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Three days or three months after he has been with Grand Master Kim and absorbed his lessons. It no longer concerns the boy Robinson; he has continued with his tasks and has done them well and without resentment. Now he has a new conception of time and understands that what is to be has always been; therefore waiting is not a period of abeyance but just a suspension of the future. Life is too precious; waiting itself must be preserved as one of its components. Truly there is no such thing as boredom. He listens to the lizard. He has heard the dragonfly. Now and then in his cubicle, eyes closed, he attends to his heart. Time passes or does not pass. Robinson realizes that through all of his time in this temple, he's been learning.
He scrubs a floor now. In this month all of the floors must be cleaned and cleaned yet again for the time of the festival. The sponge is pleasant against his hand, the clear, high scent of the soap and water satisfying also. Absorbed, he realizes just after a long time that someone has been standing behind, observing him. Without abruptness, he looks up. Kang is standing there, arms folded, his face impassive as usual. Robinson rises, places his brush on the floor, and from a posture of attention bows. Kang dips his head in acknowledgment. "Can you please enlighten me as to the duration of your stay here?"
Robinson says, "A very long time, sir."
"Ah," says Kang. He looks at the mop and the bucket, and then for the first time, he truly meets Robinson's eyes. Robinson sees that the old man's sternness is feigned. In the eyes, he sees humor and light. "I can't help but wonder, how long have you really been here?"
Robinson pauses. He thinks. And then he understands. "Not very long,s it," he said quietly, "not very long at all."
Kang smiles. He seems to reach forward to touch Robinson and then lightly his hand withdraws. Robinson feels the imprint of the old man's grasp, placed so lightly, upon his arm. "Soon, my young friend, you will embark on a journey of discovery like no other," Kang says.
He walks away quickly and Robinson returns to his work. Now that the time has come at last he feels no anxiety. There is no anxiety at all. He will learn what the temple will teach---but for now, since all tasks are equal and we are beyond ultimate judgment, the most important thing is to leave the floor cleaner than it had ever been before.
He finds that he can hear his heart as he works.....
Robinson is in the courtyard. Grand Masters and disciples, arranged into five groups of five men each, one master to a group, are before him. He is following Grand Master Kim, who taps his cane against the flagstones of the courtyard as they walk into the open space. The courtyard is a perfect white, white intermingled with flashes of sun although the sun is set off from the courtyard by the high walls. Robinson's hair is still styled in a topknot; barefooted, he wears the robes of the novice. When they join Grand Master Kang and Grand Master Don, the other grand masters stop their lessons to give their full attention to Grand Master Kang. Dazzled by the glimpses he has had of the Taek Won Do systems and by the white of the courtyard; Robinson thinks he has never seen it like this before. The masters and disciples, poised in their groups, are unmoving as stone.
"In my years of experience, I've come to understand that the Hwarangdo Temple is a place where men are molded into warriors. Within its walls, you will find three distinct types of individuals - students, disciples, and the grand masters. Each one plays a crucial role in the journey towards self-improvement and enlightenment," Kang is saying. "To truly develop one's mind, it is imperative that the body undergoes rigorous discipline. The physical aspect of training serves as the foundation upon which mental fortitude is built. Through countless hours of practice and honing their skills, these men learn to push their limits and surpass what they once thought was impossible."
"Yes," Robinson thinks. "I understand this. The mind is the creature of the body; it cannot exist independently, it is merely an extension of what we know physically."
"And to accomplish discipline of the body," Grand Master Kang asserts, "the ancients have taught us to imitate the Supreme Being's creatures with unwavering dedication and precision."
Robinson watches.
The groups begin to move.
One by one the disciples and masters, under the guidance of Kang, demonstrate to Robinson the systems of the creatures of the heavens. They do so with blinding speed and facility; when at rest, however, they are completely still, locked into a frieze. Five groups at rest, one in motion, Robinson does not know which he finds more awesome---the demonstrations of the systems or the discipline of the masters and disciples at rest. "It is something like the dance," Kang says, "but both more and less; the dance might have evolved from this. Attend very carefully, for here is the Hwarangdo ethic. As you understand this you approach, however poorly, the sense of what we believe."
Grace, self-control. Speed and patience. Tenacity. Kang leads Robinson over to one of the grand masters. "This is Gu," he says, "grand master of the rear-foot system. It encompasses a deeper understanding of oneself and the ability to maintain calmness under pressure."
Robinson notices that Grand Master Gu stands tall and centered, his body exuding a sense of calmness and control. His feet are firmly planted on the ground, slightly wider than shoulder-width apart. The toes of his rear foot are angled outward at a precise angle, forming a solid foundation for balance and stability. Grand Master Gu's weight distribution is impeccable - most of it rests on his rear foot while maintaining a slight bend in his knees. This stance allows him to generate power from the ground up, ready to unleash lightning-fast strikes or swift defensive maneuvers at any moment.
Robinson watches in awe, his eyes widen as Grand Master Gu effortlessly seizes two disciples from the group. With a few swift and sinister hand motions, Gu's movements are both graceful and commanding. As the disciples struggle against his grip, their faces etched with determination, Gu's expression remains calm and focused. He moves with precision, his body flowing seamlessly through each motion. It is as if he is an extension of the ancient martial art itself. With lightning speed, Gu's rear-foot system comes into play. His footwork is impeccable, allowing him to maintain balance and control while executing powerful strikes. Each step he takes seems to carry an invisible force that propels him forward.
Robinson notes how Gu's feet pivot effortlessly on the ground, generating immense power with every movement. The disciples' attempts to counter his attacks are futile; they are constantly one step behind as Gu anticipates their every move.
