Philosophical Muse : Travel Muse Part 2 – A Return To A New Familiarity

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And thus I return back to my home, having finished attending a training course.

It has been quite a journey, however short it may have been.
Every journey changes you, moulds you and transforms you to be the person that you will ultimately be to date.

It isn’t about going to distant foreign grounds (which in itself has its own charm of the thrill of the unknown) but rather, meeting with new people and seeing things that are different.

And once you return home, the journey has transformed you in such a way that home isn’t the same home that you left upon the embarkation of the journey.
It feels different, and somewhat foreign (not as foreign of course as the stranger land from which you’ve returned from but different).
And yet melded into this mix is the sense of familiarity and tinges of nostalgia as well.

Because home was where you planted yourself. The roots of connection stem from your soul into the very floor you walk upon under your roof. And over time your soul sprout leaves and branches of comfort.
But when you’ve gone to distance places and return, you bring back with you new seeds to be planted to add on to your little forest world, making it all the more vibrant.

There was a saying in one of the Hong Kong Ip Man films that mentioned something along the lines of “men should venture out to foreign lands during their lives”.

It’s kind of true. To open one’s mind and see the world from a different perspective.

Just like knowledge, your perception of the world around you is only as good as the amount of input you put into yourself. You read ABC books as a child, and as you grew older, you supplement that with different varieties of reading material. Every new knowledge paints a new colour to your world and occasionally, dot it with questions and curiosities that may further push you to explore for more answers.

I guess that’s how our forefathers progressed the human race. Exploration to the unknown, breaking pass the barriers that held them.

If it weren’t for new experiences, we might be living in a world today that we deem as flat instead of round. We might not realise that there are many other humans out there of different colour, race, creed, beliefs and practices.

But not only is it a teacher in the ways of mind expansion. But it is also a humbler of the soul and controller of the ego.
It becomes a humbling experience when you think you’ve been a master of your homelands, only to find out that out there are those with greater talents and skills than yourself.

The magic isn’t to be intimidated by these strangers but to learn from them. And share your knowledge and experiences with them as well. Make the world filled with variety.

I think humans were made to reunite after being separated. We scatter throughout the face of this earth to explore and later reunite and share and expand humanity’s knowledge base.

I used to live in a small shell of a world. But the more I was given a chance to explore out, the more I saw and realised and opened so many more doors. Dead-ends got broken down and new paths revealed. What seemed a hopeless turn turned out to be an avenue and path to more possibilites.

Exploration changes the world you perceive. Yes, it’s a cliche notion that has been said time and again probably not just on my blog alone, but in many other blogs as well mediums of information sharing.

But it is regardless always a good reminder to any readers passing by. That the world is indeed an oyster of experiences waiting to be discovered. And that the world we all know is just a tip of the iceberg.

And once you travel out, explore, and return you always feel the place you once knew has changed somewhat.

Oh, the world you once knew is not gone…just all the more colourful and vibrant.

As always I quote T.S Eliot :

” We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time. “

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Philosophical Muse : Travel Muse Part 1 – Entering The Unknown, Wheel In Hand

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And so I’ve just spent the weekend in another country and have returned back to my homeland.

I entered via land, in my own vehicle this time, behind the wheel of my car. Normally for the many season travellers out there, they would deem my news as mere ramblings of a kid.

But somehow this trip was a little life changing. It was something personal, almost spiritual. It probably also had to do with the fact that my car to me is more than just a vehicle or a metallic box with wheels.

I love my car. It is an integral part of my life. I gave it a name, defended it against the criticisms from my dad, ocassionally kiss it good night and talk to it. I’ve spent much of my earnings maintaining it as best I could. Call me deranged perhaps, but it’s that feeling you get when you go to a petstore and choose a dog that you really love. You didn’t choose a mutt or an animal. You chose a best friend. Something you can pour your heart out to.

My car has served me well and even protected me from an accident where I went sideways at 90 km/h and slammed into the curb.

My car is something personal, a piece of me, an extension of my self. Like a limb that grows from me. It and I form a symbiotic relationship when we traverse the plane of roads and passing vehicles.

It was with this type of relationship, that driving into a foreign country aboard my own car gave me a new feeling.

It isn’t so much the thrill of adventure (which I did have quite a lot of), as it was entering the unknown with a best friend. I’ve entered this new land via plane and bus in the past.
But when you’re in a personalised moving space, a companion container, there grows a special bond towards the land upon which you and your car connects to. It gets into your system, this profound feeling of discovery and growing courage as one by one, the uncertainties that you had before entering start to dissipate as you familiarise yourself with the lay of the land.

