The Unfolding Of The Bare

There Is A Powerful Craving In Most Of Us To See Ourselves As Instruments In The Hands Of Others And Thus Free Ourselves From The Responsibility For Acts Which Are Prompted By Our Own Questionable Inclinations And Impulses. Both The Strong And The Weak Grasp At This Alibi. The Latter Hide Their Malevolence Under The Virtue Of Obedience: They Acted Dishonorably Because They Had To Obey Orders. The Strong, Too, Claim Absolution By Proclaiming Themselves The Chosen Instrument Of A Higher Power -- God, History, Fate, Nation, Or Humanity.

To Be Bound By Traditional Martial Art Style Or Styles Is The Way Of The Mindless, Enslaved Martial Artist. But To Be Inspired By The Traditional Martial Art And To Achieve Further Heights Is The Way Of Genius.

One Does Not Accumulate But Eliminate. It Is Not Daily Increase But Daily Decrease. The Height Of Cultivation Always Runs To Simplicity.

The Truth Is Outside Of All Fixed Patterns.

The Mind Is Like A Fertile Garden In Which Anything That Is Planted, Flowers Or Weeds, Will Grow.