When I see a child deeply hurt and crying, I somehow feel like the whole "human race" is crying. And I feel like the whole human race has to protect the child. We feel betrayed by all things in this world when we are betrayed by someone who was supposed to protect us, don't we? So I understand the feelings of the US government a little, who claim the sudden terror attack happened on September 11th is not only against America but against "the whole human race." But, although they say the US retaliatory bombing which is going on at this moment is "the war against terrorism," I cannot but think it is the attack against the whole human race as well. It's because I feel the child is crying harder somewhere. The 21st century is crying . . .
Politicians and people all over the world are arguing like: "there is a just reason to do so on this side like this" "that side has a history like that" "whether retaliatory measures should be taken or not" "which side is suffering more" "what sort of opinion I should have" "how I should show my stance to others" - and here I'm just full of anger for all of them. I again realized that wars are truly a matter of politics and economy. Governments and mass media who stir up people's anger; those who take their revenge on the foreigners around them; politicians who say they'll take part in the extermination of terrorism; Americans putting a tiny American flag of five bucks on their car front; Japanese who think "Yuck" even if it's just a little bit when Arab-ish person sits down next to them on the train - all of them are just hurting themselves, which is so sad. In New York I see the Stars and Stripes everywhere: at the cash register of a cigar store, in the show window of a Calvin Klein shop on 5th Street, at the antenna of cars passing by, on Major Leaguers' helmets, in the windows of apartments and houses which had once looked warm. It's not a "holding up one nation's flag" situation I suppose . . .
Here I keep singing music, for the time being.
So. I'm sorry for having kept you waiting. Here comes the new song, my new single! It's fixed ma'am! The start toward the next album has already been made! It has already begun!! My train has already departed! It's heading for the amazing place this time. I've made a couple of songs, and though things have just begun, some days ago I somehow had a feeling that this third album as Utada Hikaru would be the best and most meaningful piece I could make in my whole life. Hey this girl says something shocking out of the blue! (lol) Sorry, sorry if I surprised you! Please don't take it seriously, now I'm just moving with full conviction which simply makes me think like that. Yes, right now, music in me is getting great. Every each song is so earnest. I'm really gonna make this album at the risk of my life. Well, that's what I'm gonna do for the next few months!! I'm sorry for making you worry, having been away for a long time since my last message. I suppose I needed a sort of pause like this. But music is flowing continually. I'm making the best Utada Music I've ever made!
It will be very encouraging for me if you in front of the screen could come with me toward the completion of this album on the coming long journey. Next month I can let you listen to "traveling," which will be the first stop station. You can get the ticket by . . . purchasing the single of course, but the moment you listen to the song, strangely enough a one-way ticket appears in your heart . . . !! (Woow isn't it beautiful!) Every time I send each song off to the world people get on this my train little by little at each station; the number of passengers increases steadily, and finally we altogether manage to arrive the better, wonderful world I have yet to see - I'm now heading for "traveling" station, hoping that to be true!
Please stay and wait behind the white line☆