And having a partner with you, one that you care so much, a companion who you are close with, having spent so much time together; that creates a beautiful atmosphere in the journey of exploration.

I think at the end of the day, wherever the journey of discovery to new lands may be, having a companion changes the feel. It gets personal, connected.

Perhaps my story is just the plain story of a man and his car, or more like the inner boy and his best friend.
But that could perhaps also explain why real drivers, and I repeat, real drivers or motorheads, develop this sort of love and relationship towards their machine.

It isn’t about the thrill of the drive, nor is it about the power under the hood. It’s more than that.
It’s the experience and feeling you get when sitting behind that wheel. It makes you feel different.

When you’re in a foreign land, in the unknown, traversing with a close mate that holds a special place in your heart, it reignites that spark of curiosity and wonder once again. That excitement. That little excited child within comes out, as though entering a theme park for the first time.

And you’re entering with your best friend by your side.

Philosophical Muse : Decency For The Honest Worker

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Yesterday on my way back home I saw an ex-colleague of mine walking back from work at 1 a.m. in the morning.

I was shocked, but above that felt so sorry for him.

He was tired looking, exhausted. It reminded me of how I was when I was in the same hell hole that I escaped from just several months back. My dad who was with me told me not to comment.

“Life is like that,” he says.

That is one of the major flaws of the Asian mentality that I could never understand. Is suffering and pain such a part of our culture that we embrace it so much?

“It builds character,”

Yes it does. But there’s a difference between suffering as you fight your way out of circumstances and suffering that shouldn’t even happen in the first place.

In the case of my colleague, and me as well when I was working in the same place, it was the latter. The complications and dire situation the company finds itself in now is the result of piss poor management. Of taking on more than they can chew. Of trying to cut corners and stretch people thin in the hopes of making as much profit as possible.

It doesn’t help that the man wielding the whip himself has tantrums and anger fits and takes it out on his workers. A slave driver would be the best way to describe such a person. But even then when I think about it, it would give a bad name to slave drivers.

I’m very glad I was out of there before crap really hit the fan as it has now. Everyone is drowning in the proverbial cesspool and many have no way out of it.

The scary thing is that many companies in my country practice this sort of nasty thing. Yes it happens everywhere in the world, but such horrid working practices shouldn’t even be the subject of comparison of which is worse.

It’s sad to imagine that even at this day and age, we still don’t have the normal human decency to treat our workers fairly and properly. The people upstairs seek power and profit at the cost of blood of those below them.

Those in power take advantage of those who have no leverage to fight back. These people – mostly fresh grads, new additions to the workforce, or those that don’t have any other options – do not speak or fight back for fear of losing their opportunities. Their resumes are important. They tolerate such barbarous acts upon their persons just to have those all important words in their CV’s. To gain ‘experience’.

But is it really worth it? Is there any meaning to such mindless suffering that reaches a point where people start going into depressions and mental breakdowns. They start falling sick due to poor diets and a body overloaded with hormones imbalanced from all the stress. All for peanuts – pay that isn’t even enough to satisfy basic needs at times.

We’ve heard news of people working to death. Of people pulling all-nighters and collapsing.

It really got me thinking, what has the world come to?

I myself have been through some crap, and at a point, even nearly lost my own life. I was in the ICU from a complication that was the result of being overworked. From that moment on, I told myself that I would never allow myself to be in this situation again. My life was more important than any job could possibly pay me. When you face Death in the face, you tend to look at Life differently once you’re given another chance.

I’m not saying that such experiences makes me a natural born badass or whatnot.

I’m saying that we shouldn’t even be in this situation in the first place. More than anything I don’t want anything of this sort happening to anybody. Nobody should have to live in suffering from the malpractices of those they entrust.

The human body isn’t designed to be worked to such limits, especially not under such conditions continuously.

The thing is, most people who start off as workers are idealistic people, seeking to pursue a dream or meaning to their lives. People fresh out of school or studies who have a positive vibe and energy to want to make a difference. Who want to make a mark of their own. And that is a beautiful thing. Such enthusiasm is needed for change, to evolve our society for the better.

But when power creeps into the veins of those entrenched in their seats on top, the greed and selfishness overwhelms them and blinds them from the vision of humanity as a whole. They want to keep that power, want to control others to follow in their vision, however flawed it may be.

