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๐Ÿ“™Steve Jobs ๐Ÿ“ฑ๏ฝœThe Man Who Rewrote the World Through Reboot โšก๏ธ ๐ŸŒ‘ Chapter I: Birth โ€” A Man Born as an Anomaly It was a quiet night. ๐ŸŒŒ Yet beneath that silence, something subtle had already begun to misalign. ๐Ÿชž Steve Jobs. ๐Ÿ“ฑ He was not placed into this world as someone naturally received, but as someone who had been chosen again and set back into reality. ๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ Adopted. The word itself carried no warmth. Yet inside him, it burned endlessly. ๐Ÿ”ฅ โ€œWhy am I here?โ€ That question existed before language, quietly burning deep within him. ๐Ÿซ€ Around him, people blended into the world without resistance. ๐Ÿ‘ฆ They accepted their given names, and settled into their assigned places. He did not. He stood half a step outside. Slightly off in angle. Looking at the same world, yet seeing something entirely different. ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ School felt empty. ๐Ÿ“š A place where predefined answers were returned to predefined questions. There was no discovery there. โŒ›๏ธ โ€œDoes a prepared answer hold any real value?โ€ That discomfort began to take shape within him. That is why he did not follow. โšก๏ธ Rules. Common sense. Expectations. He did not break them. They simply did not apply to him. Because he knew that path was never his. ๐ŸŒ He did not need to be understood. Being misunderstood was proof of where he stood. ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ From the beginning, he was never inside. He stood outside, observing the world itself. ๐Ÿ” Where others accepted, he paused. And then he asked. โ€œIs this truly right?โ€ ๐Ÿง  That repetition shaped something unusual within him. โšก๏ธ Electronic circuits. ๐Ÿ”Œ Design. ๐ŸŽจ Philosophy. ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ They were never separate fields. They merged inside him as one continuous experience. The world was not divided. Only human perception was. Then everything could be unified. It had to be. He did not know it yet. That this misalignment, this discomfort, would become the only blueprint capable of rewriting the world. ๐ŸŒโœจ But even then, one truth was already clear. He would never become ordinary. Not because he could not. Because he refused to. In that quiet night, a single will began to emerge. ๐ŸŒฑ Do not accept the world as it is. Question it. Break it. Rebuild it. ๐Ÿ”ฅ That was where he began. ๐Ÿ“ฑโœจ โšก๏ธ Chapter II: Shift โ€” The Invasion of Reality The world did not know him yet. ๐ŸŒ But inside him, everything was already prepared. โš™๏ธ๐Ÿง  Steve Jobs. ๐Ÿ“ฑ And Steve Wozniak. ๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ’ก Their meeting was not coincidence. It was a moment where structures crossed. โšก๏ธ Wozniak was a genius. ๐Ÿง โœจ He loved circuits, trusted logic, and spoke to machines as if they could answer. ๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ’ป Jobs was different. He saw meaning. ๐Ÿชž Beyond technology, he saw the human experience waiting on the other side. ๐Ÿซ€ The moment they came together, machines stopped being machines. They became ideas. โšก๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ A garage. ๐Ÿ  That was where it began. Small. Ordinary. Nothing about it suggested importance. Yet inside that space, there was a density capable of rewriting the world. โšก๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฆ Apple. ๐ŸŽ Not a company. A declaration. Technology does not belong to the chosen few. It must be touched by anyone. Used by anyone. Capable of changing the world through anyone. ๐ŸŒโœจ That was the belief. Apple I. ๐Ÿ’ป Then Apple II. โšก๏ธ These were not just computers. They marked the first moment an individual held technology in their own hands. ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿ“ฑ The world did not realize it yet. This was not a product. It was an entry point. ๐Ÿšช๐Ÿ”ฅ Jobs understood something others did not. People do not move because of specifications. They move because of experience. ๐Ÿซ€ So he refined everything. Form. ๐ŸŽจ Touch. ๐Ÿคฒ The emotion of opening a box. ๐Ÿ“ฆโœจ Nothing was accidental. It was all designed. โš™๏ธ Computers were not meant to feel cold. They were meant to feel human. ๐Ÿง ๐Ÿ’ป That belief was clear. The world did not accept it easily. It resisted. โš ๏ธ โ€œIt is too much.โ€ โ€œBeauty has no function.โ€ โ€œFunction alone is enough.โ€ Those voices came from reality itself. ๐ŸŒ He did not stop. Because he was already looking at what came next. ๐Ÿ‘๏ธโœจ A world where humans and technology are not separate. A world understood through touch. A world where anyone can become a creator. ๐Ÿ”ฅ That world did not exist. So he chose to force it into existence. โšก๏ธ๐Ÿšช Apple grew. ๐Ÿ“ˆ Rapidly. Explosively. ๐Ÿ’ฅ At the same time, distortion began to appear. ๐Ÿชž Ideals and reality. Creation and organization. Freedom and control. Everything started to collide. โšก๏ธโšก๏ธโšก๏ธ No one knew yet what this success would lead to. That it would push him out of the very place he built. ๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ The world began to accept him. At the same time, it began preparing to reject him. ๐ŸŒ‘ He continued forward. There was no reason to stop. Because this was not success. It was invasion. โšก๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ And that invasion was already reshaping the edges of reality itself. ๐ŸŒโœจ ๐Ÿชž Chapter III: Collapse โ€” The King Cast Out (The Fall of the Creator) Success pushed him to the top. ๐Ÿ“ˆโœจ But that height carried something else. Isolation. ๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ Apple had grown enormous. ๐ŸŽ Rapid. Explosive. Global. ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ฅ Inside it, something began to fracture. ๐Ÿชž Ideals and reality. โš–๏ธ Creation and management. ๐Ÿ›๏ธ Intuition and logic. ๐Ÿง  All of it began to collide. โšก๏ธโšก๏ธโšก๏ธ Jobs did not bend. He demanded perfection. ๐ŸŽฏ He protected beauty. ๐ŸŽจ He refused to dilute experience. ๐Ÿซ€ The organization moved differently. It sought profit. ๐Ÿ’ฐ Stability. ๐Ÿ“Š Predictable outcomes. โŒ›๏ธ The gap widened. Until it could no longer hold. He was the creator. And at the same time, something that could not be controlled. โš ๏ธ A boardroom. ๐Ÿ›๏ธ Cold air. Rows of suits. Eyes meeting without warmth. ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ This was not a conversation. It was a decision. โš–๏ธ โ€œHe is dangerous.โ€ โ€œHe could destroy the company.โ€ โ€œHe cannot be controlled.โ€ The words did not explode. They accumulated. ๐Ÿงฑ Quietly. Inevitably. The man who had changed the world had become an anomaly within it. ๐Ÿชž Then the moment arrived. 1985.๐Ÿ“… Steve Jobs was removed from the company he created. ๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ The creator was pushed outside. This was not failure. Not defeat. It was separation. โšก๏ธ His place vanished. Everything he built. Everything he believed. Slipped out of his hands. ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿ’จ Yet something unexpected happened. Nothing broke. Something peeled away. ๐Ÿชถ Titles. Position. External validation. All of it fell off. What remained was a single human being. ๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ And that human was still burning. ๐Ÿ”ฅ He said it himself. โ€œLosing Apple made me feel light again.โ€ ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ Not irony. Truth. Success becomes weight. Status becomes constraint. Now he was free. ๐Ÿ—ฝ With nothing. Able to do anything. โšก๏ธ The world did not see it that way. โ€œA finished man.โ€ โ€œA former genius.โ€ โ€œA figure of the past.โ€ Labels settled onto him. ๐Ÿชž He did not stop. There was no reason to stop. For him, creation was not work. It was instinct. ๐Ÿง ๐Ÿ”ฅ Exile was not an ending. It was a full stop before reboot. โšซ๏ธ In losing everything, he became only himself. And in that state, creation reached its purest form. โšก๏ธ The world abandoned him. In that moment, he was released from it. ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ This collapse was not destruction. It was the beginning of reconstruction. ๐Ÿ”ฅ ๐Ÿ”ฅ Chapter IV: Awakening โ€” Rebuilding from Nothing After losing everything, the world went silent. ๐ŸŒ‘ No applause. No recognition. Not even expectation. Complete silence. ๐Ÿ”‡ And within that silence, only his mind moved at an unnatural speed. ๐Ÿง โšก๏ธ Steve Jobs. ๐Ÿ“ฑ He did not stop. Stopping was never an option. Because for him, creation was the same as breathing. ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ”ฅ He began again. With nothing. Carrying nothing. From zero. โšซ๏ธ NeXT. ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’ป Not a company. A redesign of ideals. โš™๏ธ The goal was never to build a perfect computer. It was to build a perfect extension of the human mind. ๐Ÿง โœจ A black body. ๐Ÿ–ค No excess. โš™๏ธ Relentless beauty. ๐ŸŽจ This was not a product. It was philosophy, made tangible. ๐Ÿ’Ž The world did not respond. โ€œIt is too expensive.โ€ โ€œIt will not sell.โ€ โ€œIt is not practical.โ€ Those voices were correct. NeXT did not succeed in scale. ๐Ÿ“‰ That was never the point. Here, he completed the core. ๐Ÿง โœจ What to remove. What must remain. What humans truly need. What they only believe they need. He reduced everything to its absolute edge. โšก๏ธ And then, something else. Pixar. ๐ŸŽฌโœจ A small studio no one was paying attention to. He saw it immediately. ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ Technology exists to move emotion. ๐Ÿซ€ That possibility. Toy Story. ๐Ÿงธโœจ Not just a film. The first moment digital creation touched the human heart. ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ซ People cried. ๐Ÿ’ง For something that did not physically exist. ๐Ÿ–ฅ๏ธ That was the proof. His vision was correct. ๐Ÿ”ฅ Through NeXT, he completed structure. Through Pixar, he captured emotion. Logic and feeling. Technology and experience. Both fused within him. โšก๏ธโšก๏ธ At that point, he was already operating from another layer of reality. ๐Ÿง โœจ The world had not caught up. It could not. Because he was standing on the side of the future. ๐ŸŒŒ There was no return. No reason to return. Yet something was already moving. โŒ›๏ธ Apple. ๐ŸŽ The place that once rejected him was beginning to collapse. ๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿชž And that collapse pointed toward a single inevitability. He would be called back. The creator. The former king. The one who had lost everything and rebuilt everything. Returning to the center. โšก๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ This awakening was not revenge. Not proof. Completion. ๐Ÿง ๐Ÿ’Ž ๐ŸŒ• Chapter V: Reboot โ€” The Return of the King It had already begun to collapse. ๐Ÿ“‰ Apple. ๐ŸŽ The company that once reshaped the world was now being crushed by its own weight. ๐Ÿชž Too many products. No clear direction. No understanding of what it truly was anymore. ๐Ÿ“ฆโš ๏ธ Its former brilliance was fading. Then came a decision. โšก๏ธ Bring Steve Jobs back. The irony was unavoidable. The one once removed as a threat was now seen as the only solution. ๐Ÿชž Fate had completed its circle. โ™พ๏ธ And he returned. Not for revenge. For completion. ๐Ÿ”ฅ The Apple he stepped into was no longer the same place. But his perspective had not changed. ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ He saw it instantly. โ€œToo much.โ€ That was the first conclusion. So he cut. Products. ๐Ÿ“ฆ Departments. ๐Ÿ›๏ธ Everything unnecessary. โš™๏ธ All of it. This was not reform. It was redefinition. ๐Ÿง โšก๏ธ What is Apple? That question was rebuilt from zero. โšซ๏ธ Simple. Intuitive. Precise. ๐ŸŽจ Everything else was removed. What emerged was something entirely different. iMac. ๐Ÿ’ปโœจ Color. Form. A presence that demanded to be touched. This was not a machine. It was an extension of the human hand and mind. ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿง  And it did not stop there. iPod. ๐ŸŽง iTunes. ๐ŸŽถ Then iPhone. ๐Ÿ“ฑโœจ In that moment, the world shifted. ๐ŸŒโšก๏ธ The internet moved into the pocket. Information obeyed the fingertips. The boundary between human and technology collapsed completely. ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿง  This was not evolution. It was a rewrite. ๐Ÿ”ฅ The future he had seen had entered reality. โšก๏ธ๐Ÿšช The world reacted with shock. He did not. Because nothing here was unexpected. ๐Ÿง โœจ He had always known. Technology would not remain external. It would become an extension of humanity itself. And that extension would reshape the world. ๐ŸŒ Apple rose again. ๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ”ฅ No It rebooted. โšก๏ธ At its center was never the product. It was philosophy. ๐Ÿชž Remove. Refine. Reduce to essence. That thinking moved the world. The man once cast out now stood at its center. Yet he remained unchanged. Still outside. Still questioning. ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ โ€œIs this truly enough?โ€ That question continued to push everything forward. โšก๏ธ Reboot is not a return. It is transition. A movement into the next state. ๐Ÿ”ฅ And he proved it completely relentlessly without exception. ๐ŸŒโœจ ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ Chapter VI: The Last Signal โ€” Still, Create Time does not stop. โŒ›๏ธ No matter how much the world is changed, no matter how far into the future one can see, the human body still moves toward its end. ๐Ÿซ€ Steve Jobs. ๐Ÿ“ฑ He was not an exception. Illness. ๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ Weakening. An ending that moved closer with certainty. And still, he did not change. It was not that he felt no fear. He simply did not stop. ๐Ÿ”ฅ He kept asking. โ€œWhat truly matters?โ€ ๐Ÿง  The same question he had always carried. Only one thing was different. He understood the weight of time. โŒ›๏ธ It is not infinite. That is why he removed. Everything unnecessary. Every wasted decision. Anything that drifted away from the essential. โš™๏ธ What remained was life itself. ๐Ÿชž He once said โ€œIf today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?โ€ This question does not exist to produce an answer. It exists to change direction. โšก๏ธ His words outlived his products. Outlived his technology. Because they were not about tools. They were about how to use being human. ๐Ÿง โœจ Stay hungry. Stay foolish. Do not settle. Do not become too certain. It sounds contradictory. It is not. The moment something is complete, movement stops. The moment something is fully understood, challenge disappears. That is why he chose incompleteness. ๐Ÿ”ฅ Because creation requires it. He died. But nothing ended. Because he did not remain as a person. He remained as a structure. โš™๏ธ Remove. Question. Redefine. That way of thinking still moves through the world. ๐ŸŒ In your pocket. ๐Ÿ“ฑ At your fingertips. ๐Ÿซฑ In the moment you choose. ๐Ÿง  He is still there. Invisible. Certain. Reboot does not end. โšก๏ธ It was never his alone. It is a human function. ๐Ÿ”ฅ Create. Question. Rebuild. As long as that continues, humans do not stop. And neither does the world. ๐ŸŒโœจ Everything grows quiet. ๐ŸŒ‘ And within that silence, one signal remains. Still, create. ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธโœจ ๐ŸŽฏ Vega Mission ๐Ÿงฉ Which side are you on right now The side that is full or the side that is still hungry Are you choosing stability or are you choosing discomfort If today were your last day would you still choose the same path Your answer is your life in its current form Tell me Where are you standing now ๐Ÿง โšก๏ธ ๐ŸŽช#TheSparkCircus #SparkOfThoughtโšก๏ธ #SteveJobs #RebootMindset #ThinkDifferent #CreativeDisruption #DesignPhilosophy #HumanAndTechnology #StayHungryStayFoolish #StillCreate
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ๅŒใ˜ๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ ใพใฃใŸใๅˆฅใฎไธ–็•Œใ‚’่ช่ญ˜ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ‘๏ธ ๅญฆๆ กใฏ้€€ๅฑˆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ“š ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ•ใ„ใซใ€ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’่ฟ”ใ™ใ ใ‘ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใฏใ€โ€œ็™บ่ฆ‹โ€ใŒๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚โŒ›๏ธ ใ€Œใ™ใงใซ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆญฃ่งฃใซใ€ไพกๅ€คใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹๏ผŸใ€ ใใฎ้•ๅ’Œๆ„ŸใŒใ€ๅฝผใฎไธญใงๅฝขใซใชใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฝผใฏใ€ๅพ“ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚โšก๏ธ ใƒซใƒผใƒซใซใ€‚ ๅธธ่ญ˜ใซใ€‚ ๆœŸๅพ…ใซใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏๅฃŠใ—ใŸใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€œ้€šใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸโ€ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎ้“ใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใจ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚๐ŸŒ ็†่งฃใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ใ€็†่งฃใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’่จผๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ ๅฝผใฏๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ†…ๅดใฎไบบ้–“ใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅค–ๅดใซ็ซ‹ใกใ€ ไธ–็•Œใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ๅดใฎไบบ้–“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ” ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบ้–“ใŒๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ€ ๅฝผใฏไธ€ๅบฆๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๅ•ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹๏ผŸใ€๐Ÿง  ใใฎ็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใŒใ€ ๅฝผใฎไธญใซโ€œ็•ฐๅธธใช่ฆ–็‚นโ€ใ‚’ๅฝขๆˆใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚โšก๏ธ ้›ปๅญๅ›ž่ทฏใ€‚๐Ÿ”Œ ใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใ€‚๐ŸŽจ ๅ“ฒๅญฆใ€‚๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฏใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใฎ็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฒใจใคใฎโ€œไฝ“้จ“โ€ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๅฝผใฎไธญใงๆŽฅ็ถšใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ไธ–็•Œใฏๅˆ†ๆ–ญใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ่ช่ญ˜ใŒๅˆ†ๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‰ใฐ ใ™ในใฆใ‚’ใ€ใฒใจใคใซใงใใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏใพใ ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎโ€œใ‚บใƒฌโ€ใŒใ€ ใ“ใฎโ€œ้•ๅ’Œๆ„Ÿโ€ใŒใ€ ๅพŒใซไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆ›ธใๆ›ใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎใ€ ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎ่จญ่จˆๅ›ณใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€‚๐ŸŒโœจ ใ“ใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงใฒใจใคใ ใ‘็ขบใ‹ใชใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏโ€œๆ™ฎ้€šโ€ใซใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ŠใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้™ใ‹ใชๅคœใฎไธญใงใ€ ใฒใจใคใฎๆ„ๅฟ—ใŒ็ขบใ‹ใซ่Šฝใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚๐ŸŒฑ โ€”โ€”ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ใ€ใใฎใพใพๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ ็–‘ใˆใ€‚ ๅฃŠใ›ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ไฝœใ‚Š็›ดใ›ใ€‚๐Ÿ”ฅ ใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ๅฝผใฎๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ“ฑโœจ โšก๏ธ ็ฌฌโ…ก็ซ ๏ผš่ปขๆ› โ€” ไธ–็•Œใธใฎไพตๅ…ฅ๏ผˆThe Invasion of Reality๏ผ‰ ไธ–็•Œใฏใ€ใพใ ๅฝผใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚๐ŸŒ ใ ใŒๅฝผใฎไธญใงใฏใ€ใ™ใงใซโ€œๆบ–ๅ‚™โ€ใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚โš™๏ธ๐Ÿง  ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒ–ใƒปใ‚ธใƒงใƒ–ใ‚บใ€‚๐Ÿ“ฑ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒ–ใƒปใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใ‚บใƒ‹ใ‚ขใƒƒใ‚ฏใ€‚๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ’ก ใ“ใฎไบŒไบบใฎๅ‡บไผšใ„ใฏใ€ๅถ็„ถใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ไธ–็•Œใฎโ€œๆง‹้€ โ€ใŒไบคๅทฎใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚โšก๏ธ ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใ‚บใฏใ€ๅคฉๆ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿง โœจ ๅ›ž่ทฏใ‚’ๆ„›ใ—ใ€ใƒญใ‚ธใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใ€ ๆฉŸๆขฐใจไผš่ฉฑใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็”ทใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ’ป ไธ€ๆ–นใงใ‚ธใƒงใƒ–ใ‚บใฏ้•ใ†ใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏโ€œๆ„ๅ‘ณโ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿชž ๆŠ€่ก“ใฎๅ…ˆใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€โ€œไบบ้–“ใฎไฝ“้จ“โ€ใ‚’ใ€‚๐Ÿซ€ ใ“ใฎไบŒไบบใŒ็ต„ใ‚“ใ ็žฌ้–“ใ€ ใŸใ ใฎๆฉŸๆขฐใฏใ€โ€œๆ€ๆƒณโ€ใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚โšก๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ ใ‚ฌใƒฌใƒผใ‚ธใ€‚๐Ÿ  ใใ‚ŒใŒใ™ในใฆใฎๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅบƒใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ็‰นๅˆฅใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใใฎ็ฉบ้–“ใซใฏใ€ ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆ›ธใๆ›ใˆใ‚‹โ€œๅฏ†ๅบฆโ€ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚โšก๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฆ Appleใ€‚๐ŸŽ ใใ‚Œใฏไผๆฅญๅใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€œๅฎฃ่จ€โ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ€”โ€”ใƒ†ใ‚ฏใƒŽใƒญใ‚ธใƒผใฏใ€้ธใฐใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒ่งฆใ‚Œใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒไฝฟใ„ใ€ ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚๐ŸŒโœจ ใใ‚ŒใŒๅฝผใฎๆ€ๆƒณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ Apple Iใ€‚๐Ÿ’ป ็ถšใApple IIใ€‚โšก๏ธ ใใ‚ŒใฏใŸใ ใฎใ‚ณใƒณใƒ”ใƒฅใƒผใ‚ฟใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€œๅ€‹ไบบโ€ใŒๅˆใ‚ใฆใ€ ใƒ†ใ‚ฏใƒŽใƒญใ‚ธใƒผใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿ“ฑ ไธ–็•Œใฏใพใ ๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่ฃฝๅ“ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€œ้ฉๅ‘ฝใฎๅ…ฅๅฃโ€ใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใ€‚๐Ÿšช๐Ÿ”ฅ ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ–ใ‚บใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไบบใฏใ€ใ‚นใƒšใƒƒใ‚ฏใงใฏๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€œไฝ“้จ“โ€ใงๅ‹•ใใ€‚๐Ÿซ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฝผใฏ็ฃจใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝขใ‚’ใ€‚๐ŸŽจ ่งฆใ‚ŒใŸใจใใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใ‚’ใ€‚๐Ÿคฒ ็ฎฑใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใฎโ€œๆ„Ÿๆƒ…โ€ใ‚’ใ€‚๐Ÿ“ฆโœจ ใ™ในใฆใฏ่จˆ็ฎ—ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ โ€œ่จญ่จˆใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸโ€ใ€‚โš™๏ธ ใ‚ณใƒณใƒ”ใƒฅใƒผใ‚ฟใฏๅ†ทใŸใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ ไบบ้–“ใฎๅปถ้•ทใงใ‚ใ‚‹ในใใ ใ€‚๐Ÿง ๐Ÿ’ป ๅฝผใฏใใ†ไฟกใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎๆ€ๆƒณใฏ ใ™ใใซใฏ็†่งฃใ•ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ใ€ๅฑ้™บ่ฆ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚โš ๏ธ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใ ใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œ็พŽใ—ใ•ใซๆ„ๅ‘ณใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ใ€ŒๆฉŸ่ƒฝใ ใ‘ใงใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ใใฎๅฃฐใฏใ€็พๅฎŸใฎๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆŠตๆŠ—ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐ŸŒ ใ ใŒๅฝผใฏๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใœใชใ‚‰ๅฝผใฏใ€ ใ™ใงใซโ€œๆฌกใฎไธ–็•Œโ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚๐Ÿ‘๏ธโœจ ไบบใจใƒ†ใ‚ฏใƒŽใƒญใ‚ธใƒผใŒใ€ ๅˆ†้›ขใ—ใชใ„ๆœชๆฅใ€‚ ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใง็›ดๆ„Ÿ็š„ใซ็†่งฃใงใใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใ€‚ ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒโ€œๅ‰ตใ‚‹ๅดโ€ใซๅ›žใ‚Œใ‚‹็พๅฎŸใ€‚๐Ÿ”ฅ ใใฎๆœชๆฅใฏใ€ใพใ ๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฝผใฏใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‚’โ€œ็พๅฎŸใซไพตๅ…ฅใ•ใ›ใ‚‹โ€ใ“ใจใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใ€‚โšก๏ธ๐Ÿšช Appleใฏๆˆ้•ทใ—ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ“ˆ ๆ€ฅๆฟ€ใซใ€‚็ˆ†็™บ็š„ใซใ€‚๐Ÿ’ฅ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ ๆญชใฟใ‚‚็”Ÿใพใ‚Œๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚๐Ÿชž ็†ๆƒณใจ็พๅฎŸใ€‚ ๅ‰ต้€ ใจ็ต„็น”ใ€‚ ่‡ช็”ฑใจๅˆถๅพกใ€‚ ใ™ในใฆใŒ่ก็ชใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚โšก๏ธโšก๏ธโšก๏ธ ใ ใŒใ“ใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงใฏใ€ ใพใ ่ชฐใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎโ€œๆˆๅŠŸโ€ใŒใ€ใ‚„ใŒใฆ ๅฝผ่‡ช่บซใ‚’โ€œๅค–ใธๅผพใๅ‡บใ™โ€ๅผ•ใ้‡‘ใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€‚๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ ไธ–็•Œใฏใ€ๅฝผใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ ๆ‹’็ตถใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚‚ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚๐ŸŒ‘ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๅฝผใฏ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ๆญขใพใ‚‹็†็”ฑใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใชใœใชใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ ใŸใ ใฎๆˆๅŠŸใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”โ€œไพตๅ…ฅโ€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚โšก๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ ใใ—ใฆใใฎไพตๅ…ฅใฏใ€ ็ขบๅฎŸใซไธ–็•Œใฎ่ผช้ƒญใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚๐ŸŒโœจ ๐Ÿชž ็ฌฌโ…ข็ซ ๏ผšๅดฉๅฃŠ โ€” ่ฟฝๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็Ž‹๏ผˆThe Fall of the Creator๏ผ‰ ๆˆๅŠŸใฏใ€ๅฝผใ‚’้ ‚็‚นใธๆŠผใ—ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ“ˆโœจ ใ ใŒใใฎ้ ‚็‚นใฏใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซโ€œๅญค็ซ‹โ€ใ‚’ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ AppleใฏๅทจๅคงใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚๐ŸŽ ๆ€ฅๆˆ้•ทใ€‚็ˆ†็™บใ€‚ไธ–็•Œ็š„ไผๆฅญใ€‚๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ฅ ใใฎๅ†…้ƒจใงใฏใ€ ้™ใ‹ใซโ€œไบ€่ฃ‚โ€ใŒ่ตฐใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿชž ็†ๆƒณใจ็พๅฎŸใ€‚โš–๏ธ ๅ‰ต้€ ใจ็ตŒๅ–ถใ€‚๐Ÿ›๏ธ ็›ดๆ„Ÿใจ่ซ–็†ใ€‚๐Ÿง  ใใฎใ™ในใฆใŒใ€่ก็ชใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚โšก๏ธโšก๏ธโšก๏ธ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ–ใ‚บใฏใ€ๅฆฅๅ”ใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฎŒ็’งใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใŸใ€‚๐ŸŽฏ ็พŽใ—ใ•ใ‚’่ฒซใ„ใŸใ€‚๐ŸŽจ ไฝ“้จ“ใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚‰ใ›ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿซ€ ใ ใŒ็ต„็น”ใฏ้•ใ†ใ€‚ ๅˆฉ็›Šใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚๐Ÿ’ฐ ๅฎ‰ๅฎšใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚๐Ÿ“Š ไบˆๆธฌๅฏ่ƒฝใชๆœชๆฅใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚โŒ›๏ธ ใใฎๅทฎใฏใ€ใ‚„ใŒใฆๆฑบๅฎš็š„ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏๅ‰ต้€ ่€…ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ โ€œๅˆถๅพกใงใใชใ„ๅญ˜ๅœจโ€ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚โš ๏ธ ไผš่ญฐๅฎคใ€‚๐Ÿ›๏ธ ๅ†ทใŸใ„็ฉบๆฐ—ใ€‚ ไธฆใถใ‚นใƒผใƒ„ใ€‚ ไบคใ‚ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹่ฆ–็ทšใ€‚๐Ÿ‘๏ธ ใใ“ใซใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฏพ่ฉฑใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”โ€œๅˆคๆ–ญโ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚โš–๏ธ ใ€Œๅฝผใฏๅฑ้™บใ ใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œไผš็คพใ‚’ๅฃŠใ™ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒซใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŸใกใฏใ€ ้™ใ‹ใซใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—็ขบๅฎŸใซ็ฉใฟไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚๐Ÿงฑ ใ‹ใคใฆไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ ใใฎไธ–็•Œใฎไธญใงโ€œ็•ฐ็‰ฉโ€ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿชž ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆฑบๅฎšใฎๆ™‚ใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ 1985ๅนดใ€‚๐Ÿ“… ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒ–ใƒปใ‚ธใƒงใƒ–ใ‚บใฏใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅ‰ตใฃใŸไผš็คพใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟฝๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ โ€”โ€”ๅ‰ต้€ ่€…ใŒใ€ๅค–ใซๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏๅคฑๆ•—ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ•—ๅŒ—ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€œๆ–ญ็ตถโ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚โšก๏ธ ๅฝผใฎๅฑ…ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚ ็ฏ‰ใไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ไฟกใ˜ใฆใใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใ™ในใฆใŒใ€ๆ‰‹ใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿ’จ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ ๅฝผใฎไธญใงไฝ•ใ‹ใŒๅฃŠใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚โ€œๅ‰ฅใŒใ‚ŒใŸโ€ใ€‚๐Ÿชถ ๅฝน่ทใŒใ€‚ ่‚ฉๆ›ธใใŒใ€‚ ๅค–ๅดใฎ่ฉ•ไพกใŒใ€‚ ใ™ในใฆๅ‰ฅใŒใ‚Œ่ฝใกใŸใ‚ใจใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ ใฒใจใ‚Šใฎไบบ้–“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ ใใ—ใฆใใฎไบบ้–“ใฏใ€ ใพใ ็‡ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ”ฅ ๅฝผใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒAppleใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸใ“ใจใงใ€ ใ€€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅ†ใณโ€œ่ปฝใโ€ใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ ใใ‚Œใฏ็šฎ่‚‰ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ็œŸๅฎŸใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆˆๅŠŸใฏใ€้‡ใ•ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅœฐไฝใฏใ€ๅˆถ็ด„ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆไปŠใ€ๅฝผใฏ่‡ช็”ฑใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ—ฝ ไฝ•ใ‚‚ๆŒใŸใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚โšก๏ธ ใ ใŒไธ–็•Œใฏใ€ใใ†ใฏ่ฆ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸ็”ทใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ‹ใคใฆใฎๅคฉๆ‰ใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œ้ŽๅŽปใฎไบบ้–“ใ€‚ใ€ ใใฎใƒฌใƒƒใƒ†ใƒซใŒใ€ๅฝผใซ่ฒผใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚๐Ÿชž ใ ใŒใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ ๅฝผใฏๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆญขใพใ‚‹็†็”ฑใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใชใœใชใ‚‰ๅฝผใซใจใฃใฆใ€ ๅ‰ตใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏโ€œไป•ไบ‹โ€ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”โ€œๆœฌ่ƒฝโ€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚๐Ÿง ๐Ÿ”ฅ ่ฟฝๆ”พใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ โ€œๅ†่ตทๅ‹•ๅ‰ใฎๅฎŒๅ…จๅœๆญขโ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚โšซ๏ธ ใ™ในใฆใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใ€ ๅฝผใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆโ€œ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ ใ‘โ€ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใ“ใใŒใ€ ๆœ€ใ‚‚็ด”ๅบฆใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ๅ‰ต้€ ใฎ่ตท็‚นใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚โšก๏ธ ไธ–็•Œใฏๅฝผใ‚’ๆจใฆใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ ๅฝผใฏโ€œไธ–็•Œใ‹ใ‚‰่งฃๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸโ€ใ€‚๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ ใ“ใฎๅดฉๅฃŠใฏใ€็ ดๅฃŠใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”ๅ†ๆง‹็ฏ‰ใฎๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ”ฅ ๐Ÿ”ฅ ็ฌฌโ…ฃ็ซ ๏ผš่ฆš้†’ โ€” ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ†ๆง‹็ฏ‰๏ผˆThe Rebuild from Nothing๏ผ‰ ใ™ในใฆใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸใ‚ใจใ€ ไธ–็•Œใฏ้™ใ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐ŸŒ‘ ๆ‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ่ฉ•ไพกใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆœŸๅพ…ใ™ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”ๅฎŒๅ…จใชโ€œ็„ก้Ÿณโ€ใ€‚๐Ÿ”‡ ใ ใŒใใฎๆฒˆ้ป™ใฎไธญใงใ€ ๅฝผใฎๆ€่€ƒใ ใ‘ใŒใ€็•ฐๆง˜ใช้€Ÿๅบฆใงๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿง โšก๏ธ ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒ–ใƒปใ‚ธใƒงใƒ–ใ‚บใ€‚๐Ÿ“ฑ ๅฝผใฏๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆญขใพใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†้ธๆŠž่‚ขใŒใ€ๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใœใชใ‚‰ๅฝผใซใจใฃใฆใ€ ๅ‰ต้€ ใฏๅ‘ผๅธใจๅŒใ˜ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ”ฅ ๅฝผใฏๅ†ใณๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‚‚ๆŒใŸใšใซใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‚‚่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ‚ใšใซใ€‚ โ€”โ€”ใ‚ผใƒญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚โšซ๏ธ NeXTใ€‚๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’ป ใใ‚Œใฏไผš็คพใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€œ็†ๆƒณใฎๅ†่จญ่จˆโ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚โš™๏ธ ๅฎŒ็’งใชใ‚ณใƒณใƒ”ใƒฅใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฎŒ็’งใชโ€œไฝ“้จ“โ€ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒๅฝผใฎ็›ฎ็š„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿซ€โœจ ้ป’ใ„ใƒœใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ€‚๐Ÿ–ค ็„ก้ง„ใฎใชใ„่จญ่จˆใ€‚โš™๏ธ ๅพนๅบ•ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็พŽใ—ใ•ใ€‚๐ŸŽจ ใใ‚Œใฏ่ฃฝๅ“ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”ๆ€ๆƒณใฎ็ตๆ™ถใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ’Ž ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ไธ–็•Œใฏๅ†ทใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ซ˜ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œๅฃฒใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ใ€Œ็พๅฎŸ็š„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ใใฎๅฃฐใฏๆญฃใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ NeXTใฏใ€ๅคงใใใฏๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ“‰ ใ“ใ“ใง้‡่ฆใชใฎใฏใ€ โ€œๅฃฒใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹โ€ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏใ“ใ“ใงใ€ โ€œๆœฌ่ณชโ€ใ‚’ๅฎŒๆˆใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿง โœจ ไฝ•ใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚Šใ€ ไฝ•ใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ™ในใใ‹ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใŒไบบ้–“ใซใจใฃใฆๅฟ…่ฆใงใ€ ไฝ•ใŒไธ่ฆใชใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใใฎใ™ในใฆใ‚’ใ€ๆฅต้™ใพใง็ชใ่ฉฐใ‚ใŸใ€‚โšก๏ธ ใใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคใ€‚ Pixarใ€‚๐ŸŽฌโœจ ่ชฐใ‚‚ๆณจ็›ฎใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ๅฐใ•ใชๆ˜ ๅƒไผš็คพใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏ่ฆ‹ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ‘๏ธ ใƒ†ใ‚ฏใƒŽใƒญใ‚ธใƒผใฏใ€ โ€œๆ„Ÿๆƒ…โ€ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ใŸใ‚ใซๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚๐Ÿซ€ ใใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’ใ€‚ ใƒˆใ‚คใƒปใ‚นใƒˆใƒผใƒชใƒผใ€‚๐Ÿงธโœจ ใใ‚Œใฏๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ๆ˜ ็”ปใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ไธ–็•Œใงๅˆใ‚ใฆใ€ โ€œใƒ‡ใ‚ธใ‚ฟใƒซใŒๅฟƒใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“โ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ซ ไบบใฏใ€ๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ’ง ใ‚ณใƒณใƒ”ใƒฅใƒผใ‚ฟใงไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅญ˜ๅœจใซใ€‚๐Ÿ–ฅ๏ธ โ€”โ€”ใใ‚ŒใŒ่จผๆ˜Žใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใฎๆ€ๆƒณใฏใ€ๆญฃใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ”ฅ NeXTใงโ€œๆง‹้€ โ€ใ‚’ๅฎŒๆˆใ•ใ›ใ€ Pixarใงโ€œๆ„Ÿๆƒ…โ€ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ็†ใจๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ€‚ ๆŠ€่ก“ใจไฝ“้จ“ใ€‚ ใใฎไธกๆ–นใŒใ€ๅฝผใฎไธญใงๅฎŒๅ…จใซ่žๅˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚โšก๏ธโšก๏ธ ใ“ใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€ ๅฝผใฏใ™ใงใซโ€œๆฌกใฎๆฌกๅ…ƒโ€ใซใ„ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿง โœจ ใ ใŒไธ–็•Œใฏใ€ใพใ ่ฟฝใ„ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„..... ่ฟฝใ„ใคใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใœใชใ‚‰ๅฝผใฏใ€ โ€œๆœชๆฅๅดโ€ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚๐ŸŒŒ ๅฝผใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ€้ŽๅŽปใซใฏๆˆปใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆˆปใ‚‹็†็”ฑใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒ้‹ๅ‘ฝใฏใ€้™ใ‹ใซๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚โŒ›๏ธ Appleใ€‚๐ŸŽ ใ‹ใคใฆๅฝผใ‚’่ฟฝๆ”พใ—ใŸใใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใŒใ€ ๅดฉใ‚Œๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿชž ใใ—ใฆใใฎๅดฉๅฃŠใฏใ€ ใฒใจใคใฎๅฟ…็„ถใธใจ็น‹ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”ๅ‘ผใณๆˆปใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‰ต้€ ่€…ใŒใ€‚ ใ‹ใคใฆใฎ็Ž‹ใŒใ€‚ ใ™ในใฆใ‚’ๅคฑใ„ใ€ ใ™ในใฆใ‚’ๅ†ๆง‹็ฏ‰ใ—ใŸใใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใŒใ€ ๅ†ใณโ€œไธญๅฟƒโ€ใธใจๆˆปใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใ€‚โšก๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ ใ“ใฎ่ฆš้†’ใฏใ€ๅพฉ่ฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ่จผๆ˜Žใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”โ€œๅฎŒๆˆโ€ใ ใ€‚๐Ÿง ๐Ÿ’Ž ๐ŸŒ• ็ฌฌโ…ค็ซ ๏ผšๅ†่ตทๅ‹• โ€” ็Ž‹ใฎๅธฐ้‚„๏ผˆThe Return of the Creator๏ผ‰ ๅดฉใ‚Œๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ“‰ Appleใ€‚๐ŸŽ ใ‹ใคใฆไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใŸใใฎไผš็คพใฏใ€ ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎ้‡ใ•ใซๆŠผใ—ๆฝฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿชž ่ฃฝๅ“ใฏๅข—ใˆใ™ใŽใ€ ๆ–นๅ‘ใฏๆ›–ๆ˜งใซใชใ‚Šใ€ โ€œไฝ•ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ไผš็คพใชใฎใ‹โ€ใ™ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ“ฆโš ๏ธ ใ‹ใคใฆใฎ่ผใใฏใ€่–„ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ โ€”โ€”ใใ—ใฆใใฎๆ™‚ใ€ ใฒใจใคใฎๆฑบๆ–ญใŒไธ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚โšก๏ธ ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒ–ใƒปใ‚ธใƒงใƒ–ใ‚บใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๆˆปใ›ใ€‚ ็šฎ่‚‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‹ใคใฆโ€œๅฑ้™บโ€ใจใ—ใฆๆŽ’้™คใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅญ˜ๅœจใŒใ€ โ€œๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎ่งฃๆฑบ็ญ–โ€ใจใ—ใฆๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚๐Ÿชž ้‹ๅ‘ฝใฏใ€ๅ††ใ‚’ๆใใ€‚โ™พ๏ธ ใใ—ใฆๅฝผใฏๆˆปใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅพฉ่ฎใฎใŸใ‚ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”ๅฎŒๆˆใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€‚๐Ÿ”ฅ ๅ†ใณ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸAppleใฏใ€ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๅˆฅใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒๅฝผใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฏใ€ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚๐Ÿ‘๏ธ ่ฟทใ„ใชใใ€ ๆ ธๅฟƒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆŠœใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคšใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€ ใใ‚ŒใŒๆœ€ๅˆใฎๅˆคๆ–ญใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏๅ‰ŠใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ฃฝๅ“ใ‚’ใ€‚๐Ÿ“ฆ ้ƒจ็ฝฒใ‚’ใ€‚๐Ÿ›๏ธ ็„ก้ง„ใ‚’ใ€‚โš™๏ธ ใ™ในใฆใ‚’ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏๆ”น้ฉใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”โ€œๅ†ๅฎš็พฉโ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿง โšก๏ธ Appleใจใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆโ€œใ‚ผใƒญโ€ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝœใ‚Š็›ดใ™ใ€‚โšซ๏ธ ใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใซใ€‚ ็›ดๆ„Ÿ็š„ใซใ€‚ ็พŽใ—ใใ€‚๐ŸŽจ ใใฎ่ปธใ ใ‘ใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใ€ ไป–ใฏใ™ในใฆๆจใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็ตๆžœใ€็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ€‚ iMacใ€‚๐Ÿ’ปโœจ ่‰ฒใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ ๆ›ฒ็ทšใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ โ€œ่งฆใ‚ŒใŸใใชใ‚‹ๅญ˜ๅœจโ€ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ณใƒณใƒ”ใƒฅใƒผใ‚ฟใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ€”โ€”โ€œไฝ“้จ“โ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿซ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๆตใ‚Œใฏๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ iPodใ€‚๐ŸŽง iTunesใ€‚๐ŸŽถ ใใ—ใฆใ€ iPhoneใ€‚๐Ÿ“ฑโœจ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไธ–็•Œใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚๐ŸŒโšก๏ธ ใƒใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใฎไธญใซใ€ ใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใƒใƒƒใƒˆใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒใ€ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใงๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไบบใจใƒ†ใ‚ฏใƒŽใƒญใ‚ธใƒผใฎๅขƒ็•ŒใŒใ€ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿง  ใใ‚Œใฏ้€ฒๅŒ–ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”โ€œๆ›ธใๆ›ใˆโ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ”ฅ ๅฝผใŒใšใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸๆœชๆฅใŒใ€ ใคใ„ใซ็พๅฎŸใซไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€‚โšก๏ธ๐Ÿšช ไธ–็•Œใฏ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒๅฝผใฏใ€้ฉšใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใชใœใชใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ โ€œๆƒณๅฎšๅ†…โ€ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚๐Ÿง โœจ ๅฝผใฏใšใฃใจๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ†ใ‚ฏใƒŽใƒญใ‚ธใƒผใฏใ€ ไบบ้–“ใฎๅปถ้•ทใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใใฎๅปถ้•ทใฏใ€ ไธ–็•Œใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚๐ŸŒ Appleใฏๅพฉๆดปใ—ใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ”ฅ ใ„ใ‚„...... โ€œๅ†่ตทๅ‹•ใ—ใŸโ€ใ€‚โšก๏ธ ใ ใŒใใฎไธญๅฟƒใซใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ ่ฃฝๅ“ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ€ๆƒณใ ใ€‚๐Ÿชž ๅ‰ŠใŽ่ฝใจใ—ใ€ ็ ”ใŽๆพ„ใพใ—ใ€ ๆœฌ่ณชใ ใ‘ใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ™ใ€‚ ใใฎๅ“ฒๅญฆใŒใ€ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‹ใคใฆ่ฟฝๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ ไปŠใ‚„ไธ–็•Œใฎไธญๅฟƒใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผ่‡ช่บซใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅค–ๅดใซ็ซ‹ใกใ€ ๅ•ใ„็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ๅญ˜ๅœจใฎใพใพใ ใ€‚๐Ÿ‘๏ธ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹๏ผŸใ€ ใใฎๅ•ใ„ใŒใ€ ใ™ในใฆใ‚’้€ฒๅŒ–ใ•ใ›็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚โšก๏ธ ๅ†่ตทๅ‹•ใจใฏใ€ ๅ…ƒใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”โ€œๆฌกใฎๆฎต้šŽใธ้€ฒใ‚€ใ“ใจโ€ใ ใ€‚๐Ÿ”ฅ ใใ—ใฆๅฝผใฏใ€ ใใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚’ไธ–็•Œใซ็คบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซใ€‚ ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใซใ€‚ ่ฆ†ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚๐ŸŒโœจ ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ ็ฌฌโ…ฅ็ซ ๏ผš้บ่จ€ โ€” ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๅ‰ตใ‚Œ๏ผˆThe Last Signal๏ผ‰ ๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ€ๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚โŒ›๏ธ ใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ€ ใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๆœชๆฅใ‚’ๅ…ˆใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ ไบบ้–“ใฎไฝ“ใฏใ€็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚๐Ÿซ€ ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒ–ใƒปใ‚ธใƒงใƒ–ใ‚บใ€‚๐Ÿ“ฑ ใใฎ่‚‰ไฝ“ใ‚‚ใพใŸใ€ไพ‹ๅค–ใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็—…ใ€‚๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ ่กฐใˆใ€‚ ็ขบๅฎŸใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใโ€œ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šโ€ใ€‚ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉๅฝผใฏใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”ๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ”ฅ ๅฝผใฏๅ•ใ„็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ้‡่ฆใชใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‹๏ผŸใ€๐Ÿง  ใใฎๅ•ใ„ใฏใ€่‹ฅใ„้ ƒใจๅŒใ˜ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใŸใ ใฒใจใค้•ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ โ€œๆ™‚้–“ใฎ้‡ใ•โ€ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ ใ€‚โŒ›๏ธ ็„ก้™ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ๅ‰Šใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฝ™่จˆใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ€‚ ็„ก้ง„ใช้ธๆŠžใ‚’ใ€‚ ๆœฌ่ณชใ‹ใ‚‰้ ใ–ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ™ในใฆใ‚’ใ€‚โš™๏ธ ใใ—ใฆๆœ€ๅพŒใซๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒโ€”โ€”โ€œไบบ็”Ÿโ€ใ ใ€‚๐Ÿชž ๅฝผใฏ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ไปŠๆ—ฅใŒไบบ็”Ÿๆœ€ๅพŒใฎๆ—ฅใ ใจใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€€ไปŠใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ€ ใใฎๅ•ใ„ใฏใ€ ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”้ธๆŠžใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚โšก๏ธ ๅฝผใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏใ€ ่ฃฝๅ“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆทฑใใ€ ๆŠ€่ก“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้•ทใๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใœใชใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ โ€œไบบ้–“ใฎไฝฟใ„ๆ–นโ€ใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚๐Ÿง โœจ Stay hungry. Stay foolish. ๆบ€ใŸใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ ่ณขใใชใ‚Šใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏใ€็Ÿ›็›พใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ ๆœ€ใ‚‚ๆœฌ่ณชใ‚’็ชใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฎŒๆˆใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไบบ้–“ใฏๆญขใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็†่งฃใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๆŒ‘ๆˆฆใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฝผใฏใ€ ๆœชๅฎŒๆˆใงใ‚ใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใ‚ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚๐Ÿ”ฅ ใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ๅ‰ตใ‚‹่€…ใฎๆกไปถใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใœใชใ‚‰ๅฝผใฏใ€โ€œไบบ้–“โ€ใจใ—ใฆใงใฏใชใใ€ โ€”โ€”โ€œๆง‹้€ โ€ใจใ—ใฆๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚โš™๏ธ ๅ‰Šใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ•ใ„็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ†ๅฎš็พฉใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๆ€่€ƒใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ€ ไปŠใ‚‚ไธ–็•Œใฎไธญใงๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚๐ŸŒ ใƒใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใฎไธญใงใ€‚๐Ÿ“ฑ ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใฎไธญใงใ€‚๐Ÿซฑ ้ธๆŠžใฎ็žฌ้–“ใงใ€‚๐Ÿง  ๅฝผใฏใใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ๅฝขใงใ€‚ ็ขบๅฎŸใซใ€‚ ๅ†่ตทๅ‹•ใฏใ€็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚โšก๏ธ ใใ‚Œใฏๅฝผใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”ไบบ้–“ใฎๆฉŸ่ƒฝใ ใ€‚๐Ÿ”ฅ ๅ‰ตใ‚Œใ€‚็–‘ใˆใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆไฝœใ‚Š็›ดใ›ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒใงใใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใ€ไบบ้–“ใฏๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไธ–็•Œใ‚‚ใพใŸใ€ๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚๐ŸŒโœจ ้™ใ‹ใซใ€ใ™ในใฆใŒๆฒˆใ‚€ใ€‚๐ŸŒ‘ ใใฎๆฒˆ้ป™ใฎไธญใงใ€ใฒใจใคใฎไฟกๅทใ ใ‘ใŒๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€”โ€”ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‰ตใ‚Œใ€‚ ๐ŸŽฏ ๅ›ฃ้•ทใƒŸใƒƒใ‚ทใƒงใƒณ๐Ÿงฉ ๐Ÿ‘‰ไปŠใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏโ€œๆบ€ใŸใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ๅดโ€ใ‹๏ผŸใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚โ€œ้ฃขใˆใฆใ‚‹ๅดโ€ใ‹ใ€‚ ๐Ÿ‘‰ๅฎ‰ๅฎšใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚้•ๅ’Œๆ„Ÿใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ ๐Ÿ‘‰ใ‚‚ใ—ไปŠๆ—ฅใŒๆœ€ๅพŒใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎ้ธๆŠžใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็ญ”ใˆใŒใ€ใใฎใพใพโ€œไปŠใฎไบบ็”Ÿใฎ็ฒพๅบฆโ€ใ‚„ใ€‚ ใ‚ณใƒกใƒณใƒˆใงๆ•™ใˆใฆใชโœ๏ธ ไปŠใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ€ใฉใฃใกๅดใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹๏ผŸ๐Ÿง โšก๏ธ ๐ŸŽช#ใŠ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚ตใƒผใ‚ซใ‚น #ๆ€่€ƒใฎใ‚นใƒ‘ใƒผใ‚ฏ็Ÿญ็ทจๅฐ่ชฌ โšก๏ธ #ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒ–ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ–ใ‚บ #ๅ†่ตทๅ‹•ใฎๅ“ฒๅญฆ #ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆ›ธใๆ›ใˆใŸ็”ท #้•ๅ’Œๆ„Ÿใฎๆญฃไฝ“ #ๅ‰ต้€ ่€…ใฎๆ€่€ƒ #ๅ‰ŠใŽ่ฝใจใ™็พŽๅญฆ #ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๅ‰ตใ‚Œ
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