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"What is the sound of one hand being kissed?"
I don't know what's going on. On my way to the dojo for early class (around 5:30pm) I was filled with bitterness (I was considering once again quitting for ridiculous reasons). Just when I thought I got over it, Stefan arrives and asks me innocently how I'm doing ("everything o.k.?") [*Hell, no! Nothing's o.k!*]. The bitterness suddenly arouse even mightier in my throat. I raised my shoulders and made a resignating motion with my arms. Tears forced their way to flood my eyes. This situation should last for the next fifteen minutes...
During class, Sensei told us about the last known seppuku commited by Yukio Mishima (I recall having seen a movie about him). His kaishaku (supposedly a pupil of him) was so anxious he slashed the first time Mishima's shoulder and only in the second attempt he succesfully decapitated his master. At that time Sensei worked at the Tokyo police department and was told by another officer who investigated in that case, that Yukio Mishima's head was found with a bizzare grimace biting his tongue. Mishima supposedly decided to asphyxiate himself after his pupil's failed swordstrike by biting his tongue and then swallow it (I didn't quite understand what the exact technique for this is supposed to be: something with relaxing particular muscles...).
During jyu-waza exercise, Anton managed to plant himself in front of Sensei for being his uke. It sure was an amazing scene (Stefan confirmed that later) as I was dead-serious to get to be uke on my part as well and almost colided with Anton.
After class, on my way to the showers, Stefan and Birgit stood in the hall chitchating(sp?). As I aproached them and saw Birgit stroking her nose with her hand it made *click* in my head and I reached out for this very hand of hers [can we say "emptyminded"? :) ..."where there is no intension, there is no thought!"..."here and now!"...] kissed it and immediately, with no hesitation, continued my way purposefully for the showers. If it was a comic-strip there would have been huge decorative questionmarks floating over Stefan's and Birgit's heads initially. It was a very pleasant moment: nothing was forced or provoked, it just happened so naturally...
...in the showers I should learn (surprisingly) about Oleg beeing a Zen-Buddhist of the Rinzai-tradition...
hmmm... deleting requires next entry posted to "republish" deletion of previous post?... [yep, seems that way...]
O.k. this is going to be "blogger's first steps with html"
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Yet another html tutorial: wired's html basics tutorial.
Hmm... what about some pure html tag-delimiters: < > ... escaped ones?: \< \> ...
I got to log the "Systems2000-incident" on occasion. Man, that was a tense week. Coincidentaly (again) in that week took place those infamous "your most embarrassing moment in life" as well "your most joyfull moment in life" we were discussing on friday before Systems2000-week after class in the pub. Well, actually those were new "moments" exceeding previous ones (frankly, I wasn't really aware of any previous ones)... reminds me of the saying I read in "Seisachtheia": "whatever big decisions/accomplishments one makes - life is bigger"... [Man, and I wanted this to become a short senseless "test-post" to test deleting... oh, well :)...]
Most noticable recent event happened on last Saturday (13. Jan. 2001) flying back from Tokyo. I finished the book "Angry White Pyjamas" and was considering which book to start reading next. I decided it would be "The Little Prince" from Antoine de Saint-Exupery. Coincidence wanted it that I was flying with AirFrance to Paris for a connection flight back to Munich. Needless to say I finished the story effortlessly on the same flight. I had to cry. I'm not sure what the *exact* reason was. I guess it was the profound wisdom of this author I think I grasped... and the moving last year I experienced and was reminded of (in terms of "true bliss/happiness emerging from suffering")...