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Even the strongest man when confronted with the meaning to life will become sorrow stricken, while simultaneously becoming consumed with the idea of there is no meaning. What is one to do when your thought pattern has become one similar to a wind chime, only being forced to move by something or someone else. We begin to settle in our own sorrow slowly becoming what we know to be flesh moving puppets of our society. We then search for someone or something to hold accountable, putting our minds at ease..... Surely this cannot be the fault of my own despair..... This reason cannot be because I have not learned to take responsibility.... Instead it is the fault of the society I was brought into. The television that is in my house, the books that are on my shelves, the clothes that are at every department store, the music on every radio station. But for everything that is holy please don't make this my fault.

Welcome to the N.H.K. is that story highly detail with mind racing borderline crazy thoughts while also being roped in by those in which you believe understand you, and those who claim not to understand but are just like you. Things may go good for a while, but it all is a trick of society. Once opened with that small bit of happiness we are shut into a room. Your life is on display for the world to see through a glass window layered with a thick foam of your deepest thoughts. You will be tricked, you will be loved, you will be hated, misunderstood,and understood. But most of all you will learn.....

Satou Tatsuhiro is the man confronted with live's meaning, he has also been roped in by what he believes to be societies tricks,yet it is truly his own stupidity that seems to lead him to the very foundation in which he lives in. Afraid of being confronted with life as well as society he remains inside only coming out for a moment. If I just push myself one more time? If I just buy one more things? If I just do this again? Maybe my life will be that in which I desire. Welcome to the N.H.K. is Satou's story of him pushing, buying, and doing that thing. While learning who is truly to blame for his life's troubles. A dance with his own mental state leaves him to hear it's cries of injustice and fuckery he has encounter over the years. Quick money and trickery are what lead to his misunderstanding and lack of self-respect. His hate for others, but more so his self are what drive his very motivation of living in such as state.

And yet is society not Satou's image? Is it not the push? Is it not that wanting to be understood? I am not sure. But my dear Welcome to the N.H.K........