In a company or organisation, the management / boss / CEO / man or woman on top is the person we as workers look up to. We work on our tasks to ensure the gears of the business move. The company / organisation is like the body, the person on top the brain, and the workers the individual organs and cells that keep the body alive. If the top messes up everything goes down the drain. The brain has the power to command and control.

As we have to care for our bodies, so does the boss have to care for his / her workers.

I believe there has to be a line where we can’t cross where human decency is concerned. The blood and time of any individual on this earth isn’t worth a bunch of printed papers that has supposed value on them.

Money was meant to be a tool for trade, not a dagger that is driven into the souls of honest hardworking people.

Veterans of the workforce usually tend to go either two ways. Fight for the rights and justice of their fellow kin or just grow numb and not care at all. I’m glad to see that these days, judging by the voices everywhere, many are choosing the former instead of the latter.

It’s scary when you see some grow numb and indifferent to all the malpractices that happen. How can one allow such a thing to happen? To have someone lose their soul and humanity? To grow numb and turn their back on the quintessential concept of being a human and having care and compassion for others?

What we need I feel are not bosses, but leaders. We’ve seen it many times in social media. Those posts of comparisons between leaders and bosses. Or of videos of ridiculous bosses badgering the innocent honest workers who are so bewildered at the absurdity of the boss’s demands. There’s a reason why such media posts are so prevalent these days.

The workers have a disease plaguing them and social media serves as their voice to speak out where real voices can’t. And it’s a voice calling out for help or demanding justice.

I come from the creative industry, having been involved with studios doing animation and VFX. So I’m used to working in teams. I’ve never been a team leader but I’ve seen real leaders, and I mean real proper leaders, in action. These are the people that, even with all the pressures from their higher ups, still try to maintain the balance between duty and love for their team members.

They understand the craft and what it takes to do such a job. They not only fight for deadlines, but also for their team members when the higher ups are being very unreasonable. They teach their juniors and guide them while at the same time, juggling their own duties.

These are the qualities that are needed for leaders of an organisation or company. The dedication to the task and job at hand, the integrity and sense of responsibility, the compassion and care towards their team members.

It’s a good reference point and benchmark, an education that I will never get in school.

I saw an organisation gone wrong and how it was collapsing like sand to dust, greed of the higher ups resulting in a very heavy price to pay. Mass exodus of its resigning workers when the situation of the project is at its most critical. Too much to handle with too little hands on deck. Hatred and frustration from workers who were idealistic, hardworking and honest are thrown at the company. Word of mouth spread, telling outsiders and potential staff to avoid the company like the plague that it is. Those who haven’t left the company did their tasks half-hearted with no care anymore.

In contrast to it, I have also seen an organisation done right but had went bankrupt due to economic forces. Despite its collapse, many who worked there were still loyal to its cause. The workers were sad and some until today, still feel it, including me. Most of us are hoping for a return of such a company or another that adopts the same humane values.

But you can see the difference. You can’t win a person’s heart by force and sheer power. You can only inspire them with care, compassion, respect and example. Loyalty comes to the one who practices righteous deeds and values.

The day the good company went bankrupt was a sad day for me. When you’ve tasted heaven, most of anything else seem rather dull. My father has told me that life goes on, and that I can’t dwell in the past. I have to change my mindset and keep adapting to any new environment. If the new environment is worse that before, I have to sink down to that level and deal with it.

It’s true. But I look at things in another way.

I’ve seen what a organisation / company built upon beautiful pillars of good humanistic principals and philosophies could offer. That environment and atmosphere that makes you want to get up and not feel terrible going to work. Workers were happy and they were willing to give their all for the vision and mission of the company.

It sets a standard, a bar we have to work towards. It’s about decency towards honest hardworking people, the ones who work with ideals in their heart to be their best and pursue their goals and dreams. We can’t allow those in power who abuse others for the sake of profits to continue.

Every new generation comes with it a promise of change. And that change must be a change for the better. We have to strive for improvements. Evolution works that way. Take what is useful and necessary and discard that which is not.

The thing is life is a struggle of improvement. We struggle to better ourselves day by day. If not for you, then do it for the next generation. Cause really, at the end of the day, we leave a legacy behind when we leave this world.

We are in an age where information is flowing freely. We have an abundance of great inventions and innovations that mankind has produced. We have freedoms and peace. All thanks to our forefathers who have sacrificed so much in their fight to give us what we have today.

