はそうだったと聞く、でもそういうアカデミックなところには展示しない。 何か都合が悪いのかなって思っちゃうよね。

神道側の人間なので余計にそう思うのかもですが、神道の持つこの、独特で暖かな解釈や受容が、私はとても好きなのです。

しかも、割とちゃんと成立していたようで、全く知らないはずの験者がキリスト教について語った内容も伝わっていたりします。 時代の流れの中で、最初は宣教師だった人が徐々に稲荷とか水天とか金比羅さんとかに変わってくるんですよ。 当時向こうは異端審問真っ盛りでしたから、代打だったのかな

これ、実は伝承形態も面白くて キリスト教って最初、仏教と間違われたんです。だから専門用語のほとんどを翻訳せずラテン読みで伝道することにした でも途中で、バテレン追放令が出てしまった。 結果、発音すらまともにできない謎の経典の簡略化バージョンしか、信者の手元に残らなかったんです

@Haruhata547313 @salu_monkey1 「ちょっと怒ったからって飛び出していったはいいが、外の生活は大変だった？仕方ないなぁ、帰っておいで。 なに？道を忘れた？ じゃあ、息子に地上に降りて道教えるよう頼んどくから。彼の言葉をよく聞いてちゃんと楽園に帰ってくるんだよ」 日本はこう言う解釈しちゃうよなぁが全て詰まってますよね

@pl5ba @salu_monkey1 >お前らが帰り方忘れただけで 上手く言えないが極めて日本人的な発想だと思う

My father never came to a single thing I invited him to. Not my primary school graduation. Not my secondary school prize giving where I collected 3 awards and kept looking at the gate. Not my university matriculation. Not the ceremony when I got called to bar in 2012. I'd send him the date weeks in advance and he'd say I'll try and that was always the full sentence. I'll try. No follow up. No explanation after. My mother would sit in his place and clap loud enough for 2 people. I stopped inviting him after the bar call. Not from anger. Some people love you completely and still cannot show up and after a while you stop making them feel guilty about it. He was not a bad man. I want to be clear about that. He was a mechanic in Mushin for 35 years. Worked 6 days a week. Sent every one of us to school. Never raised his hand. Never left. The lights stayed on and the rent was paid and there was always food and he did all of it quietly without asking to be celebrated. He just could not sit in a plastic chair and watch something. I accepted that and moved on. Last year I bought my first property. A flat in Ojodu. Took 9 years of saving and 2 years of paperwork and a lawyer who nearly finished me. When the keys finally came I sat in the empty flat on the floor for an hour just breathing. I called my mother first. She screamed. My sister cried. I didn't call my father. 3 days later he called me. Said he heard about the flat from my mother. Said he wanted to come and see it. I didn't know what to do with that so I just said okay. Gave him the address. Figured he'd say I'll try and we'd never speak of it again. He showed up on Saturday at 9am. Stood at the door in his good agbada. The one he only wears for serious things. Holding a small nylon bag. I let him in and he walked through every room without speaking. Not quickly. Slowly. Like he was counting something. He checked the pipes under the kitchen sink. Knocked on the walls. Opened and closed the windows twice each. Looked at the ceiling in every room the way only a man who has fixed things his whole life looks at ceilings. Then he came and stood in the sitting room and looked at me. Said the pipework is good. Said the windows seal properly. Said whoever built this knew what they were doing. I nodded. Long silence. Then he opened the nylon bag. Inside was a small framed photo. Me at maybe 7 years old sitting on the bonnet of an old car in his workshop. Grinning. Both legs swinging. He's standing beside me with his hand on my shoulder looking at something outside the frame. I remember that day. I had gone to the workshop after school and he let me sit there while he worked and gave me a Fanta and put a Michael Jackson cassette on the small radio. I didn't know anyone had taken a photo. He said he kept it on his workshop table for 22 years. Said he wanted me to have something for the new place. I held that frame and stood very still. He said he knew he missed things. Said he was not good at the sitting and watching. That crowds made something in him go wrong in a way he never knew how to explain. Then he said the flat was good and he was proud and he asked if there was anything in the kitchen because he hadn't eaten. I laughed. Made him eggs and bread while he sat at my kitchen table in his good agbada like he owned the place. We ate and he told me about a car he was working on. I told him about a case that was giving me trouble. Normal conversation. The kind we should have been having for years. He left at 1pm. At the door he gripped my shoulder the same way he did in that photo. Didn't say anything. Didn't need to. The photo is on my sitting room wall now. First thing I hung in the whole flat. Some fathers cannot sit in the plastic chair. But mine drove to Ojodu in his good agbada on a Saturday morning with a 22 year old photograph in a nylon bag. That was his standing ovation. I just didn't know to look for it in that shape.

これは正しい。なにが教養であるかは社会が規定する。その社会において正しく高度に振る舞うための知識を人は教養と呼ぶ タフに12時間もかけて肉を焼き客に振る舞う行動が教養と呼ばれてもなんの不思議もない

アレだけの見事な料理を仕上げて客を満足させる行為が反復性を伴った方法論として確立され、精神性や哲学を伴い何世代にも渡って継承されて練磨され続けてるのなら… アメリカンBBQを巡る文化を「教養」といっても差し支えないとワタシは思う

日本の皆さんへ🇯🇵 ナイジェリア、イボーランドの湿地帯には、今でも恐ろしい水の精霊のマスク舞踏が存在しています🌊👹 この精霊は「スワンプ・スピリット」と呼ばれ、年に一度、あるいは二年に一度しか姿を現しません。霧が立ち込める湿地の奥深くから、泥や藻に覆われた全身でゆっくり水面から現れます。 その姿は見る者を凍りつかせるほど不気味で、マスクは水面の光を反射し、目の奥には冷たい光が宿っています。村人たちは遠くから見守るだけで、決して近づきません。なぜなら、精霊を怒らせると水の中に引き込まれると言い伝えられているからです。 伝承によると、この精霊は湿地の守護者であり、村に災いが迫ったときだけ現れます。泥まみれで恐ろしい姿とは裏腹に、精霊は村を守るために出現するのです。 現代でも、この伝統は生き続けており、長老たちは慎重に儀式を行います。水面から現れる瞬間は、恐怖と畏敬の念を同時に呼び起こす、ナイジェリアの神秘そのものです。 皆さんの国や地域でも、こうした精霊や守護の文化はありますか？