They don't bother about me. They let me be.
They say, "Nothing can happen."
Nothing can happen. It all comes and wheels
steadily around the Holy Ghost,
always around the same Ghost (you know)-
No, of course not, one mustn't think any danger
could come in that way.
Of course the blood exists.
Blood is the heaviest. Blood is heavy.
Sometimes I think I've had too much.
Oh, isn't that a wonderful ball!
round and red as nothing and all.
Good thing that you created it.
But will it come if you call?
How strangely this whole thing behaves,
into each other driving, out of each other swimming,
friendly, a touch uncertain.
-Rainer Marie Rilke, translated by Robert Bly
Nothing can happen. Things happen under the same essential reality. So don't stress...I guess..or something.
Drivin' up to Salem for karate. The weather is rainy. I'm in okay shape but could be in a lot better shape (karate shape). But that's the continual quest for karate perfection. You never get there, and the art does keep changing and developing over the years, which is the fascinating thing. It's definitely more of a exact science than it was in, say, the '70's ....but the basic forms have been there since Gichin Funakoshi in the '30's.