Read the ones about the priest, the comedian and the ostricha

Life is hilarious. It makes you laugh and sometimes in a mystifying ways

The tale that will follow this introductory comment will involve three people: a priest comedian, and an Ostrich. The latter is more precisely, in relation to the last one, it’s an ostrich researcher Yasuhiro Tsukamoto whose business card doesn’t show his own face but instead an Ostrich’s. Certain researchers are identified with the subject of their studies to this extent.

The three chosen are among the contributors to the series of articles that appear in this month’s PHP magazine that reads “The secret to a day’s happiness.” Small Yellow Birds Happiness can be defined as being embraced each day at a time and based on the path of least often breaking from the past.

“People sometimes ask me why I became

a priest” writes Jisho Asada. “The answer is simple. I wanted to be something different than the person I was.”Everyone does at some point or another. The mood usually fades and we stay the same person we were. If an emotional crisis or an innate determination to succeed drove her to do more, Asada

doesn’t say. She was just 19 when she made her decision. “Entering the priesthood, you change your name, the clothes you wear, your hairstyle.” (You are in fact, you lose your hairstyle except for a shaved head, which is an alternative hairstyle.) “People regard you differently. I was really hoping to change into someone else than I am.”

The forty-plus years since then haven’t

brought comparable change that indicates a sense of satisfaction with the persona she created for herself on the brink of becoming an adult. Her temple is located in Mount Koya in Wakayama Prefecture and is a center for Shingon Buddhism dating back to the ninth century. So, old and new blend.

There’s the religious spirit as well as the comic spirit — they’re not necessarily mutually exclusive, though they could be opposite aspects of the one coin. The comedian in our group is known as Okarina. She’s part of the duo comedy Okazu Club, whose animus is a jolly, sarcastic tongue that stands out against all commonly accepted standards of elegance, grace, and kawaii. Not because beauty isn’t, but rather because the general public imposes rules that the whole-blooded individual refuses on the basis of principle.

Okarina appears to be born with a smile

It was her passion to be funny when she was in childhood to pursue it, but only to realize in her adolescence writing in PHP but was not able to show the conviction to stand by her beliefs. Refusals are a nightmare and seem to be until you overcome the fact that. She put her dreams to the side, became a nurse working in a hospital, and learned something about suffering, just like any comedian would perhaps. She came out more enlightened.

She was just 25 when she began her comedy career and joined forces together in 2009 with Okazu Club co-founder Yui-P and had enough success that she was burdened by the pressures and pressures of success and constant exposure to the roaring awe of fans who are awed. She is one of them. “I’m lucky I live alone,” she declares. In solitude, she is able to cry whenever she’s in need. She may want to cry. The two may be more closely connected than it appears.

Some faces are naturally funny

Nature has her moments of sport. In one instance, she created the Ostrich. What’s funny about this? It’s a question that isn’t easy to answer. What’s amusing about anything? It’s the biggest bird on the planet that is flightless and stands 3 meters high, with legs that can go 70 kilometers per hour and smash a lion’s head or yours in a single blow. The neck of the bird resembles an of giraffe and its head is a camel. An odd creature however you regard it. The oddity is hilarious. Also, normality. Does everything seem funny, then? It’s not, but it’s fascinating and inspiring, in the sense that a lot of things are.

Tsukamoto is a researcher who was troubled in his childhood. The more difficult it was for people to be around his family, the more drawn he became to animals — insects first, and then birds. His grandmother gave him a bird to rear. He was in love with the bird. A tragic accident destroyed the love affair. He slipped and landed on the surface. It died. The guilt drove him to the study of the veterinary sciences. He was a vet.

It was not satisfying, somehow

 Animals appeared to be caricatures living in nature. Tsukamoto was able to find comfort in an area known as The Kobe Ostrich Farm which was owned by an agriculturalist who discovered ostriches as ideal consumers of excess produce. The number of ostriches was increased by 500. Tsukamoto watched the birds, studied them, and began to research them. What was the result? Nowhere.

There is no order in the ostrich life. He writes in PHP. He conducted an experiment. A sudden, loud sound he shook two groups comprising five or more birds. They flew off. They returned, but with a different approach. “They don’t recognize their own mates, their own children.”

What’s to be researched, then

 Scientists seek patterns. Ostriches are able to defy their own. He was discouraged and tried another tacking. The immune system of the patients. It’s extremely robust. Employing ostrich-specific antigens, Tsukamoto enlisted in the fight against bird flu in 2004 and swine influenza in 2009. Presently, in the midst of the most deadly outbreak of our time,Pink Birds the ungainly ostrich is the center stage in Tsukamoto’s ongoing drama. It’s a sign for him of a healthy future.

There are love bonds that go beyond the personal. Tsukamoto’s love is for every living thing. It’s necessary to feel it to comprehend it. He has admitted to having longer with his ostriches, than with his wife and daughter. This is funny in a sense. One isn’t sure what to think of it. One laughs.