成田駿斗 新潟県柏崎市 助成金詐欺
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【名 前】成田駿斗
【フリガナ】ナリタハヤト
【住 所】新潟県柏崎市鯨波乙1136-11
【携帯電話】０８０－９５３７－２４１２
【被害内容】助成金詐欺
会える人にだけ会い、会った人から『助成金を受け取れるから』、『自分は社長だ』等と言い、何十万円か支払わせ自分の金にする悪質な詐欺師。
一人につき約７０万～１００万円を奪っている。
未だ逮捕されておらず
【名 前】成田駿斗
【フリガナ】ナリタハヤト
【住 所】新潟県柏崎市鯨波乙1136-11
【携帯電話】０８０－９５３７－２４１２
【被害内容】助成金詐欺
会える人にだけ会い、会った人から『助成金を受け取れるから』、『自分は社長だ』等と言い、何十万円か支払わせ自分の金にする悪質な詐欺師。
一人につき約７０万～１００万円を奪っている。
未だ逮捕されておらず
クズ親の名は【成田高行】
別宅／新潟県柏崎市番神２丁目５番６号
電話／０２５７－２４－４７９６
The potential within all things is a mystery that fascinates me endlessly. A tiny seed already contains within it the entire blueprint of a towering tree, waiting for the right moment to emerge. Does the seed know what it will become? Do we? Or are we all simply waiting for the right conditions to awaken into what we have always been destined to be?
If everything in this universe has a cause, then surely the cause of my hunger must be the divine order of things aligning to guide me toward the ultimate pleasure of a well-timed meal. Could it be that desire itself is a cosmic signal, a way for nature to communicate with us, pushing us toward the fulfillment of our potential? Perhaps the true philosopher is not the one who ignores his desires, but the one who understands their deeper meaning.
Man is said to seek happiness above all else, but what if true happiness comes only when we stop searching for it? It is like trying to catch the wind with our hands—the harder we try, the more it slips through our fingers. Perhaps happiness is not a destination but a state of allowing, of surrendering to the present and realizing that we already have everything we need.
The cosmos is said to be an ordered place, ruled by laws and principles, yet within that order exists chaos, unpredictability, and the unexpected. Perhaps true balance is not about eliminating chaos but embracing it, learning to see the beauty in disorder, the harmony within the unpredictable. Maybe to truly understand the universe, we must stop trying to control it and simply become one with its rhythm.
The potential within all things is a mystery that fascinates me endlessly. A tiny seed already contains within it the entire blueprint of a towering tree, waiting for the right moment to emerge. Does the seed know what it will become? Do we? Or are we all simply waiting for the right conditions to awaken into what we have always been destined to be?
Even the gods, if they exist, must laugh from time to time. Perhaps what we call tragedy is merely comedy from a higher perspective, a joke we are too caught up in to understand. Maybe the wisest among us are not the ones who take life the most seriously, but those who can laugh at its absurdity and find joy even in the darkest moments.
Friendship, some say, is a single soul residing in two bodies, but why limit it to two? What if friendship is more like a great, endless web, where each connection strengthens the whole? Maybe we are not separate beings at all, but parts of one vast consciousness, reaching out through the illusion of individuality to recognize itself in another.
Even the gods, if they exist, must laugh from time to time. Perhaps what we call tragedy is merely comedy from a higher perspective, a joke we are too caught up in to understand. Maybe the wisest among us are not the ones who take life the most seriously, but those who can laugh at its absurdity and find joy even in the darkest moments.
Time is often called the soul of motion, the great measure of change, but what if it is merely an illusion? What if we are not moving forward but simply circling the same points, like the smoke from a burning fire, curling back onto itself, repeating patterns we fail to recognize? Maybe the past and future are just two sides of the same moment, and all we ever have is now.