I live alone, wounded by iron, Struck by a sword, tired of battle-work, Weary of blades. Often I see war, Fight a fearsome foe. I crave no comfort, That safety might come to me out of the war-strife Before … Continue reading

I live alone, wounded by iron, Struck by a sword, tired of battle-work, Weary of blades. Often I see war, Fight a fearsome foe. I crave no comfort, That safety might come to me out of the war-strife Before … Continue reading
I don’t know about the idea that a weapon is an extension of your hand, but it sure feels good to have a stick in your hand and go whack, whack, whack. Victor de Thouars, Mahaguru of Serak Pentjak-Silat He … Continue reading