The question is, what kind of legacy do we leave for the next generation?

Liebster Award

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Finally after all the running around with the demands of days and so on I finally get to have a sit down to do this.

Getting this award was a very pleasant surprise indeed. I always was curious about it, but I never thought I would get nominated, and so soon as well I might add.

Thank you so much http://thebrixtonhousewife.com/ for the nomination. I am humbled and honoured.

For those who get nominated, please do check out her blog. It is a wonderfully written blog that has words that are charismatic, drawing the passer-by in. If writing was a handcraft of threads and trinkets, she has made a beautiful tapestry with her hand (or fingers as it is typing on a keyboard).


 

The Liebster award is aimed at bringing the blogging community together.  It is awarded to blogs that have supported new and aspiring bloggers with the hopes of gaining further insights into the blogging community.  As this award aims to support and promote blog pages the rules are as follows:

  1. The nominated user must provide a link back to the person who nominated them.
  2. Provide 11 personal facts .
  3. Answer the  11 nominator questions. 
  4. Nominate 11 bloggers that have inspired you and ask them 11 nominator questions.

11 facts about myself :

1. I spend a lot of time, if not busy with the demands of the day, contemplating – figuring out connections that bind us all in the tangled web that is the human condition. There’s something rather interesting and thrilling about deciphering the living world around us.

2. I believe in divinity, and that everything that happens, happens for a reason. All part of a bigger plan. The question isn’t about being in shock at something that happens to you, good or bad. It’s about asking why it happened. And realising how the pieces fall together down the road – realising that if it had happened any other way, that which you seek or which you need to seek, wouldn’t be able to fall into your hands.

3. To add on to number 2, I’m not tied to any faith. But I have been exposed to a lot of it, as in I have practiced quite a couple (this has a far more deeper history behind it which I shall not go into detail). And this exposure has shown me that faith, despite differing practices and views, has practically the same moral compass. So I can never understand people who fight in the name of faith. Love man people. Why the hate?

4. I am an FMA (Filipino Martial Arts) practitioner, still a grasshopper though. A lot of hopping before I reach the top.

5. I believe that chivalry is not dead and in the world today, we need it more than ever. A code of honour and conduct among men.

6. I’m a hopeless romantic and a believer that a woman’s heart is a gift akin to something shining in a chest that only the divines can give. It is precious and should not be taken for granted. It’s the treasure that lies within the holy sanctum of a woman’s body which in itself is a temple that has to be respected.

7. For some reason, I’ve always loved English. It was my strongest subject in my schooling days. I have written many stories and poetry pieces, although during those infant-writer years, with lack of experience and a matured eye, the stories had little impact or weight. But as they say, learning is a life-long journey and I’m still on that road walking.

8. I enjoy writing my thoughts out, not only to share and practice my writing techniques, but to also provoke thought amongst readers. If I managed to do so I’m glad because hey, mission accomplished.

9. Above everything else in a person, I value a person with honesty and integrity. I am fortunate to have come across a couple of good souls, both in person and online (you know who you are :)).

10. I would love to travel to many places if ever I got the opportunity. Travelling to me is about the experience. It’s about trying to dive into the culture so much and then later come back home with a profound feeling as though you’re seeing it for the first time (in the words of T.S. Eliot). It’s about the travel being able to change the glasses you look through to perceive your world as you know it.

11. I used to hate history, but I now enjoy it. As with my hobby of connecting things I enjoy seeing the connections of the past to the present and learning why things are the way they are today. There’s always a reason for everything that happens.

(I realise that coming up with 11 facts about myself from the top of my head is kind of hard – akin to trying to net a piece of thread amongst wild ocean waves)


My answers for http://thebrixtonhousewife.com/

1) Why do you blog?
To practice my writing skills and share thoughts that hopefully can provoke the reader to start contemplating and observe their world in a different light.

2) Which political personality has most inspired you?
I’m not really into politics but I have to lift my hat to some of them. Barrack Obama has this certain kind of charisma that just captivates me. Margaret Thatcher has my respect for personally thanking the British SAS for the Iranian Embassy incident. Any person, let alone a politician, who gives acknowledgement and credit to the men and women who give their lives so others can live peacefully deserves my respect. I could go on but I’ll leave it at that for now.

3) Snowy mountains or golden beaches?
Snowy mountains (for now) because I’ve never experienced snow. Beaches are too common. Unless of course it’s a romantic getaway.

