In light of this dark. Night that

 

so Studently we. Had so hoped too. To

be one so what. Seeing Scenes

Zatoichi Seen. See Blind Masseuse,

Swordsman

 

unfazed so not. Blinded by any. Light

near + bys. So handily focused

 

Zatoichi. The Legends…

oft. Of The Blind Swordsman;..

were now brought sharply back

as well. Well as so to front. Up,

 

examine

in only the Light oft. Of our Inner

Mind. Fear. Dark, no. Light.

 

In the dark of night, several. Times flesh

met Sword Steel. Hand, Fingers vs.

The sharp bit.

Hand slick, becoming stickier as the night

so went on. Onto

 

somewhat grimly… As Students in Training

we all persisted. Endured.

 

So ’tis Sword Work. Sword

 

 

 

(Music Link)

 

so ats Night. Training with Weaponry problematical.

The Dark deceives, persistently shadowing. So

Live Sword Work… full of risks.

 

Usually for Self. You.

The Hand that Holds the Scabbard that is.

 

Dark is just lack of Light.

By persisting,

at Class end we all had learnt also. All so-

At least Two things.

 

The necessary hand placement(s) with

accompanying movements appropriate… +

 

One’s inner sense of outer

Blindness… too. To

 

 

Training + Night Work.

 

Dangers and pit-falls magnify.

Good Balance with flowing adaptable Movements

a vital necessity.

 

An awareness develops of “…what…” your

Body actually does.

At night… at ALL times… “…when…”

And “…where…”… it is indeed.

 

Unseen or not.

You “…feel…”…and “…sense more…”

 

perhaps enhanced by Your relaxed +

added. Focus

 

 

 

(Music Link)

 

Zatoichi had learnt such and much. More

long ago.

Long before his hand held a Sword.

His Survival

 

then/now involved a different Way

of Seeing.

 

A vision Inner Created from a Real

World of Shadows. His

own personal Radar. Set so acquired so.

Learnt early to define what was. His and

what was out there. Here

His place,.. His Body… He knew.

 

Many small injuries, cuts and knocks. So

bruises filled his learning

days and Ways.

 

Yet proficiency brought with

many advantages.

 

Zatoichi.

Japanese, Blind.

Yore Samurai Times, Places.

 

 

 

Senses overflowing

still Sightless yet so. With

eyes wide-open to all. All so ‘cept the

cruel Light of Day.

 

Those that remained went into Survival

over-drive. Sound, Smell, Taste, Touch…

Amplified flowing with Information.

Advantages.

 

The bereft, sore and injured yielded

pain to his

Healing Touch. Sure Hands.

 

A renowned Martial Artist, Body Healer and

Masseuse. Guided by much more

than mere Sight.

 

 

The Sense To Start…

…with a Stick.

 

ALL this He learnt well.

Long before the Sword which brought

Swift, Sharp

 

and Blind Justice too.

To Vagabonds + ne’er-do-well

Samurai both.

 

Long before the Sword.

There was the Stick.

 

Started with a Stick

and never looked back is. That

 

metaphorically speaking that is. Unseeing

 

 

 

(Music Link)

 

so One tap,.. One. Step at a time He learnt.

To SEE with ALL other Senses. One

 

Stick led the Ways He soon followed.

An orchestra of data converged to clearly.

Light the Ways ahead

though it’s. Curtain was never raised.

 

Smelling emotions, intent. Hearing the muscles

move, clench, bunch.

Tasting that which gives Our World.

Legends Life. Clear Living. Knowing Sensing

 

Feeling and the Space where.

Survival lay. So

 

there He went. Coming

 

 

ups so next in on 28/9:

Quirky Quotes #62.