{"id":50961,"date":"2003-03-17T12:56:03","date_gmt":"2003-03-17T12:56:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.soulhuntre.com\/items\/date\/2003\/03\/17\/this-too-shall-pass\/"},"modified":"2003-03-17T12:56:03","modified_gmt":"2003-03-17T12:56:03","slug":"this-too-shall-pass-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/legacyiamsenseiken.local\/2003\/03\/17\/this-too-shall-pass-2\/","title":{"rendered":"This too shall pass\u2026"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n\n
\n<\/a><\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
Children of
\n Dune<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n

In the end then, almost everything I will ever really need<\/i><\/b> to know I learned from
\n
\nFrank Herbert<\/a>.<\/p>\n

\n

"The Fremen were supreme in that quality the ancients called "spannungsbogen"–which
\n is the self-imposed delay between desire for a thing and the act of reaching
\n out to grasp that thing." –from "The Wisdom of Muad’Dib" by the Princess
\n Irulan – from this I learn patience.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Almost everyone I consider a friend or confidant grew up reading many of the
\nsame things, how could we not? We were all bored to tears in those years and
\nthese same books will find their way into idle hands. As I watched
\n

\nChildren of Dune on SciFi<\/a> last night I was drawn more deeply back into that
\nplace I had spend so much of my younger years. As one of the pillars of what
\nwould eventually become my atheists replacement for religion
\n

\nDune<\/a> took its place beside
\n

\nIllusions<\/a> and
\n

\nThe Fountainhead<\/a>.
\n

\nTolkein<\/a>  provided me ample role models and did show me that friendship
\nhas it’s place next to power. Later
\n

\nRoland<\/a> taught me about the simplicity of honor.<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

I say back because as every when I am dealing with personal confusion my mind
\ngoes to the same place… I struggle for peace, strength and patience. As I
\n

\ngrow<\/a> and try and
\n

\nunderstand<\/a> who and what I am, try and navigate a interpersonal world that is
\nchanging rapidly the same passages flow through my mind. Of course, they are
\nalso on the lips of everyone else who read these books… but I find in this
\nthat the wisdom of what is said and what I learned is not diminished by how many
\npeople might have read it. In this case, I will allow its popularity without
\nmatching disdain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n<\/a>
\n<\/tr>\n
Children of
\n Dune<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n
\n

"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little death that
\n brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over
\n me and through me. And when it has gone past, I will turn the inner eye to see
\n it’s path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain." – The Bene Gesserit Litany of Fear
\n – from this I learn courage.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Don’t get me wrong, I like my life and I am in love with those I share it
\nclosest with… I just fear. Nothing that anyone needs to worry about; yet it is
\nreal. Once again I stand at a crossroads, and like some of the characters in
\nthose books I can see the future in my mind. There is a golden path, if only I
\nhave the wisdom to see it and the strength to walk it.<\/p>\n

I try and use my newfound will, my reborn strength… tempered with my much
\npracticed patience and relaxed confidence. Cat* is strong these days, pacing
\ninside my mind like the darker, stronger side of myself. As always when Cat is
\nwith me and awake I feel this nervous energy across my skin. Not hunger so much
\nyet… simply a desire to conquer and consolidate. Erase threats, solidify
\nborders. Piss in all the corners.<\/p>\n

Even with a mouth full of teeth, Cat knows when it is time to tread lightly,
\nact with patience, express concern and love. Not all victories are completed
\nwith claw and fang. Sometimes you groom, sometimes you nest. Allowances and
\npatience… with just enough of the animal behind so everyone knows the strength
\nis still there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n<\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
Children of
\n Dune<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n

And it is. Watch me try and sit still these days. See me on the floor of my
\nDojo. I want to move, act, rise to the challenges and feel the fur in my
\nmouth… whisper my name and hear the subdued reply. Not now.. this is not the
\ntime \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

There are times when power, tempered by love and concern, is a stronger force
\nthan naked power.<\/p>\n

\n

"Here was a new slave-concubine, then, red-haired like my father,
\n willowy and graceful. She had a dancer’s muscles, and her training obviously
\n had included neuro-enticement. My father looked at her for a long time as she
\n postured unclothed before him. Finally he said: "She is too beautiful. We will
\n save her as a gift." You have no idea how much consternation this restraint
\n created in the Royal Creche. Subtlety and self-control were, after all, the
\n most deadly threats to us all." –"In My Father’s House" by the Princess
\n Irulan – from this I learn subtlty.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

I see the path, in fact my feet are upon it even now – can I see? Will I be
\ntrue? As Roland would say… can I stand<\/b><\/i>?<\/p>\n

The answer is yes \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

* someday, I will post about Cat here at length. In short Cat is a
\ninternal structure, a name for that part of me that doesn’t see a need for the
\ngames and the niceties. <\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Children of Dune In the end then, almost everything I will ever really need to know I learned from Frank Herbert. "The Fremen were supreme in that quality the ancients called "spannungsbogen"–which is the self-imposed delay between desire for a thing and the act of reaching out to grasp that thing." –from "The Wisdom of […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":56229,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"aside","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[278],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/legacyiamsenseiken.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50961"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/legacyiamsenseiken.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/legacyiamsenseiken.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/legacyiamsenseiken.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/legacyiamsenseiken.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=50961"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/legacyiamsenseiken.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50961\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/legacyiamsenseiken.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/56229"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/legacyiamsenseiken.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=50961"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/legacyiamsenseiken.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=50961"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/legacyiamsenseiken.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=50961"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}