Masao Abe
Masao Abe (阿部 正雄, Abe Masao, 1915 – September 10, 2006) was a Japanese Buddhist and professor in religious studies, who became well known for his work in Buddhist-Christian interfaith dialogue, which later included Judaism. He wrote also on the experience of Zen.
Life and career
Masao Abe was a Japanese academic in comparative religion (concluding as emeritus professor at Nara University), and a Buddhist philosopher. His mature views were developed within the Kyoto School of philosophy founded by Kitaro Nishida. Hence his interest in, and ability to compare and contrast, Buddhism and Christianity. "Since the death of D. T. Suzuki in 1966, Masao Abe has served as the main representative of Zen Buddhism in Europe and North America."
Training
Abe's father was a medical doctor, his mother a practitioner of Pure Land Jōdo Shinshū Buddhism, from whom his early faith in Amida Buddha. Born in Osaka, Abe was the third of six children. His higher education began at Osaka Municipal University, where he studied Economics and Law. For four years during the late 1930s he worked in a business office at a private trading company in neighboring Kobe. Yet Abe was seriously troubled by an ongoing personal crisis, which stemmed from the perceived conflict: rationality versus faith in the Amida of Pure Land Buddhism. This conflict he thought he could conclusively resolve in favor of faith through the study of philosophy, by which he could overcome objections posed by reason.
Juran Hisao
Jūran Hisao (久生十蘭, Hisao Jūran, 6 April 1902 – 6 October 1957) was the pen-name of a Japanese author of popular fiction in Shōwa period Japan. Hisao Jūran was a pioneer in the use of black humor in Japanese literature. His works reflect his extensive knowledge of a wide range of subjects, and displayed extraordinary skills, and range from mystery tales to humor, and both historical and contemporary settings. His real name was Masao Abe (阿部 正雄, Abe Masao).
Early life
Hisao was a native of Hakodate on the northern Japanese island of Hokkaidō. While working for the Hakodate branch of the Mainichi Shimbun newspaper, he wrote poetry and drama in his spare time.
In 1926, he moved to Tokyo, where he convinced the playwright, Kunio Kishida, to accept him as a student. In 1929, he went to Paris, France to study physics (specializing in optics, and at the same time, he was able to learn about the French theater from the actor-director, Charles Dullin.
Career
On returning to Japan, Hisao Jūran obtained a post as an assistant stage director with the New Tsukiji Theater. However, his interests were very broadly based, and he also contributed mystery stories to the magazine Shin Seinen ("New Youth"). His fiction included the dark detective story Kinrō ("Golden Wolf"), which was also the first time he adopted the pen-name of "Hisao Jūran". Several other works followed, and in 1936 he was offered the post of lecturer on the theory of theater at the Department of Literature at Meiji University. In 1937, he joined the Bungakuza theatre company organized by his mentor Kishida. He also began translating works of detective fiction by noted French authors (including Gaston Leroux) into Japanese. The extra income enabled him to purchase a summer home in the resort area of Karuizawa, Nagano.
Podcasts:
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by Masai Bey
Paper Mache
by: Masai Bey[Verse 1: Masai Bey]
Peace crumb! I bring to you good news
My equipment's at a minimum, on some of the beats
You will possibly hear what I could use
When I get it you are gonna need a miracle
How do you say, electrifying prominent
Verities, feasibly mentioned within a document
Wear some habits, outlive the cabbage
And if you ain't live fizz, how will you manage this?
It's a regular verbator on my side mount
But every era rap music is downgraded
Judged on some jam from some clown thus
I gotta come in, loving the first A-kid-it (?)
I only work this shift Per Diem
But it beats letting suckers walk free
Most brothers like the call of the gift
'Cause oh when I present it, on the buzzard it's a 3-M
They used to cite for fun?
Now he cite to keep creative energy mutated within everyone
The higher goal gives you a higher role
The changing of the spirit mends you, new, attire
You not the plain bagel anymore
Now you got all kind'a seeds
With or without cream cheese
Withering plants and planets slither to safety
Give me the large to mask the rap masonry
Black the trees, the highest you'll ever see, plus
To be initiated you'll impress me
You could get some luck, for a talent
Although I can't promise you that you will not suck
[Chorus 1: Masai Bey]
Come here B, let me tag the words
Of "Bey" in your grill
Every DJ's role-play is Moses per se
For you as a people
Y'all men could do the same thing
Document your name
[Verse 2: Masai Bey]
Here's a taste of what this music used to be
The voice of evidential mutiny
One take, 'punch-ins' don't exist
So you shouldn't plug up that four-track so damn quick
Me and the verse might get your jam herd
'Cause the beetle absorbed me and then burst
Isn't this what you wanna hear?
How fresh I am, rockin' rhymes, not cyber gear?
Some brothers pose like poles on a slave scroll
Convinced they name is on the pay-roll
My Moms'll tell you, the only thing made for me is music
I'm sorry you stink, yes I do smell you
One million writers tryin'a get the prize out the box first
Give it up
You will be destroyed 'fore them poor rich men, 'big it up'
The base of the style is buried
In the remould area of veteran's park. Go dig it up
80-Action. State troopers is A and E
Anyway, I am Masai Bey
For those who have never experienced my presence
Verses are a pleasure
My essence is an image of the most high measure
It's like tears when I speak in bars
The beat screamed my name
'Cause it knew me, fifteen years and more
Through Rick Deal, Porn-Equality Prince and Lord Ross Key
[Chorus 2: Masai Bey]
Come here B, let me tag the words
Of "Bey" in your grill
Every DJ's role-play is Moses per se
For you as a people
Y'all men could do the same thing
Document your name
[Verse 3: Masai Bey]
Creativity first-tide, with actual
Is probably the greatest stage for you to practise on
I'm a brick off the oldest block
Stationed in the category "Innovation Proportionary"
If I'm moving too slow for you, go around
As many channels as possible I'll show you
For example 'Energy 1'
It holds power for our musical instruments
Divine imminence
Beating every ripple away it was very useful
I've noticed the impact will usually triple
Of course an insanity cry is a short-cut
It is much more lazy than crazy
Such pedigree needs a true remedy
A perfect pennicaeia, how 'bout the grammar greeter?
Masai Bey: Name still the same
Contribute to the force, sleep, hail, rain
From seventy-eight dewing (?) upstairs from germane
To a budding writer who knew it
Your science-fiction selections get 'rada' chump
So the truth makes you look like a liar
[Chorus 3 x2: Masai Bey]
Come here B, let me tag the words
Of "Bey" in your grill
Every DJ's role-play is Moses per se
For you as a people
Y'all men could do the same thing