Today it was so warm that I could walk without wearing a coat. I even felt a little bit sweaty walking as usual. As I happened to meet my neighborhood when I was rambling around the pond near my house. She seemed to have been very surprised to know about my illness. Now that I do not have to make her wonder why I am at home in the daytime.
I sometimes think of the philosophers depicted in the Republic, the dialogue of Plato. They had to go back to the cave again out of which they went out. It would not have been necessarily for them to do so if it had not been their duty because they had reached the truth for which they had been pursuing. Nevertheless their duty is due to the necessity of telling the people that what they assumed to be true is not true at all but just a shadow of ideas and that they are pursing for such values as honor, social status, money and so on are just vanity. I thought when I happily crossed the great divide between death and life that I still had something to do in this life though unlike the philosophy in the Republic I had not acquired the truth at all.
I found the petals of camellia on the pond. The surface of the pond waved a little when the wind blew.
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