Is Tokyo a city that is born not by circulation of life but by the repetition of copy and paste? The cook says that looking at the buildings in Tokyo upsets her. So does the toilet. She says that it is scary that excrement, which is decomposed by microorganisms and becomes nourishment of the soil when it returns there, disappear somewhere from the flush toilet in a moment without returning to the soil. From a dialogue with a mountain priest, Daizaburo Sakamoto in "Tokyo Paper for Culture" No. 15.
January 24 2017
from “Oriori no Kotoba” by Kiyokazu Washida, The Asahi Shimbun