Black Dragon Security☣ Ag3nt47 ☣ The Way of the Samurai is found in death. Meditation on inevitable death should be performed daily. Every day when one's body and mind are at peace, one should meditate upon being ripped apart by arrows, rifles, spears and swords, being carried away by surging waves, being thrown into the midst of a great fire, being struck by lightning, being shaken to death by a great earthquake, falling from thousand-foot cliffs, dying of disease or committing seppuku at the death of one's master. And every day without fail one should consider himself as dead. This is the substance of the way of the samurai. Even if one's head were to be suddenly cut off, he should be able to do one more action with certainty. With martial valor, if one becomes like a revengeful ghost and shows great determination, though his head is cut off, he should not die. All warfare is based on deception. To know your Enemy, you must become your Enemy. Pretend inferiority and encourage his arrogance. Strategy without tactics is the slowest route to victory. Tactics without strategy is the noise before defeat. Opportunities multiply as they are seized. Victorious warriors win first and then go to war, while defeated warriors go to war first and then seek to win. Our bodies are given life from the midst of nothingness. Existing where there is nothing is the meaning of the phrase, "form is emptiness." That all things are provided for by nothingness is the meaning of the phrase, "Emptiness is form." One should not think that these are two separate things. When one has made a decision to kill a person, even if it will be very difficult to succeed by advancing straight ahead, it will not do to think about doing it in a long, roundabout way. The Way of the Samurai is one of immediacy, and it is best to dash in headlong. It is said that what is called "the spirit of an age" is something to which one cannot return. That this spirit gradually dissipates is due to the world's coming to an end. For this reason, although one would like to change today's world back to the spirit of one hundred years or more ago, it cannot be done. Thus it is important to make the best out of every generation.

Friday, October 4, 2013

When I'm Gone Written By Larry Patterson

Sirens can be heard while my soul slips back into the unknown. The screams of terror fades, while my eyes go blank. The rain pours down upon my flesh on these streets of violence. Loud crashes of thunder fills the hellish sky. The laughter of life has finally fallen silent. All the smiles shared with my friends have disappeared. No thoughts remain. Burn my remains in the heat, let the flames consume my body. Allow my soul the freedom of flying far from this planet. My journey is over. The tears you shed for me will be useless. Don't cry my love, wait for a cool breeze. The sensation of my presence will be felt. Gone is never forever. The clever will move towards you while I'm gone. Their tongues will speak blasphemy of my lords kingdom. Trust in my words, gone is not forever. We shall hold each other once again on the steps of our lords holy kingdom. So don't cry. Look towards the sky. Remember my touch. Remember my voice. Never forget what made me special. Don't forget what made me unique. Pack my old clothes away. Give my worldly goods to the poor on the streets that took my life. Keep one shirt my love, smell my scent. Look into the past. Search for the happiness shared between us my love. Wipe your falling tears on this shirt. Sit on my bed look into the room where my days we're spent. Do you feel my presence?

Read the words I've written. Long after my ashes are gone my writings will remain. Read the words, think of the power my voice once had. The intricate complex mind that wrote these words is gone.

Not forever though.

When I'm gone.

Just read my words.

The End

~ Larry Patterson

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