Conversations of Imagination that seem 'Berabo'
Today I used an illustration by katiko Thank you as always.
Hello!
I am enjoying watching the NHK Taiga drama "Berabo" every week. While there have been some unsettling developments lately, such as the passing of the Tokugawa heir last week and Hiraga Gennai this week, I am finding other parts of it very enjoyable.
That is... the "conversations" between Tsutaju and the people around him.
It may be because Tsutaju deals in books, but...
The way they converse using their imagination is truly fascinating.
For example, the words Tsutaju said to the courtesan Segawa before she left to be redeemed by Toriyama Kengyo.
I want to make this Yoshiwara a place where the women who come here are glad they did. (Omitted) Wasn't that the dream we both shared? (Omitted)
I have no intention of waking up from this dream, not even by a hair's breadth!
When Kengyo was arrested on suspicion of profiteering and Segawa returned to Yoshiwara, Tsutaju invited her to run a bookstore with him. These were Tsutaju's words when Segawa replied that she didn't know what her future held.
If you don't know, why not just think about fun things?
Segawa, having been divorced by Kengyo. It becomes a story about Segawa writing her own book, and she tells this story.
Kengyo was the turtle from the Dragon Palace. He turned into a turtle and took me to the Dragon Palace. Now that the time has come, I am returning to my lover (Tsutaju). It is better to have gratitude than resentment for the cycle of karma.
Thank you for the great performance, Hayato Ichihara.
There are many other lines where imagination is at work in everyday conversation. Every time that happens, I am struck by it.
I think it would be naive to talk about the entire Edo period based on this one drama, but I wonder if the people of the Edo period had conversations like this from books? If imagination is used in everyday conversation, I think that imagination will continue to grow and expand.
And, as I was writing this, I realized something. I suddenly reflected on my own conversations.
Am I not lightly dismissing the imagination of others (especially those close to me) in the name of "joking"?
The other person is sharing their imagination because they trust me, yet am I not failing to respect their imagination, judging them only with my own knowledge, and "processing" them easily with "What's that?" or "Huh?" to end the conversation?
In the first place, am I just receiving and passing on information without using my "imagination"?
I don't mind being laughed at, but these days I feel that I must cherish imagination.
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Today's article was written after reading this post by Kirin [Book Kirin-ya], which reminded me of Tsutaju's imagination.
Thank you, Kirin-san.
Thank you for reading this far.
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