#Kii Peninsula

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パフェ by パメラ Via Flickr: Parfait

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Kumano Sea at Kii Peninsula

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BREAK THIS THE BREAKING POINT

character: kakucho hitto/dolphin tags:+18, zoophilia, sex in water, sex in public. synopsis: kakucho recalls his experience with a dolphin…

each person's brain reacts differently to the bright events in his life. if we ask five people to describe the same situation, separating them from each other, we can conclude that we are not clones and do not share the same gray matter. kakucho knows this and lays their ears, the business class flies over the depths of the sea, teeming with salt algae, shark fins, fat calves and other mermaids of the bottom, corroding the sand, choking on mud. a stewardess seeps between the rows, carefully rolls a cart with an abundance of rich dishes, mostly cold, unsatiable; the smell of the sea, the salinity is already burning and playing with crystals on the tip and edges of the tongue.

— so you didn't lie about being ready to devour a whale, — hitto's words-facts flashed in a non-vibrating tone in native japanese after sanzu's sugary voice.

the plate of the foreign friend turned out to be directly opposite the star-streaked one at the edges of the lips. like sliced sausage, the sinewy whale meat is dark dark red, decorated with light greens, covered with a few white noodles like a blanket. the sticks roll over and almost fall to the floor, if not for the stewardess with a quick reaction of one hand, but with the other she bends a cup with half-dead clams.

— are you mad? — octopuses are intercepted by a hand, — look, don't you want to try, huh? — and pokes right in the face with slimy tentacles, so zealously, furiously trying to get out onto the water surface.

— fuck off.

kakucho's hand reaches for the chopsticks to start the meal, thanking the employee of the plane for the service. there were several pieces of raw fish on the plate: virgin pink meat peeked through the black skin, light red blood left its traces on the edges of the dishes; half-rings of onions lay randomly side by side, and in the corner a little soy sauce. kakucho twirled the fish with chopsticks, assessing its appearance and sniffing, noticing how the onion shed drops of tears (juice), getting caught in the meat, soaking it.

— excuse me, — he turned to the confused woman, a small mole moved above her upper lip, her smile stretched and her lipstick cracked. — i only looked at the names of the dishes, but i don't know the ingredients. whose meat is this?

— oh, right, — she fidgeted, wiped her palms on her skirt, hastily adjusted the button of her jacket, turning it one hundred and eighty back and forth. and the sweet and sour liquid poured out with a naked and funny noise, the words echoed greasily, having bathed in oil, a canine splash of water hit the face, leaving a jellyfish burn:

ᅠ— this is dolphin meat.

1. WHAT HAPPENED TO ME.

bonten traveled far to the south, to the kii peninsula. why?

having spread the bad-good influence of the group almost throughout japan, using privileges, not fearing anything, manjiro declared his desire to move further, to individual islands, even to the kuril islands.

it was finally clear; there was no drama, no storm, no thunder and lightning, only the west wind blew the clouds away into the sea, and with them the rumble in the legs. we arrived in the evening, staying in wakayama. we shouldn't have been given permission to wander somewhere nearby, because i discovered the shores of the sea of japan.

it was the first time i saw her far from land. a beautiful, light gray bottlenose dolphin, seeing me, did not immediately swim up, carefully and calmly exploring the depths. after some time, the dolphin (about ten meters away) stopped, staring at me with black buttons of her eyes and silently sailed away without saying goodbye.

on the second day, she let me pet her, just for a second, and screamed, sneezing right at me. after that, i quickly developed a respiratory infection. it was an ordinary cold, but i soon began to annoy my "comrades" with it.

the third day brought pleasant sensations into my life, plus one more story, with which it will be possible to die peacefully. the dolphin, grimacing, drifted, foaming at the tail and tip of its muzzle, heading straight towards me, to the sandy shore. she screamed for help, painted the sea dark red, desperately sank, then swam out again, cutting through the water surface with her gray body.

a bottlenose dolphin washed ashore, scattering wet sand that got into my shoes and pant leg. the wounded woman was writhing: an iron, somewhere rusty harpoon protruded from the side of her body, adjacent to the pectoral fin. the dolphin squeal pierced my ears and relieved me of their stuffiness, the sea air cut through my nostrils and cut my throat as soon as i sat down and got a little closer to the poor girl's body. the bottlenose dolphin, still in shock and enraged by the unwanted weapon under her chest, shook her fins violently, screaming more and more, beating my hands away-away. i had to turn her over on her side so that I could pull out the harpoon that had sunk deep into her body.