4) Red lipstick or high heels?
Lipstick. Only because heels hurt and they are a hazard for the bone structure. I would not want a woman to have to go through hurt just to impress me.

5) If you could choose any superpower which one would it be?
The Force…use the Force.

6) Money, Power or Respect?
Respect. Money and power corrupts. Respect on the other hand, and I mean proper true respect, is the result of sacrifices and a dedication to duty, integrity and chivalry. A person I respect has my loyalty to him or her.

7) What makes you special?
I guess the ability to think rather deeply and have a way with words. Other than that, I like to do impressions 😀

8) If you could live anywhere in the world where would you choose?
New Zealand. Because it’s peaceful. Or somewhere serene. I lived a chaotic life. The only thing I want is peace.

9) If you could go back in time what would be the one thing you would change?
To find a cure for my mother’s disease. To have her in my life again.

10) What is your favourite saying?
God, no matter what happens, I believe in You. You know what’s best for me. Everything is in Your plan.

11) If your best friend were to use 3 words to describe you, what would they be?
Loyal, deep and scary when angry.


My nominations are :

1. http://litadoolan.net/

2. http://grabyourmind.com/

3. http://viewsplash.wordpress.com/

4. http://yijianfong.wordpress.com/

5. http://cephiericism.wordpress.com/

6. http://thepublicblogger.com/

7. http://charliecastor.com/

8. http://idbora.wordpress.com/

9. http://alifemoment.wordpress.com/

10. http://leagueofmentalmen.wordpress.com/

11. http://neverstationary.wordpress.com/


My questions :

1. Why do you blog or write?

2. Where you would you go to observe a sunset?

3. What do you think society today in general lacks?

4. If you were to travel where would you go to?

5. Do you think money can solve all problems?

6. Are you interested in politics?

7. When you travel, what is the biggest reason for doing so? Culture? Cuisine? Relaxation?

8. Do you have any pets?

9. Favourite ice cream flavour?

10. Do you believe in the supernatural?

11. If you were to meet up with a fellow blogger, where would your ideal location be?


 

Good luck and have fun 🙂

 

Martial and Tactical Muse : Reality vs Perception, Combat Realities Talk

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Occasionally, I give in to the little voice in my head telling me to pick up the kitchen knives and start practicing.

Now for those who don’t know me, panic not. I’m an FMA (Philipino Martial Arts) practitioner and anybody who practices FMAs in their many styles, forms and systems know that blades are as much in our veins as the blood that courses through them. It becomes second nature to us and we look at blades almost like toys / tools for us to manipulate.

So please put the phone down. No need for the cops… ^_^”

I have had thoughts in regards to live combat situations these few days (actually, make that most of the time). But it was not until I practiced my angles, slashes and thrusts with the kitchen knives today that it got the ball running for me to type it out.

Having a live blade in hand (well two actually, I was practicing dual blades) I realised how slow I went. I realised how careful I became, how nervous I was. My hairs were on end. I kind of realised that kitchen knives are ginormous.

Care has to be observed while attempting blade manipulations, executing your perfect angels so as not to cut yourself while creating a hard-to-penetrate shield of cutty-cutty, slashy-slashy and thrusty-thrusty.


 

 

“When we train, we are not training with sticks. We are training with real blades in mind. The sticks represent machetes. That’s why your form and angles must be perfect.”

“We are training for blade fighting, not stick fighting. But we train with sticks because if we used live blades now when you are just starting you’ll be missing limbs and fingers by the end of the day.”

– my instructor –


 

 

As I went on practicing with live blades it got me thinking about the realities of combat in general.

I think for many who are uninitiated in the martial ways, one’s only base of reference for combat are online videos, video games and movies. It’s easy to see how people get amazed by the moves shown.

Mind you, online videos performed by martial artists may serve as references, but remember that there are nuances within the videos that those who don’t have training can’t see. And those small details of body mechanics, positioning, angles, techniques, footwork and such are the important things that a student must be able to catch. And that requires a dedicated teacher and mentor to guide them with and point out. So please attend your classes so that an instructor / master can teach you what you need to know most. 😀

In regards to movies, the characters with his / her flashy moves tells the untrained that when a real fight happens their moves work.

Well, there’s a basis for those moves. Yes, they were choreographed by martial artists. But one must know that these moves are made more flashy so that in camera language terms, they look more attractive on the cinema screen. More often than not, flashy moves serve very poorly in real-life combat. But people (those who aren’t trained) tend to actually take such moves as properly executed moves. And above all, the most dangerous of all, most of said people go into the mindset that they become invincible if they did those moves.

