The inhabitant lives in a sphere and uses what you give it to create things. Usually a grumpy inhabitant, the brain works its hardest to remain in high spirits. A day may start with the wake of trumpet calls, a roar of a lion. A crow may sit outside gingerly griping the railing of your balcony with its feet. This crow whispers to you that it’s time to open your eyes and begin the day. You wait a little longer. Can you wait a little longer? These animals, these instruments could be real or figments of a hazy imagination fresh from dreamworld. Either way our question remains the same, can you really wait to start the day? Everything, real or imaginary is telling you to begin. All the inhabitant wants to do is sleep, to turn the voices off. Internal, external the small but seemingly irrefutable noise of a cell phone preforming its duty. It’s all a bother to the inhabitant, you can’t turn it off like you once could. Make it all go quiet that seems to be what the inhabitant wants but that grumpy old fellow isn't the one in charge around here that’s you.
Has it ever been possible to turn off all of the static that appears every morning. We wake up thousands of times in a lifetime, somehow we never get used to it. In the halogen drenched land of downtown Tokyo the static wins its battle against the inhabitants each and every morning without fail. You wake up you become busy with tasks laid out for you by the world. The world has plenty of tasks to give and plenty of inhabitants to accept them. Should you? Accept those tasks. Who chooses them, do you, maybe not, if you do choose each and every task in a day you’re one of those lucky ones. Crossing this void is not a game many play and a game few win. There is a way to cheat. Remember the inhabitant? He certainly doesn't have anything better to do he may as well be helping you.
You find yourself Alone and in Tokyo watching it’s people day in day out the flow, on the train off the train, shoulder to shoulder in the car sleeping, a head resting on the shoulder of a stranger. So comfortable with a crowd. That head resting on trust. It’s part of what Tokyo is made of, rules and trust are so important here. Trusting voices in the morning is a predicament. Which one should you trust? The inhabitant or the static? Often morning static is put in place so as to not fall victim to that grumpy morning inhabitant. How far should it go? Should static be put in place all day to combat the laziness many succumb to? Are we all destined for a head on the shoulder of a stranger our eyes shut to the world? Probably not, do not let those trumpets as the sun rises or the inquisitive crow be foreign to you, expect them, give that grumpy inhabitant something to be in charge of. Trust in the inhabitant to bring you into the day with a rule of success. Japan, rules and trust. Trust in you, trust the inhabitant give the power to make rules back to yourself.