Underestimate

Lately I have been drawn to some of the teachings of Great warriors in Japan and China
The Art of War and Musashi ( Book of 5 Rings) as well as peaceful Sages, Buddha and Gandhi all 4 of these Great Men Have one thing in common they were often Underestimated by the there Foes and there Foes fell due to that one fact alone. It is good to Know your Foes Habits and Routines There Habits touch the core of there Character and predict accurately there next step and when you have this information your foe is soon vanquished.

The Art of War teaches Use your enemy's weakness to win Let him feel safe, secure that's when it is best to strike the Death blow and end the war, wear him down with strategic attack when he is most Vulnerable, use spies to be certain of his Plans, and if you can avoid a battle by using poisons and assassins all the better.

Musashi's Philosophy was Know the way of the warrior. Know your enemy's weapon by Mastering all weapons,Fight adversary's that are better then you,your adversary's edge is his weakness, See your death in every Battle before the battle and trust yourself in the Battle.

Buddha's teachings go to the other end Nirvana is Accepting Reality and Live an extraordinary ordinary Life, be useful to all and attached to nothing.

Gandhi Passive Resistance.

There are Many other Great teachers,Sages,and Leaders that were Underestimated and they are the Kings and Queens of Human History and there Foes are seldom Remembered.

My Adversary's underestimate me this is a good thing.

5 or 20

she's plain,selfish,unworldly,misinformed,average.
she deserves whatever comes her way Good,Bad,or Indifferent.
she's scared,unsure,uncertain,needy,insecure.
she really doesn't have a clue,no idea,gutless.
she Demands,takes,uses up,puts down,throws fits.
she's thoughtless,mindless,compassion less.

At 5 I was told she's just a child
At 20 I'm told the same
So when the world beats her ass who will be the blame.

The you I use to Be

It's in you I see who I use to be,
vexed by the reminder of selfish youth,
vexed by the reminder of selfish acts of Disrespect.

Hate, I Hate the Hate you generate in my direction.
I want to return the burn but remember I am in another place,
and have no time to waste it's best I treat you as if you do not exist

the world has much damage to deliver
the world as much joy to bring
I really can't afford to let your tantrums in.

but this I'll let you Know
I love who you will become.
when time has left you stunned
and turned you inside out,When
the hate you have for me
is completely forgotten about.

By then I shall be dust
a faded memory,and you realize
the part of you like me,
when some child of youth vexes
your wise old mind,
and you Hate the Hate they Generate
because it wastes your time.

Be Like

You want to Fight Ok
Do it with out touching
Do it with your Mind
be like water

Flow slowly, and let the momentum build
Rush faster and faster and wipe your path clean
Freeze from the inside break out and pulverize
Melt and Drink your enemy's Slow demise

Know you will fall and fall prepared
drip in one spot and time creates the crack
wash and clean each peace with smiles and speak with tacked

You want to fight Ok
Do it with your mind
be like the air

Let the wind move you
with out concern to where
from ground to Mountain top
without a hint of Care

cool in summer, bone chilling
in winter, breezy in spring time
all measure of your strength
Let it come from your mind

You want to Fight Ok
Never Fight to win
Fight and Keep at Bay
You adversary Sins

His revenge will serve your strategic Battle Plan
Let the Boy believe that he is Superman
Hit him were all his fears grow
deflate and decimate his Fragile Ego

Let him see his mind brake and Find no Relief
Reality can't be Faked let him see his False Belief
If he wants to fight Let him his adversary is a stone
he doesn't really understand his Enemy is at Home

If you want to fight okay,your fight is inside
you fight your own ignorance and bone crushing Pride
you feed your hungry wolf as your Lover Prod's you on
Never ever Noticing your Humanity is gone

Mr Scott ( Continued )

The Funeral was a Typical Christian affair which upset me greatly, But as I think of it now Mr Scott made his life about what Great Spirit wanted, He went with a happy heart because it was a good day to die, the casket was closed due to the fact he had been beaten beyond human recognition we were told he fought till he could no more.

Back then I thought something had been taken from Me and my friends but as I have gotten far from that tragic chapter of my life I see clearly that some of Mr Scott's Spirit is with me to this Day.........when I was young and Full of myself I had no life experience to fall back on to explain Life on Life's terms, so there was so much more pain then Joy but I know if I had not Met Mr Scott I would not have Lived to this day to understand that nothing and no one ever dies, that on our Paths we meet everyone we are suppose to meet and the lessons they give us are really ours to become in lightened by and some part of that teacher is left in our spirits.

The Gift of History

When i was in High school I had this Teacher Mr Scott he taught Art and History not just any history but oral as well as religious and world History, He was a Native American he was fun and he provoked students to think for themselves in a time when schools just wanted to churn a student out and not educate, He told me that the reason we study all history is so we don't repeat the Mistakes of history and to create a World for all Brothers and Sisters.

Mr Scott also taught Mythology Greek, Roman ,and Native American, this was my favorite Class. His Artwork was extraordinary considering he was missing 3 fingers on his left hand and he was a South pa like me, He liked me he took me on Nature walks and gave me free art Lessons, Mr Scott was Killed in 1979 by some Red Neck Racists on March 18th they beat him to Death with Baseball Bats for being Native American they never caught the Murders but no Indians were out in town after 6pm just like the Black folks.........( to be continued)

Elephants in the Room

It's hard to remember a time when all was well and even as I type that sentence, the truth is joy as well as sadness have very Brief shelf Lives. Dare I say much of of my lifes trials was due to my own ignorance of all the angles of the situation. The real rub is Knowing that you Don't Know anything.

there are always Elephants in the room when Life presenst a challange and they all have diffrerances in there apperance according to the Challange and the Human Being,Being Human in the room.

Let's give the Elephant a Color according to the Challange that Life May be throwing your way.

Pink---Magical thinking,False Happyness ect,ect.....
Green--Envy,coveting with malice ect,ect...
Blue--Egzagirated sadness,Paralizing Depression
Yellow--Unrealistic Fear,Imagined Fears ect,ect......
Red--Unrealistic anger,Blame game Anger,reliving past,Sexual permiscuseness ect,ect....
Black--Rage,menacing,bullying,destructiveect,ect...

the signifcance of the color connects with indavidules sitting on the Elephant and there inner emotions, now lets be careful because all of this becomes very Complicated and conveluted without any Guidance.

All these colorful packaderms have one common thread" No Accountability "thats what makes there Manpulation so palatible to the the Human Being Riding it.

But it is the Human Being Not riding the Elephant that sees no useful Healthy reson to do so that gets bombarded and even stampeaded.

Some of these Human beings have a Number of tactics that make it possible to thrive unharmed in this very filled room, what I mean by unharmed is they are inlightened by the experiance always walking away with knowing that they have expaned on all leaves raising there awareness and acceptance of Life and People, It's the fact that they see the rider and Elephant and aren't afraid because they see themselves in the rider and they understand that riding the elephant gets no results so they use the same tactic used on them when they were rideing

TRUTH

Is there a Paciderm in your Life.