DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dylan Thomas (27 October 1914 – 9 November 1953).
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There is a war between the rich and poor, a war between the man and the woman. There is a war between the ones who say there is a war and the ones who say there isn’t. Why don’t you come on back to the war, that’s right, get in it, why don’t you come on back to the war, it’s just beginning. Well I live here with a woman and a child, the situation makes me kind of nervous. Yes, I rise up from her arms, she says “I guess you call this love“; I call it service. Why don’t you come on back to the war, don’t be a tourist, why don’t you come on back to the war, before it hurts us, why don’t you come on back to the war, let’s all get nervous. You cannot stand what I’ve become, you much prefer the gentleman I was before. I was so easy to defeat, I was so easy to control, I didn’t even know there was a war. Why don’t you come on back to the war, don’t be embarrassed, why don’t you come on back to the war, you can still get married. There is a war between the rich and poor, a war between the man and the woman. There is a war between the left and right, a war between the black and white, a war between the odd and the even. Why don’t you come on back to the war, pick up your tiny burden, why don’t you come on back to the war, let’s all get even, why don’t you come on back to the war, can’t you hear me speaking?
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A warrior must cultivate the feeling that he has everything needed for the extravagant journey that is his life. What counts for a warrior is being alive. Life in itself is sufficient, self-explanatory and complete”. Don Juan Matus, The Wheel of Time.
Strategy is the craft of the warrior. Commanders must enact the craft, and troopers should know this Way. There is no warrior in the world today who really understands the Way of strategy…. It is said the warrior’s is the twofold Way of pen and sword, and he should have a taste for both Ways.
Students of the Ichi school Way of strategy should train from the start with the sword and longsword in either hand. This is a truth: when you sacrifice your life, you must make fullest use of your weaponry. It is false not to do so, and to die with a weapon yet undrawn.
In strategy your spiritual bearing must not be any different from normal. Both in fighting and in everyday life you should be determined though calm. Meet the situation without tenseness yet not recklessly, your spirit settled yet unbiased.
If the enemy thinks of the mountains, attack like the sea; and if he thinks of the sea, attack like the mountains.
If we watch men of other schools discussing theory, and concentrating on techniques with the hands, even though they seem skillfull to watch, they have not the slightest true spirit.
Miyamoto Musashi (1584-1645) A Book of Five Rings (pg. 37, 45, 53, 80, 83)
Because of some business, Morooka Hikoemon was called upon to swear before the gods concerning the truth of a certain matter. But he said, “A samurai’s word is harder that metal. Since I have impressed this fact upon myself, what more can the gods and Buddhas do?” and the swearing was cancelled.
It is bad when one thing becomes two. One should not look for anything else in the Way of the Samurai. It is the same for anything that is called a Way. Therefore, it is inconsistent to hear something of the Way of Confucius or the Way of the Buddha, and say that this is the Way of the Samurai. If one understands things in this manner, he should be able to hear about all Ways and be more and more in accord with his own.
A person who is said to be proficient at the arts is like a fool. Because of his foolishness in concerning himself with just one thing, he thinks of nothing else and thus becomes proficient. He is a worthless person.
Tsunetomo Yamamoto (1659-1719) Hagakure (pg. 43, 50, 51)