Reality is very different and it bites…really hard.

Human beings are the one of the most vulnerable designs in nature. We are such fragile bags of meat and bone. Many don’t know the magnitude of damage that can be inflicted upon the body.

I was approached by a friend who was curious about the system I practiced. And it shocked me at the level of ignorance she had to just how much damage can be inflicted to the human body, at how much danger is truly present in a real altercation.

I worry for women who aren’t trained, especially my sister. There’s a very real danger to the possibility of freezing when they are first struck or assaulted. The panic overwhelming renders them unable to think or react – an open window for the barrage of follow-up strikes.

The ability to not freeze is something that must be trained. Training in the martial way isn’t only about the physical but also the mental. Believe me, even I froze when I first started training and had my first sparring session.

The thing is, you’re only as good as your training is. The more realistic your training, the more you grasp the huge magnitude of the realities of combat.

I train in conditions where I wear no protective gear. Sticks and training knives flying around, all that keeps me from getting hit is footwork. I’ve got hit in many places when I first started. But the hurt is good. No I’m no sadist, but it’s a reminder of where my mistakes are in terms of displacing myself from harm, and of how much damage can be done. Take note that I get bruises from strikes going at 20-30% power from a rattan stick. That is damage right there.


 

 

“Before you learn to hurt others, you must learn to get hurt first. That way you will know restraint as you are aware just how much damage you can do.”

– famous martial arts saying –


 

 

I have been fortunate to not have sustained serious injuries during my training. Mainly because the mantra of the FMA system I practice is to employ footwork and avoid getting hit. The whole idea is that you want to be mobile, not a standing meat shield available to be struck, especially by a weapon. You may take hits from fists and kicks, but you sure as hell can’t take hits from blades.

I’ve also come across moments when someone talks about executing locks and chokes and the like. As in, just going into doing the locks alone. But really though, the reality on the other hand is different. Attempting to lock an arm or disarming an opponent who is actually resisting is extremely difficult, if not impossible. Let’s not even go to the territory where the opponent is skilled and trained.


 

 

“Imagine yourself at the ATM and suddenly someone attacks you. This lock is something you do when the situation is right. Or if by some chance, the stars are all aligned, and the hand is there for you to grab and execute. This is something that is good for you to know, but can only be done when the opening is there. More often than not you have to create that opening first.”

– a senior in my class, referring to a lock technique he showed me –


 

 

Locks are something that you add on to your arsenal. But you don’t train locks and execute them the way you do in drills and the step-by-step.

Oh no, it’s not to say that it’s impossible. But you have to add in several more tactical steps before that. The concept is called ‘resetting’.

There are many ‘reset’ tactics, which I won’t go into detail. Basically resetting involves moves that take the mind and focus of the opponent off their point of focus and redirect it somewhere else.

So to execute an arm lock to a arm that is resisting, ask why is there resistance?

It’s because the person resisting has focus on the arm to stop you from having your way with it. So redirect that focus elsewhere via a reset. A simple example is striking the head. The pain or state of being stun from the strike resets the focus. If it doesn’t work, do it a couple more times.

Or…you could execute locks to a resistant target using other tactics as well like riding the energy instead of resisting it. There are also feints and baiting / feeding.

Regardless of the method used, the basic concept lies that in reality, a person will be resisting your advances. It’s not so easy and straight forward as movies or video games tend to depict it.

Reality is very different from an untrained / inexperienced perception.

I’m not saying that I’m highly skilled. Far from it. I’m still a grasshopper in this path of metamorphosis to a skilled master. But training conditions and sparring that is as realistic a simulation as possible helps me realise just how reality is.

And that is good. It helps my skill as a practitioner and warrior improve but more than anything, above everything else…

It’s a humbling experience…

It proves just how real is one’s mortality. And how easy it is to lose your life in the fray of chaos that happens during combat. A weapon’s presence is no joke. Even empty hands employed correctly is lethal.

There’s another example of false perception – that a weapon is something not to be taken seriously. Movies portray a weapon not being something serious. That the hero / heroine can take a hit or so from a bullet or strike from an edged / impact weapon with very little damage. Or that it is easy to actually take the weapon from the wielder.