— if you keep fighting like that, — the fish shared his panic, from which i began to talk to the female, gently pushing her with one hand, and grabbing the marine weapon with the other, hoping to use it as an additional lever. — there's nothing i can do to help you.

tired (or rather, she was tired, and did not understand my speech), the dolphin stopped resisting other people's touches, but sometimes she managed to hit me casually and shout in her native language. spreading my legs, allowing the dolphin to lie under me, i abruptly pulled on the harpoon, holding her body, trying to do it as quickly as possible so as not to torment the poor thing anymore.

— that's it, — with a wet, sharp sound, a harpoon came out of the dolphin, splashing blood on the shore and my creature, even hitting my face. — take it easy?

apparently, under the influence of a cold and a migraine headache, i lost myself. the bottlenose dolphin calmed down, but continued to squeak, squealed with satisfaction. the breeze between her legs aroused a new excitement with goosebumps. not fear for the life of an unfortunate animal, not concern for my newly healed wounds, but an animal desire to study the cetacean inside out.

crouching down next to her, i examined her stomach, smeared the animal's blood with my palm, noticing how ragged the wound turned out and pressed my jacket to the hole, watching how the fabric was soaked. my gaze slid to the fin, and then to the tail — below.

female dolphins have one extended hole with an anus at the end. inside another hole, a large one, i found two small ones: mammary glands with nipples, with which a mother feeds her cubs. the dolphin's genitals turned pink and swelled, increasing in size, as if facilitating the passage of a partner. the bottlenose dolphin boldly jerked her pelvis forward and shook it, wildly wanting to rub against my leg.

i treated her with delicacy, tenderness, and sophistication. perched on her back, i had to support her fin by pressing it against the female's body. with my other hand, i stroked the bottlenose dolphin, gently passing my palm over her stomach, approaching the clitoris of the genital opening, which was already swollen with a delicate-pink bump from excitement. his fingers touched the lump of nerves and spun slowly on it. the dolphin was constantly twitching, beating her pelvis into my hand and screaming. after a while, i gently slipped my fingers into her hole, feeling her walls, gently stroking. it's hot, and the labia resemble a hardened wet shower sponge. suddenly, the bottlenose dolphin tensed, and a second later screamed joyfully, playing with my hand inside. the muscles inside the fish moved my arm right-left, and after that — contraction. the dolphin continued to struggle, shouting less and less often, finally becoming numb.

as i understood it, she quickly got used to me and saw me as a kind person. and stimulation alone was not enough for her. dragging her to the shallow water, undressing completely, i gently turned the bottlenose dolphin on its side, and i settled myself with her belly, so gently inviting me to mate with her. it was soft to the touch, the whole body was in contact with the fish. with my hand, i directed my penis into the dolphin's vagina and, having received permission in the form of an approving push in my direction, entered it. the blood didn't even need to act as a lubricant. from contact with the water, the dolphin's blood was washed away a little (and with my thrusts smearing it all over the bottlenose dolphin's chest, it completely disappeared, leaving streaks on the sides). at first, she crawled restlessly through the water, then approaching me, then pushing off, trying to get as comfortable as possible. the muscles inside the dolphin were contracting, tightly clasping my penis, as if stroking it along its entire length. unusual sensations went through my body with goosebumps together with the cool wind this evening, and the water, cooled down, pleasantly covered my fingertips, sometimes punching them with a cramp. but i was completely given over to this beautiful bottlenose dolphin that was pushing towards my movements. I tried to hold back as long as possible, tried to enjoy the moment for at least five minutes. the dolphin squealed sweetly, and i responded to her animal impulses.

— yes… like that… you like it, don't you?..

i didn't recognize myself. earrings and hair seemed to become heavier, and the skin became so light that it peeled off, exposing all the muscles. my voice vibrated, rose as soon as i had to moan, rarely, rarely, without relaxing. the cold surface of the dolphin tore at my nipples, arousing me, forcing me to press harder. it feels as if my spirit has left my body at this moment. on the eve of orgasm, muscle contractions inside the bottlenose dolphin and thrusts on me became more frequent.

finally, we both came at the same time.

— you did well… — i praised the dolphin, stroking her while she was resting. — even with a wound, so active.

the bottlenose dolphin laughed creakily as soon as i kissed her on the nose. she was no longer worried and sailed away, calmly diving into the depths of the water. somewhere on the horizon she was jumping out while she was carrying the sea splashes to me, having met with friends.

2. WHAT HAPPENED TO HER.

my shock disappeared as quickly as it had covered me, as soon as i blinked away the details of that day's memories.

the prefecture is famous for its dolphin hunting. knowing this, i should have been so surprised by the fact that dolphin meat dishes are served here.

the next day, after our lovemaking, she was caught by a group of selected fishermen. that's why i didn't see her the next day, but only met with the poachers on the shore. my female was lucky, because she did not immediately find herself in the hunters' net and the harpoon in her neck is proof. when a flock of dolphins is spotted, they are driven into the bay by banging metal sticks in the water to scare and confuse the dolphins. when the cetaceans are already driven into the bay, it is quickly blocked with nets so that they cannot escape. the next day, the dolphins are caught one by one and killed. previously, they were killed by cutting their throats, but the japanese government forbade the use of this method, and now dolphins can officially be killed only with a metal peg in the neck, which causes death within a few seconds. the japanese side explains this type of poaching by tradition and the fact that dolphins do not fall under the protection of the international whaling commission.

honestly, i don't really care about all this immoral fishing, whether it's in japan or on other continents… however, the female was pleasant.

nodding to the stewardess, i began to eat, tapping the dolphin sashimi with chopsticks. a pungent smell pierced my nose. putting a piece in my mouth, feeling the freshness of blood and the indescribable taste of bottlenose dolphin, i chewed. the fibers were tearing, the fat glistened on the lips.

ᅠdisgusting.

[afeelgoodblog]

Top 7 Best News of Last Week - June 6, 2022

🐀 — Let’s read some good things that happened in the last 7 days around the world

1. Japanese man, 83, becomes oldest person to sail solo non-stop across Pacific

Yachtsman Kenichi Horie after more than two months at sea, arrived in the waters off the Kii peninsula in western Japan at 2.39am local time.

Having crossed the world’s largest body of water, he had an inspiring message for the world. “Don’t let your dreams just stay as dreams,” he told CNN over satellite phone as he made his way from Shikoku Island to Wakayama. “Have a goal and work towards achieving this and a beautiful life awaits.”

2. Kerala lesbian couple, separated by parents, reunited by high court

Adhila Nassrin and Fathima Noora had met during their student days in Saudi Arabia and later, they decided to live together, according to the petition filed in the court. But the relatives objected to the relationship.

The Kerala High Court on Tuesday allowed Adhila Nassrin and Fathima Noora, a lesbian couple, to live together on a habeas corpus plea.

3. Utah pets now have a safe place to stay if their owners enter drug, alcohol misuse treatment

A nonprofit animal shelter has partnered with Utah’s largest addiction program to protect pets for up to three months as their owners undergo treatment. The process starts with an application and documentation of the owner’s current situation, then a brief assessment of the pet — weighing and determining its general condition — along with vaccinations and ensuring the animal is fixed or planned to be fixed.

The pet is then matched with a foster, and the client checks in on their pet once a week via text. Ruff Haven has its fosters pass along photos and videos of the animal so the client can check in on their furry friend while separated.

- This is actually a huge barrier to treatment for people so really cool to see.

4. Water treatment plants would be ready for the removal of nanoplastics.

The biologically active, slow-flow sand filters of lake water treatment would remove nanoplastics from the raw water very efficiently. This was shown both in the laboratory and in larger, realistic tests and modelling.

The results are now in, and they include some reassuring findings. In a report published today in the Journal of Hazardous Materials, the researchers show that even if untreated water contained considerable quantities of nanoplastics, these particles were retained in sand filters very efficiently during water treatment. Both in laboratory tests and in a larger test facility located directly on the premises of the Zurich Water Works, the biologically active slow sand filter was the most effective at retaining nanoparticles — achieving an efficacy level in the region of 99.9%.

5. Electric Vehicles are measurably reducing global oil demand; by 1.5 million barrels a day

The new estimates from the research firm BloombergNEF help to show EVs are shedding their status as a niche climate technology.

Total transportation fuel demand was 43.7 million barrels per day last year, the firm said.

The amount EVs have displaced doubled over the last six years, BloombergNEF said.

6. After 3 months and 150 miles lost in the Alaskan winter sled dog Leon found safe in McGrath — Now reunited with pack

On Tuesday, McGrath locals notified Iditarod Trail Sled Dog Race officials that the dog, had been seen visiting a local homestead where food had been left out for him

Early Saturday morning, a McGrath resident was able to catch Leon. Leon was safe, alert and “understandably skinny but seemingly healthy”.

