Monday 29 September 2014

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In the philosophy of the Dance, one must travel through the fire of Eye-Oochi, mutual destruction- the primordial state of beastly violence, aggression and destruction- before being able to fully understand the
elevated goal and state of Eye-Nookay, mutual preservation- the station of saints and angels.

Unfortunately, whilst we had retained the concept of this, the theory, we had let the practice full by the wayside.
We now couldn't fight ourselves out of a wet paper bag!
We even had trouble fighting sleep...  LOL

So, we believed ourselves to be Ascended, beyond the dirt and bustle of the streets-
without having ever passed through or climbed above the lower stages.
Now, some natural impulse was guiding me through the dangers of cagefighting, as a salmon might return to the breeding pool where it was once hatched.

There is no place that ore can be turned to gold, except in the furnace.






For those that do not force themselves to burn, these are of course only words....

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