I was hearing a story the other day from a fellow martial artist who has an uncle in law enforcement. Thus the uncle has a firearm with him. During the time of this story told, this martial artist was a wee young kid, about 8 years of age.

The uncle had placed the firearm on the table for a short while to go to the kitchen. At that time, martial art kid came in and saw the firearm, and out of ignorance held it and was pointing it around. When the uncle came back, he saw the kid with firearm and within a split second had the kid’s arm pinned on his back, held down and disarmed. The kid was so shocked. It happened so fast he didn’t even know what had happened.

That’s just how serious the situation was, the risk involved could mean life or death. So trained are these enforcers that upon sight of any weapon they go into auto mode and instinctively go into control and disarming techniques without even stopping to think.

One can’t fathom enough just how much thought goes into the training for law enforcers especially in urban areas. Not only do they have to disarm the weapon and disable it with techniques that ensure their safety, but they also have to do so as effectively to reduce collateral damage. A stray bullet does not discriminate between age or gender. Anybody can get hit by a stray bullet. Imagine then, being a cop, having to protect your own life and others. You got to hand it to the men and women out there in the field who put their lives to protect us.

A weapon is like a calling card that has “I want your life” printed on it. After all, the human body can only inflict so much damage. The weapon acts as a force multiplier. The increase in damage potential and reach is nothing to be taken lightly or for granted.

With the realities of combat being so gritty, I could never really understand the bravado and egos flying around people who learn the martial ways and think they are invincible and great. That having said knowledge allows them to step over others who aren’t educated as them.

I think more than anything, and paradoxically enough, learning these techniques taught me to value life even more. I know how much power I have in my hands with such knowledge and with it, the responsibility to use it appropriately and only when needed. I learn the ways to improve my health, protect my life and those around me whom I care and love.

Although frankly speaking, and this is reality being a bitch again, if I were walking with someone untrained and we were suddenly accosted by a group of people, I would be at a disadvantage. Because now not only do I have to worry about my safety, but I have to employ my knowledge to protect another who has no knowledge or training. I suddenly have extra baggage to worry about.

How do I solve this problem then? There are two ways to go about it. One easy and one hard.

The hard way is to execute preemptive strikes and tactics. Quick first strikes. Jabs. Make-shift body shields using the opponent created by positioning. Some very crafty footwork definitely. Any weapon at hand to even out the playing field will be used.

It isn’t going to be a walk in the park. Try sparring in 3-on-1 situations and you’ll just see how hard it gets. It’s hard enough if you’re unarmed against multiple unarmed opponents. It gets worse if they are armed and you’re not. A weapon makes a very big difference. Basically, you’re in for a rough time.

And what about the easy way?

Oh simple.

RUN! Run like there’s no tomorrow! (well there won’t be a tomorrow if the worst case scenario happens right? >_<)


 

 

“Sifu. I would like to ask you, how do you fight against 10 people?”

“Fight against 10 people? Simple! You run!”

– Ip Man answering a student’s question in one of the movies depicting him –


 

 

 

“What happens if you’re sitting in the park on a bench, and suddenly you see a person approaching you with a machete. How do you protect yourself against him when you have no weapons?”

“If you’re sitting on a bench and you see a person coming towards you with a machete, then you deserve to die.”

– an FMA instructor –

P.S. :
For those who don’t get this one, the basic message is that if you can see the threat approaching, you shouldn’t be there at all.


 

 

 

Understanding reality is key. Avoid terrible situations knowing that consequences are nasty if one takes them lightly.

Train em’ legs! Learn to run! 😀
Fight only if you have to. There’s no prize for winning a fight that involves your life and the life of those you love. Stay safe everyone.

Philosophical Muse : The Deeper Need

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This was actually an entry for the Weekly Writing Challenge : Great Expectations. And my entries for the challenges go to the other blog.

But I kind of felt that it’s philosophical nature deserved to be here as well in Haven MindMuses.

So I shall post the link to it here.

http://haventales.wordpress.com/2014/04/23/weekly-writing-challenge-great-expectations-the-deeper-need/

Blinded by the Peaceful Soldiers

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Beautifully said, wonderfully written – these words dance within the stage that is the thought bubbles of those who read it.
It’s a symphony the mind should take heed and observe. Notice the intricacies of the hidden message these words are trying to portray within their performance on our screen.
Apologies for being poetic but your writing technique is inspiring and a lesson for my writing hands (or typing fingers). And your message couldn’t be any clearer on what is important and needed in our society today.