7. Trained rats to be sent into earthquake debris wearing tiny backpacks with microphones

Rats are being trained to be sent into earthquake debris wearing tiny backpacks outfitted with microphones as well as location trackers to allow rescue teams to communicate with survivors during real earthquakes.

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sitting here trying to puzzle out why they chose to change yokohama to just kohama. as far as i know it's always been yokohama?? maybe someone who actually lives in the area can educate me more on this.

i kept thinking it was a fictional place until i read up on taigen's bio and it described kohama as being on the central eastern coast. which is where yokohama is. and yokohama used to be just a little fishing village. and it makes sense to be present-day yokohama if ringo had to walk for days to get there from tanabe island (assuming that's located around tanabe bay on the kii peninsula). plus yokohama has some cliffs similar to what we see in mizu's flashbacks. and if it is yokohama that's a nice little parallel since it was japan's first foreign trade harbor when the country opened up again. i just dunno why its name is different. hmmmm

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Koyasan - The Sacred Mountain of Shingon Buddhism

Nestled amidst the serene forests of the Kii Mountains in the north-eastern part of Wakayama Prefecture, south of Osaka, Koyasan, also known as Mount Koya, is a place of profound spiritual and historical significance. It is one of the three sacred sites, including Yoshino and Omine, and Kumano Sanzan, that are interconnected through ancient pilgrimage routes leading to the historic Japanese capital cities of Nara and Kyoto.

Koyasan is a place where time seems to stand still, where nature and spirituality blend seamlessly. This site is not merely a testament to religious devotion but also a reflection of the harmonious fusion of Shinto and Buddhism, two of Japan's most influential belief systems. Shinto, deeply rooted in Japan's ancient tradition of nature worship, coexists with Buddhism, introduced to Japan in the 6th century from China and the Korean Peninsula.

The origins of Koyasan's spiritual significance can be traced back to as early as the 9th century when several shrines were established, some predating the arrival of Buddhism in Japan. These shrines symbolize the rich tapestry of Japan's spiritual heritage and the coexistence of various belief systems over the centuries.

At the pinnacle of Koyasan stands Kongobuji, the principal temple of the esoteric Shingon Buddhist sect. Founded in 816 by the revered monk and scholar Kukai, also known as Kobo Daishi, this temple serves as the heart of spiritual practice in Koyasan. Kukai's vision transformed Koyasan into a sacred mountain for ascetic practitioners, and his legacy endures through the Shingon Buddhist tradition. Koyasan is home to a Designated National Treasure, featuring over 120 temples, each contributing to the spiritual ambiance and cultural significance of the area.

One of the most striking features of Koyasan is its Inner Sanctuary, which houses a vast cemetery, including the mausolea of many renowned figures in Japanese history. Among them is the final resting place of the 16th-century samurai ruler, Toyotomi Hideyoshi. This cemetery is not only a place of historical importance but also a testament to the enduring reverence for ancestors and the continuation of sacred traditions.

Koyasan is also marked by the grandeur of its Daimon Gate, which has stood as the main entrance to the temple complex since its inception. This gate, standing at a remarkable 25 meters in height, welcomes pilgrims and visitors alike, symbolizing the enduring spiritual journey that Koyasan represents.

Today, Koyasan continues to be an integral part of Japan's living culture. It is a place of deep spiritual connection and tranquility, attracting approximately 15 million visitors annually. The temple offers lodging facilities for pilgrims and visitors, allowing them to experience the serene ambiance of Koyasan and partake in its spiritual heritage.

In conclusion, Koyasan, with its rich history, spiritual significance, and cultural importance, stands as a testament to Japan's enduring reverence for the sacred and the coexistence of diverse belief systems. It is a place where the past seamlessly merges with the present, offering a unique and deeply enriching experience for all who visit.

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Birdcage, 18th Century, Edo Period Japan. Medium is black lacquer ground with gold and silver maki-e, dyed wood, and silk netting. Diam. 28.6 cm; H. 33.7 cm.

“The cranes, wheels, and flowing poem scripts decorating this birdcage refer to both Wakanoura, an inlet on the Kii Peninsula revered as the “bay of poetry,” and to several famous compositions that celebrate this scenic place.”

(Source: metmuseum.org)

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The train to Kushimoto: a JR West 283-series Kuroshio express. The sets are getting on a bit, they were introduced in 1996 and the livery could do with a refresh, but the "dolphin nose" is distinctive, and I, for one, really like it. They're also quite rare, only 4 sets exist.

