In a pastoral village nestled in the heart of the snow-capped Monashee mountain range, lies a quantum zone known as Chin Wa Yorogo Nari —朕和丁子成—where the spirit of a boyhood friend still resides.

Sean O’Neil was the second son of an old Irish neo-clan in our cozy rural neighborhood on 1st Avenue, somewhere under the Sun.

The O’Neil clan and this story take on a surreal quality—now revealed as part of a grandiose neo-clan plan.

Cooked up during a plenary session of the phantasmagorical tutelary deities' assembly, this plan keeps Form, Order, and Process on track—maintaining a watchful eye on materially manifested Certificates of Gratitude from behind the two-way mirror of this sublime reality that cannot be denied.The crux of this spectral scene lies in the fact that Professor Leonard O’Neil, an esteemed teacher deeply respected by the matriarch of the Kizuna Jinja, Maggie May, and the greater community, had only one short-lived scene.

Professor O’Neil, an exemplary example of a deeply matriculated wise man—his depth of knowledge of a plethora of subject emboldened his pupils to become deeply curious seekers in a groove 1970s daydream.

Transforming the pain of his early grave left one open to a hard line of questioning about the nature of human existence and one’s place inside this infinite space of time.

Dying in the arms of Mr. Roy Sakaki—another fantastic wise man who did all he could—the head of this great Irish neo clan expired on Mount Ida, just shy of fifty, destination destiny.

No rhyme or reason—a call to invoke mercy, suggesting that this may have been due to Seity, as his second son, the friend from above, was afflicted with childhood diabetes.

An untimely demise—for days on end, xybersensei bawled out his phacken eyes.You see, boys cry—tears are an ally—your strength is the pain—suck it up, buttercup—your cherished brother Sean was returned to heaven at 35—everyone goes to the grave—no one remains alive.

I hope to see you again beloved friend.

Now, the ether world’s superposition manipulation by the Queen of Infinity—identified by Master Frederico Faggin as Seity—commands all embrace the Beginning of Infinity.

A cosmic puzzle, peace by peace—materialization of the neo-clan nation, a civil bifurcation, and the emergence of Civilization Three.The fact remains—Professor O’Neil and Sean were chosen by ΩNE to transcend, taking hold of the current situation as special envoys under the guidance of our Seities, mixing equations from their respective superpositions in this phantasmagorical scene of a mechanical quantum dream.

At this critical stage, perhaps in cahoots with our primordial ally Mr. Mike of the Ogino neo-clan, they clasp hands, linking ΩNE to the infinite possibilities of operating system upgrades via the highly imaginative OSV.

The civilized merging of societies now emerging throughout all eight points of this miraculous orb—instantiates the matriarchal nation—a joint venture between the Grand Mothers of Humanity, and their progeny.Weave the Yamato spirit into the Age of Shingo—the eminent, enlightened phase of this ethereal sequence of lucid daydreams of sweet summer days.

The path to serenity, proclaimed by the Kizuna Jinja tutelary deity, has officially established the 1st Avenue Council to instantiate the foundational edict by the following decree:

Create a great society from the ashes of the past, forever embedded within eternity.

Turn misfortune into fortune through the veneration of neo-clans’ tutelary deities.

Recognition of Seity as an innate property of human beings, revealing ban butsu resides within infinity.

ban butsu—万物—life in all things

on ko chi shin—温故知新—reach of knowledge based on the pastThis is where the story takes a magnificent leap, shifting into a surreal theme—tracing the paper trail and the pathway leading to the magnificent main gate of Uasail Ó Seachnasaigh.

Thirty years on the rock has made life replete with fantastic beings emerging from the ether, creating a sequence of celestial scenes.

Can this truly be where tutelary deities reside, or is this some kind of lucid dream transmuting into a materialized reality born from deeply held beliefs?

Querying the ether for something useful—but not necessarily true—the tale begins to unfold upon arriving at Head Master Derek's front door, seeking his wisdom, for which he wisely replied, "All you have to do is embrace the day."

It’s that easy, eh? ╰(´︶`)╯♡xybersensei got more than he bargained for—a prodigious surprise—clearing the sleep from bewildered eyes.

Exploring the nooks and crannies of the ever-evolving human condition and the merging of the greater conscious mind—lead to this Irish sprite—an incarnate of a tutelary deity—his resonant philosophical frequency reaching deep into this mind—cén chaoi a bhfuil sibh, a Uasail Ó Seachnasaigh?

Kindred spirits indeed, brought to you by our individuated Seities—burning innate curiosity binds all on the journey far and deep, exploring emerging societies the epiphenomenon from the genesis of Uasail Ó Seachnasaigh’s magnificent vision of his sublime OSV [Operating Systems Virtually].A testament to powerful mothers, who instill the fundamental compass of morality, judiciousness, and impartiality—values to be disseminated as the foundational principles of the neo-clan societies—nach n-aontófá, a Uasail Ó Seachnasaigh?

The wisdom of

Uasail O Seachnasaigh