Archive for May, 2012


Posted in Strategy and Psychology on May 31, 2012 by His Dark Side

“The Fool settles beneath a tree, intent on finding his spiritual self. There he stays for nine days, without eating, barely moving. People pass by him, animals, clouds, the wind, the rain, the stars, sun and moon. On the ninth day, with no conscious thought of why, he climbs the tree and dangles from a branch upside down like a child. For a moment, he surrenders all that he is, wants, knows or cares about. Coins fall from his pockets and as he gazes down on them – seeing them not as money but only as round bits of metal.

It seems to him that his perspective of the world has completely changed, as if his inverted position has allowed him to dangle between the mundane world and the spiritual world, able to see both. It is a dazzling moment, dreamlike yet crystal clear.

Timeless as this moment of clarity seems, he realizes that it will not last. Very soon, he must right himself, but when he does, things will be different. He will have to act on what he’s learned. For now, however, he just hangs, weightless as if underwater, observing, absorbing, seeing.”



Ho Hey

Posted in Music and Clips with tags , on May 31, 2012 by ctkwingchun

I, Fight; Oceans

Posted in Strategy and Psychology on May 30, 2012 by His Dark Side

Having driven to the outer reaches of this land-mass brothers, I stood titular, eyes blazing under the imagined heat of a non-existent sun, which failed to beam the ripples of the white wash as it alighted shore.

The ocean waved before me, a behemoth, I faced. No hubris. My weapon of choice for this biblical battle, a red skip rope, metallic handles. I stepped in, shoes and all, water waist high. I cannot swim. But I can skip, brothers.

The rope was symbolic.

You see brothers, that as I prepared myself for the cascading maelstrom, churning, gurgling before me, the rope informed the tides, that I am a fighter. At some point I became a fighter. A very, very good one.

The first lashes of brewing oceanic froth simmered unto my lips and withdrew, recoiling, as a hand darts from flame. I smiled. And brothers, I tell you that the tumultuous waters grew steady, withdrawing further from my face. The ocean stared deep, its simmering diamond encrusted eyes measuring the man. Brimming with fury, I saw the telegraph of a tidal rise, as the ocean prepared its onslaught.

“Come, fight me”, I whispered.

Leading You Back To The Point Of Origin

Posted in Music and Clips with tags , on May 30, 2012 by ctkwingchun

Rain and Ache and Cold

Posted in Health and Wellness, Music and Clips with tags , , , , , on May 30, 2012 by ctkwingchun

Got the heat up quite high here at the clinic.  Trail run yesterday plus burpees.  Then I worked until 9:30pm.  I get cold when I’m tired.

My body aches this morning reminding me that I didn’t get enough sleep last night.  Even my eyes reminded me that they didn’t have enough time to close – so I’m being nice, peering out of the lenses that rest on my nose as I watch the rain fall.

Maybe a Siu Nim Tao is in order.  Maybe some Qigong between patients.  Maybe I should open some envelopes that are sitting on my desk.

Either way, I better pick up the mood and pace a bit.  I have patients to see and they feed off of my energy.

Haven’t Trained Much…

Posted in Martial Arts and Training, Music and Clips with tags , , , on May 29, 2012 by ctkwingchun

It’s been a few weeks – maybe a month.

Haven’t ran through the forms, played the dummy or hit the heavy bag.  No sparring.

Still doing the 100 burpees for 100 days challenge.  Almost half-way through.  Chi Sau every 1-2 weeks.  Sprints here and there.  7.5km trail run – fourth one done in preparation for the race this Saturday.

Work has been busy, which is good.  Late nights.  Tired.

Take me somewhere nice.

The farther you go, The less you know

Posted in Health and Wellness, Martial Arts and Training, Quotes and Articles with tags , , on May 28, 2012 by ctkwingchun


This is a guest post from the author of

Random workouts.  Random results.


Sometimes it’s nice when you wake up and find that something you know has changed…

Atten-HUT! Listen up, you squishy globs of mule excrement!  All of you reading today have been asked here to perform your sacred duty for your country, and I’d sooner give Che Guevara a lap dance than let you pimple-butted pinworms fumble this mission under my watch!  Am I clear?


Right now, right at this very moment…you are nothing!  You are the rubbish that rubbish throws in the tired old bin!  You are less than a single aromatic molecule in one of Satan’s farts!  Is that understood maggots?


When I am finished with you, each one of you will be a mindless, deadly human weapon of randomness!  You will be a social miscreant!  You will seize the emotional core of your each and every breath and rip its heart out with your teeth!  You will do this or by God as my witness…I will impale your limp asparagus frame on a spire in the latrine and use you as my personal toilet paper until Gabriel sounds the trumpets!  Comprehend?


Now get out there and do your duty before I personally polish your empty skulls with the rough side of my…Hold on a second?!?  What is Ricky Oh doing here?!?

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