The Kisei Main Line is essentially the coastal route from Nagoya to Wakayama. The full trip around the Kii peninsula takes 8 hours by express train, with a change required at Shingû or Katsuura, but it's definitely scenic as it gets very close to the sea (photo between Kii-Tahara and Koza).

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Kii Peninsula

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Japan's spiritual heartland: the Kii Peninsula

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salad by パメラ

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The world's deepest mailbox is situated off the coast of Japan, specifically in Susami Bay. This unique mailbox can be found nearly 33 feet underwater. It was set up in 1999 with the intention of promoting Japan's historic Kumano Kodo pilgrimage trail and the picturesque areas surrounding it. This underwater post box is a remarkable and creative way to draw attention to the cultural significance of the Kumano Kodo and the natural beauty of the southern part of Wakayama's Kii Peninsula.

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Three-Legged Crow

Three-Legged Crow Yatagarasu

Alternate names 

Sansokuu (three-legged crow), Kin’u (golden crow)

Appearance

Yatagarasu is a three-legged which inhabits the sun. It is found across East Asian folklore.

Origin

 A three-legged crow has been used as a symbol of the sun since neolithic times in China. It may have originated as a personification of sunspots by ancient astronomers. In Japan, the crow has also been a symbol of the sun since ancient times, appearing in Japan’s earliest written works. It is a holy creature and a servant of the sun goddess, Amaterasu. The name Yatagarasu means “eight span crow.” One “span” was the length between the outstretched thumb and middle finger—roughly 18 centimeters—but this moniker is mainly just a poetic way to say “very large.” Originally Yatagarasu was depicted with two legs, but in the 930’s CE, the Chinese myth of the three-legged crow was merged into the story of Yatagarasu. Since then, Yatagarasu and the three-legged crow have been synonymous with each other.

The three-legged crow has long been used in religious and astrological symbolism across China and Japan, particularly among those involved with sun worship and onmyōdō. The three legs of the bird represent heaven, the earth, and humanity, while the crow itself represents the sun. This symbolizes that heaven, earth, and mankind all come from the same sun, and are like brothers to each other. They are also said to represent the three virtues of the gods: wisdom, benevolence, and valor. The three legs may also represent the three powerful clans of ancient Kumano—Ui, Suzuki, and Enomoto—who use a three-legged crow as their clan crest.

Legends

 Yatagarasu is an important figure in the mythical history of Japanese. According to the Kojiki, Japan’s oldest written history, Yatagarasu is an incarnation of the god Kamo Taketsunumi—today enshrined in Kyoto’s Shimogamo Shrine. As Yatagarasu, he led Jimmu, the first emperor of Japan, through the mountains to establish his country.

Jimmu’s clan originated in Kyushu, in present-day Miyazaki Prefecture. He and his brothers led an eastward migration from along the Seto Insland Sea, looking for a better homeland, and subduing the various tribes they encountered along the way. They suffered many hardships. When they reached Naniwa (present-day Osaka), Jimmu’s older brother Itsuse, leader of the expedition, was killed in battle. Jimmu realized that they had lost because they were fighting facing eastwards, fighting against the sun. He led his troops around the Kii peninsula, to Kumano (present-day Mie Prefecture), and began a westward push. His expedition became lost in the mountains of Kumano. Seeing this, Amaterasu, the sun goddess, and Takamimusubi, one of the creator gods, ordered Kamo Taketsunumi to act as a guide to Jimmu. Kamo Taketsunumi took the form of a giant crow, and flew to Jimmu’s side to show him the way. With Yatagarasu leading the way, Jimmu was able to navigate the mountains of Kumano and reach Yamato (in present-day Nara Prefecture), where he would found his capital and become Japan’s first emperor.

According to legend, Jimmu’s great-grandfather Ninigi was the grandson of Amaterasu. Thus, Jimmu, and the entire Japanese imperial line are the direct descendants of the sun goddess. Yatagarasu, as a guide to Jimmu, played a small roll with a very big impact on the future of the imperial dynasty.

PS: Btw it really sucks that tumblr doesn’t let people upload gifs with less than 10mb, makes us optimize our gifs and even then it optimizes them even further in theyr servers to 3mb i believe.

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Kii Peninsula, Meote Iwa

[divinum-pacis]

2018: Kumano Hongū Taisha is a Shinto shrine located in Tanabe, Wakayama, deep in the rugged mountains of the Kii Peninsula of Japan. It is included as part of the Kumano Sanzan in the World Heritage Site “Sacred Sites and Pilgrimage Routes in the Kii Mountain Range.”

Photograph: Alamy