Concussion During Aikido
I had my first session of Aikido as an Orange belt today. I ended up with a concussion near the end of the lesson. We were practicing a variation of Tsuki, which involved a backward throw. Within mere seconds of lying on my back when the technique ended, someone was accidentally thrown onto me. That person’s head ended up hitting the temples of my head and I blacked out for some seconds. While my eyes struggled to open, my seniors knelt by me and repeatedly asked if I was fine. Being in a daze, I couldn’t process their words for a while. Even after then it was difficult for me to respond as I had been breathing heavily. Sensei came over and knelt down behind me. I’m not really sure what he did. But I can best describe it as pressing my pressure...
This Week Is Ryugakure’s Week
Happy belated Deepavali to everyone. The Dragon Village lunch will take place this Friday. Starting on Wednesday, all villagers are expected to rehearse their Japanese etiquette of bowing and greeting. To guys who will be wearing the ‘samurai’ costume, we’ll practice tying the hakama on Thursday. Whereas for girls who will be wearing kimono, please look for Tung-chan for instructions. Anyway, I’ve reminded myself something… Happiness is a choice. Even if you are forsaken, you can be happy. You have to be able to let go of those who had meant much to you. :] Life is impermanent. If people cannot appreciate differences and embrace you, then let go of them. There is no point in being the only one who is clinging to that relationship....
Resolution Of Independence
No matter how difficult life becomes, I’m here for myself. I have no need to rely on anyone. Born alone; die alone. While there are friends who have proven their loyalty and honour, I do not wish to burden them. I’m okay now. Logen L.
Sinking Into The Abyss
I’m cracking. It hurts. The fear and paranoia is returning, slowly. I cannot withstand battling against multiple triggers at one time. And this time, there were more than a multiple. My mind is in a whirl, so much so that I no longer know why I’m sad. The more I ask myself why, the faster my thoughts race. I can no longer catch up with their pace. Teach me how not to feel pain when people attack the core of your existence. Tell me why am I unwanted. Why can’t I have the taste of normalcy. Am I born into the wrong world? A conventional person can relate to the ideas of common people. While me… I don’t know. I don’t want to sink back into the dark abyss of guilt and sorrow. I was stuck in there for over 2 years last time. It was...
Tears Are Not For Boys
I’ve lost a part of myself. Reality has eaten away at my soul. My lips, sewn together; I cannot speak. Bonds of friendship I need break. Kinships torn asunder. All alone at my ‘happy’ place, talking with the person inside the mirror. He’s always been there for me… always… I exist for myself… Logen L.
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