Funai Domain
Funai Domain (府内藩, Funai-han) was a Japanese domain of the Edo period. It is associated with Bungo Province in present-day Ōita Prefecture on the island of Kyushu.
In the han system, Funai was a political and economic abstraction based on periodic cadastral surveys and projected agricultural yields. In other words, the domain was defined in terms of kokudaka, not land area. This was different from the feudalism of the West.
History
Funai had been the castle of the Ōtomo clan; however, Toyotomi confiscated it during the lordship of Ōtomo Yoshimune. In 1600, Takenaka Shigetoshi, the cousin of Takenaka Shigeharu (Hanbei), received Funai Castle, and land rated at 20,000 koku; he had switched sides during the Sekigahara Campaign to support Tokugawa Ieyasu. The domain was then given to Hineno Yoshiakira in 1634; however, as he died heirless, the domain was given to the Matsudaira (Ogyū) clan. The Matsudaira clan remained lords of Funai until the Meiji Restoration.
List of daimyo
The hereditary daimyo were head of the clan and head of the domain.
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Someone Is Knocking
by: Veni DomineIt's been one day or two
I can't really remember
Watching the world alone
Behind my iron curtain
Waiting for the silence
Protected, safe from violence
Through streets made of stone
Souls cry, dies beyond
Knowledge of the quest
Where grief comes to rest
Poor life spins the thread
Things remain unsaid
Despising my sorrow, this life I have chosen
In fear of what could be
Sometimes I'm aware
Of someone standing close to me
A presence, one caress
Who knows my loneliness
Someone is knocking on my door
Someone is knocking on my door
It's been one day or two
I can't really remember
In hope the masses rise
But who's the hand that guide them
Longing for reliance
This frightened soul of mine
Turns wistful in the sight of grace
The presence, the caress
Will make my heart confess
Someone is knocking on my door
Someone, a serpent from before
Yet someone, the lament for the poor
Just one, will rise and one will fall