Tag Archives: self-discipline

Warriors Work Weekends

8 Jul

The weekend is the time to do the work on YOURSELF.

 

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The Myth of Multitasking: How Phones Destroy Focus

6 Jul

Why Text Without Tone Leads to Misunderstanding

5 Jul

Here’s a face, voice & tone to go with my latest message. 😀

Why text without tone leads to misunderstanding.

Outraged vs Appropriate

13 Jun

People tend to not think rationally when they’re upset, offended or outraged. I think that’s a major reason why atrocities continue to occur in this world. Because the people who could be doing something about it are allowing their judgement to be impaired by their emotions (ego) and seek vengeance, which only escalates the violence, instead of seeking justice, which isn’t always as satisfying, but usually helps diffuse and discourage further violence.

When people are upset, thinking rationally and critically feels impossible, and so they simplify things. Individuals who performed these horrible acts lose their individualism and are instead grouped under simple, easy labels such as religion, nationality, and other cliques whose membership is given rather than earned. Angry fools point a finger at an entire group of people rather than doing the work and focusing on the individual who is actually responsible. An angry mind is a lazy mind. It wouldn’t be angry if it wasn’t lazy, folks. If it was an open, curious, empathic and inquisitive mind, it would ask many questions instead of making many threats. The angry, lazy mind doesn’t want to understand, it just wants blood, but after a few months, the anger subsides and that lazy mind goes back to focusing on things that don’t actually matter in the grand scheme of things, such as TV, gossip, sports, politics, and the like. Then another atrocity hits the news and all of those silly time-wasters once again take a backseat as they get worked up all over again instead of trying to understand why these things keep happening. And their simple minds are easily encouraged to be outraged thanks to newscasters who are actually actors that know how to make a terrible event sound even worse thanks to vocal and facial training techniques, and news articles that hit all of the key words for maximum emotional provocation. The puppet masters continue to pull the strings and the puppets continue to dance without ever questioning how the news is delivered, just like they never question why these acts of evil have been committed since the dawn of time.

Some years ago, I made the conscious decision to stop allowing the news to influence my emotions. When I left my emotions out of it, I was able to understand what had occurred better, what had motivated it, and also recognize the manipulation of the news media, who stoke the fire and take advantage of people’s emotions in the time of tragedy in order to make a profit off of advertising.

My understanding wasn’t a pleasant one. Here’s a fair warning; when you seek understanding, you’re not always going to like what you learn. The angry mob uses words like “monsters” to describe these culprits. I have a other words. Weak. Gullible. Followers. Sheep. Easily influenced (not unlike people who become outraged by news stories). Lazy. Cowardly. These are people who were given labels such as religion and nationality and waved those flags proudly rather than choose their own identity and earn it with sweat, pain and patience over time. And there are MANY more people like that in the world. The atrocities won’t ever stop because cowardice, laziness and egoic pride over labels handed down instead of earned will be in human beings for a long time to come.

So what’s the solution? It certainly isn’t getting angry or outraged and demanding the blood of the other people who are in the same “club” as the perpetrator. The solution isn’t a simple one, and that will discourage many thanks to their deeply ingrained laziness. But if I had to sum it up, I’d say the solution is to be prepared & be appropriate. Threatening violence on someone who is not violent is not appropriate. Damning an entire religion for the acts of a few is not appropriate, because there are people in that religion who also find those violent acts inappropriate.

Trying to defend yourself when someone tries to hurt you or take your life or the lives of those around you when you haven’t physically prepared yourself for that type of situation is not appropriate. Many people will boast about what they would do in that kind of situation, but the truth is they don’t prepare for that type of situation. They don’t take care of themselves physically, they don’t train their strength, focus, and reflexes as a soldier, police officer or martial artist does for that kind of situation. They’re delusional, plain and simple. They think they’ll have their big hero moment when the gunfire begins, but the truth is they’ll freeze, possibly scream, and probably die.

I’m inspired by the men and women who train themselves daily to maintain calm and grace in the face of turmoil. It’s because of them that I no longer become outraged whenever the news breaks of another bombing, shooting or even natural disaster. It’s simply part of the training. When the shit hits the fan, Charlie Mike: Continue Mission. Getting emotional will cloud judgment and reflexes, and will prevent you from acting appropriately. Sometimes being appropriate is using these tragedies as a moment to train your self-control over your emotions. As with any training, if you do that long enough, one day you may find yourself in one of those tragedies, and while others panic, you could be the 1-in-100 that has honed your self control, reflexes, skill and strength in order to be appropriate and neutralize the situation.

Charlie Mike,
~Miro

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The Warrior’s Creed

11 Jun

WARRIORS CREED

Prayers

18 May

Prayers

“Please” the Christians pray whenever difficulty comes
“Thank God!” they sing when strife has passed and happily bang drums
“Please!” they pray when yet another challenge rears its head
“Thank God!” they roar with glee when blessed with simple days instead

“Please!” they pray when pushed to show great patience, poise and grace
“Thank God!” they shout whenever their kind God allows their case
“Please!” they ask, they beg, beseech, implore, desire and plead
“Thank God!” they praise when “God of Comfort” with them has agreed

As a Warrior, I find the act of prayer quite dense
Wishing, hoping, wanting ‘stead of preparing defense
Praying to someone else, even if a deity
Begging for a shortcut, reprieve, relief, levity

I find the act of begging for mercy to be quite weak
I find the Christian ego to have a silly technique
To be oblivious of their own potential for coping
To pass it off to Jesus who must satisfy their hoping

A faith that just depowers people, “Beg the God above!
Only HE can cure your pains with HIS magical love!”
They’re trained from birth to follow the idea that they are sheep
That they have no control and that hardships cause you to weep

They’re taught that they are not enough, that all is owed to God
To Jesus who “Died for our sins,” the “You owe Me” facade
Silliness is what it is, the teaching that all joy
Requires satisfaction of desire; ego’s ploy

Lessons that just cultivate your ego to want more
And those who see through all the lies? “The devil’s word!” they roar
They pray to God of Desires, denounce “Devil of Pain”
Pretend they’re blessed and happy and fake it ‘till they’re insane

They get upset and angry while they claim their faith is strong
They claim their God delivers them from everything that’s wrong
So many empty inside but lack courage to admit
It isn’t working like the pastor promised with his wit

And so they pray and pray for peace of mind and hope God will
Do something about it since the Christian way’s: “Stand still”
“Clasp your hands and say a silent, selfish prayer for ease”
“Pray to God and Jesus that each day will be a breeze”

I am Warrior, I pray to nothing and no one
If there’s a God, then grab a seat and watch, this should be fun
I look to nothing or no one except myself each day
I have the strength to endure because *I* made it that way

I chose to do the work, to sacrifice, to feel the pain
To count to ten and breath slowly while others went insane
I trained and pushed myself to my limit, then raised the bar
I need no God of Mercy for I’m King, Master & Czar

The ones who pray don’t understand, they think it all came easy
They think that confidence is arrogance, it makes them queasy
I don’t play by the rules, “You’re not supposed to be alone!”
Their self-imposed limits on strength and choice just make me groan

Victims every day and night all praying for a break
They’d rather beg and suffer all their lives than be awake
No courage to question what they’ve been taught, what they believe
No courage to look in themselves in order to achieve

“Pray for this” and “pray for that,” a silly wishing game
Seemingly legitimized since it’s wished in “God’s name”
I am Warrior and I no longer wish at all
‘Cause I’ve found much more peace when I run, jump, push, climb or crawl

                                                                ~Miro

Way of the Warrior

6 Jan

parchment

Way of the Warrior

When Shinrai came of age, time came to plot out his life’s course
Naturally, he looked to his parents and their path’s source
Among the many maps laid out before the strapping lad
Were designs and directions taken by dear mom and dad

Which were passed on to them as well by grandma and grandpa
Passed for generations, morals, rules, beliefs and law
He glanced around at other maps laid out for his young peers
More safe and easy, beaten paths, more familiar frontiers

Many maps with many names, all promising great peace
Each one claiming to be the one way to make pain cease
As all his peers chose the same path that their parents did take
Something seemed off to Shinrai, it seemed like a mistake

Though those who drew these maps had best intentions for their kin
“Following” to Shinrai meant the quest would not begin
“Why,” Shinrai asked a colleague, “do you desire a guide?”
“‘Cause I don’t know the way!” his frazzled colleague did confide

“Perhaps not now,” Shinrai replied, “but where is all your trust
That you will find your OWN way if you are bold and robust?”
The colleague chuckled, grabbed his map and waved young Shinrai off
Belittling, dismissing, disrespecting with a scoff

“Coward,” Shinrai whispered, “EXCUSE ME?” the colleague yelled
“Coward,” Shinrai said again, “your spirit has been quelled”
The colleague spewed words of defense, but Shinrai did not hear
Just background noise like all the rest, words laced with dread and fear

As Shinrai scanned the laid out maps, one old parchment he spied
Dusty and untouched in years, all weathered, torn and dried
He picked it up and heard the warnings of his dreading mates
“Are you nuts?! If you take that path, only pain awaits!”

He dusted off the cover, “Way of the Warrior,” it read
He looked at all the cowards clutching their designs with dread
He unfolded the dusty map, but nothing was inside
No rules and no instructions, no advice to be applied

Some laughed at the sight but Shinrai understood it well
Though no direction was given, the old map did compel
He folded it back up and placed it with the other ways
“That one inspires more than all the rest,” he did appraise

Empty-handed he did leave while others warned with fright
“How will you know what to do?” Shinrai replied, “With might
With focus, with resolve, with faith in myself, iron will
By honing, training, awareness, with patience, poise and skill”

The others searched their maps for all these words Shinrai did preach
But all they found were words like “pray” and “hope,” “desire” and “reach”
They called him crazy for a time, but after many years
All of them, despite their detailed maps, shed many tears

While Shinrai blazed his own path, in control of destiny
Never frazzled by maps vows which never came to be
Good or bad, it was HIS choice, and revel it he did
Trusting and following only what his OWN heart bid

                                               ~Miro