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Post by Date Saburou Yukiie on Sept 23, 2005 16:04:57 GMT -5
Well, Brutal is as brutal does... I can fight as hard as any, including Ek and Atlantians... In martial worlds, I can tough it out with the best of them, or so I like to believe. I have been in brutal fights - but these are mutually agreed on things. For normal SCA combat, I apply normal conventions, as should we all. I am not brutal for the sake of being brutal. I actually like finness better than pure slug fests... but there are times when a fighter must duke it out. Yes, I am comfortable with hojojutsu... Yes, I know various aikido and other non-armed submission techniques... I went through the first gulf war and had to use many of my practiced arts... yet, I can still tell if the silks of one's spring garment are out of date, or if one's perfume is a southern import... Sigh...being an all around Samurai is so hard sometimes...
As to the animations, for which there are more in progress, the humor and points vary... Picture any sensei being attacked by a young upstart...then putting them in their place... For the second one, I think Ii-dono has the right idea, adding that it is not only how you die, but how much fun you have getting there!
Break's over...back on my head... Date
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Post by raycornwell2 on Sept 23, 2005 16:09:55 GMT -5
Ah, but if you focus on how you fight, you don't have to worry about how you die! lol, ok, I get it now, thinking about it, it is more interesting to here someone tell you how they lost, than to hear someone tell you how they won!
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Post by Date Saburou Yukiie on Sept 23, 2005 16:15:53 GMT -5
true...but if one applies proper Buddhist Non-attachment to the events around oneself, paying attention to neither how one fights, nor how one will die, the events will unravel as they should... If a combatant is paying attention to how they fight, they will die. plain and simple. If one pays attention to their imminent death, they will die, plain and simple. If one goes into battle knowing their life is neither theirs nor the result of their actions, one will live. I gave my life to my sensei, and I don't have to worry about it, tomodachi. I just fight. Well. And I die. Well. I don't care, either way.
Thoughts. Date
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Sept 23, 2005 16:59:10 GMT -5
You DO realize I was kidding.
While I have never been a practitioner of the martial arts, I do understand the motivation to attempt an all-out how-hard-can-I-push-myself or a how-hard-can-we-push-each-other challenge. Twenty plus years of convincing horses that they wanted to do what I wanted to do.....
;D With green horses, you and the horse take turns being sensei.
S.
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Post by raycornwell2 on Sept 24, 2005 21:49:16 GMT -5
Date, taht is much like what Musashi teaches. I was just kidding about focusing on how you fight, I was more just trying to say that one needs to practice, fate or not. Otherwise, your gonna die.
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Post by OgamiBusho on Sept 28, 2005 10:44:11 GMT -5
"Respect the gods, but don't rely on them."
And that was said by......?
Anyone? Anyone?
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Post by Date Saburou Yukiie on Sept 28, 2005 11:12:53 GMT -5
having convinced a horse or two of the natural order of things, I wish to say that working with horses IS a martial art...
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Post by Date Saburou Yukiie on Sept 28, 2005 11:14:16 GMT -5
Conan?
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Post by Otagiri Tatsuzou on Sept 28, 2005 11:35:10 GMT -5
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Sept 28, 2005 13:56:31 GMT -5
Except when it's not. It can be quite harmonious. S.
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Post by Otagiri Tatsuzou on Sept 28, 2005 14:45:53 GMT -5
Except when it's not. It can be quite harmonious. Ahh... hime. Have we not disspelled the notion of martial arts as brutal and undisciplined? Released, it rises from the horsed archer, it falls to the mast-borne fan Munetake's bowstring hums In accord with Heaven's will At the waters' edge Stands Innei as the river plays the moon's light Illumination piercing Clouded mind, the doubting sky Two Heavens, Two Swords Timing is in everything Timing in the void Even giant Musashi Reads the rythym of his foe
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Post by Date Saburou Yukiie on Sept 28, 2005 16:17:43 GMT -5
Do not fall into the mistaken idea that the horse is not a martial artist...Harmony is a mutual thing...
chest taking in air and releasing plumes of steam enjoying the trot the rider and I are one my purpose his desire
Date
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Sept 28, 2005 21:16:08 GMT -5
It's a good thing I can't reach over and judiciously - but not brutally - apply the flat of my sensu upside SOMEONE's fuzzy head for not paying attention. I never said anything about discipline or lack thereof. Acquisition of a physical skill takes practice. Correct acquisition of said skill takes discipline. Talent helps, but talent isn't worth beans without discipline. What I did do was comment of the fact that Date-dono finds the adjective "brutal" useful for certain situations - and he expanded upon why the connotation was appropriate, in an enlightened and enlightening manner. (So there, nyah.) Oh, that's good. I'll forgive your inattention - clearly you were doing syllable counts at the time. (Shall I "save" it for you?) S.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Sept 28, 2005 22:03:16 GMT -5
I'm not sure. Ever bribe an opponent with carrots? ;->
Let's canter, shall we? Slightest shift of seat and rein, He knows my desire. I know his too: Faster? Please? Flight a blur of windborne tears.
S.
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Post by Otagiri Tatsuzou on Sept 29, 2005 13:36:37 GMT -5
Hoof beats trample grass Carrying the spear, the bow The sword, the spirit Banners fallen, a field won In the dreams of men and beast
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