Kazuya Kitamura

28/08/2026

Last Friday night of summer and my 28 years old with my favorite things both piano and rain.

10/08/2026

The reason why I don’t use matching Apps

06/08/2026

Memo #1

26/07/2026

Who are you when you are alone?:)))

18/07/2026

This is a song I secretly wrote for my sister and her daughter also to my friends and their teenager kids.

They’re going through some big changes in their lives right now, and I wanted to express how much I care about them and support them, even though I’m far away.

I hope I can record this song one day, and that it might bring a little warmth to others who hear it too :)

lyric↓

Hey, are you all alone, worrying?
Your tired face looks so sad.
When did you become like this?
How long have you been here?

I’m sorry I can’t be by your side right now.
You’re carrying everything on your own, aren’t you?
If only this song were by your side,
Let’s sing together, like this.
La la la

As you grow up, there are so many things
There are times when you feel like giving up.
But it’s okay, with time,
Every winter turns into spring, and you’ll be able to smile again.
So even if things are tough right now,
Let’s sing together until spring comes again.

Lala

This song is for you.
I want you to live strongly.
That wish is
Lots of beautiful, small hopes
You can find them if you look around.
Someday,
With time, even loneliness
Makes your life story special.
So even if things are very tough right now,
There’s a song for you here.
Lala

17/07/2026

21/05/2026

“Can I live for something - for someone — beyond myself?”

During the pandemic, living alone in Europe in my mid-twenties, I felt hollow inside.
I had absorbed Western individualism - making every choice based on the most self-centered of questions: Do I like this? Do I want this? I was free, in theory. And yet, somehow, I was exhausted.
That was when I came across an interview with Yukio Mishima.
Yukio Mishima (1925-1970).
One of the defining voices of modern Japanese literature - an intellect who was shortlisted for the Nobel Prize. And yet, equally, a man who sculpted his body, devoted himself to P.-hido and the
Emperor, and at the V of 45, ended his life

by his own hand. Perhaps the most contradictory Japanese man who ever lived.
In the interview, Mishima says this:
“To live only for oneself is to hollow out one’s own soul.”
I froze in front of the screen.

Looking back, the emptiness I felt was never mine alone. As the world digitized, our connections multiplied - and yet loneliness only deepened. That contradiction is not personal. It is structural. A thirst built into modern society itself.

Perhaps what Mishima feared was precisely this future.
He did not ask “What do I want to live for?”
He asked “Can I live for something - for someone — beyond myself?”