"Behold, the Dragon Dance!" Kang says, "watch closely. Zum is the Grand Master, the one who possesses the unparalleled skill and wisdom."
As if his attention must shift within a panorama, Robinson now finds himself focusing on a master who, in a small space to the side of the courtyard, was moving upon a disciple in a slow, reptilian glide. His hands move inside and out of that arc made by the defending hands of the disciple, and suddenly the disciple is struck a stunning blow in the chest, pulled only at the last instant, and staggers back and against a wall. Quickly the grand master moves towards him, gives him a fast embrace, then reassumes the deadly posture.
"The system of the dragon, my young friend, is all about mastering suppleness and rhythmic endurance. It may seem easy to adopt at first glance but don't be fooled. This system can be incredibly perilous if not handled with utmost care," Kang says. "One wrong move in the dragon's dance can have severe consequences. A misdirected blow has the potential to end someone's life. That's why it's crucial to understand the immense responsibility that comes with this martial art."
"Is that not the purpose?" Robinson finds himself asking, "To kill?" and then a sharp glance from Kang makes him feel shame once again rising within him. He lowers his eyes to the ground, already accepting that reproof that has not even yet come.
"Let me make it clear that our systems were never designed with the intention to kill, destroy, maim, or bring harm to anyone unless faced with the most extreme provocation," Kang says. "Our purpose is to protect ourselves and those who cannot defend themselves against those who pose a grave threat not only to us but also to everything we hold dear. They are like guardians of our sacred temple. They exist to safeguard not just our own lives but also the very essence of what we believe in. The temple symbolizes all that is good and worth protecting in this world - peace, justice, and harmony. However, when faced with adversaries who not only seek our destruction but also threaten the very existence of this temple, our systems are compelled to act. It is then that they unleash their full potential in order to defend and preserve the sacred sanctuary that holds the hopes and aspirations of countless generations. We have learned these systems as passed down by the ancients only because it is through them that we can achieve the fullest control and harmony with the pathway of the body. These ancient teachings hold the key to unlocking our true potential and tapping into our inner strength. However, it is important to remember that with great power comes great responsibility. Being a grand master means upholding the principles and values of our temple. It's not just about possessing incredible skills; it's about using them responsibly and ethically. If any grand master were to employ these systems without just provocation, without the approval of our committee of esteemed grand masters, they would face severe consequences. Our temple is a sanctuary for knowledge and wisdom. We strive to protect and preserve these teachings for the betterment of humanity. But if someone were to misuse their powers or act recklessly, they would be deemed unworthy of this sacred place. Banishment from the temple and its teachings is not taken lightly. It signifies that one has strayed from the path of righteousness Those who are banished must face the consequences of their actions and seek redemption elsewhere, for the temple's teachings are reserved for those who truly embody its values." His face softens slightly. "You will learn all of this through the teachings, young Robinson, but it is only natural and I can understand why you would be awed by the demonstration of these systems themselves. It was not so long ago in the pattern of time that I stood where you did, wide-eyed and eager to absorb every bit of knowledge that came my way." He touches Robinson on the shoulder. "We cannot linger," he says, "today is not the day for extensive instruction or delving into the deeper aspects of these systems. Instead, it is a day where you will witness the various demonstrations of these systems in action."
They move on to Cho, the grand master of the mantis form. "The praying mantis, my young friend, is a remarkable creature. It teaches us two essential qualities: speed and patience," Kang says. "Observe."
Robinson follows the finger. In a corner of the courtyard a grand master squats back on his left leg, right arm extended and held high above his head. Robinson can see what Kang means; the grand master has assumed the form of the praying mantis whose antennae intercept stray motion. Now, as the disciples circle this grand master, he strikes quickly, the arm coming down upon the disciple's shoulder again in an aborted impact; even so, the frame of the disciple shudders and he nearly falls. "Extreme alertness, young Robinson," Kang says. Robinson notices that the grand master is now smiling fully. "Pay close attention, for I am about to enlighten you on the most perfect of all systems. Just as the mantis intercepts everything with its swift and precise movements, this system I speak of is equally formidable. The mantis, a soft yet powerful creature, embodies the epitome of defense." Kang motions. "But now, my young friend, prepare yourself to witness a system that comes closest to pure attack. This system only reveals itself when the master has been pushed to their limits by severe provocation. It is akin to the way of the Tiger - fierce and relentless."
Robinson watches. In his own corner, a grand master has assumed the feline grace of a tiger. The mimicry is flawless. Hands extended, the grand master advances and retreats, his fingers moving like a tiger's claws.
"A most remarkable system, and one for which novices have a special fondness since it is the most aggressive," Kang says. "It is the system that truly reflects the natural, instinctive form of combat. These systems teach us, one by one and in their own unique ways, how to overcome our opponents. But now, young Robinson, I want you to watch closely as I introduce you to the dragon," Kang says. "From the dragon, we learn to ride the wind. The dragon represents power and wisdom. Just like the majestic creature soars through the sky effortlessly, we too can harness its energy and become masters of our own destiny."
In one shadowed corner of the courtyard, a master executes a whipping sidekick, its smoothness such that for a timeless moment he seems to be floating. He lands fluidly, continuing the dragon's movements.
Robinson says, "I have never seen anything like this."
"That is why your apprenticeship was so long. An apprenticeship is not just about acquiring expertise; it is about cultivating patience, discipline, and resilience."
"It did not seem so long," Robinson says and then realizes that there is no need to have even said that. The question was its own answer; Kang says nothing unnecessarily. Flushing, he stands under Kang's gaze until the grand master's expression becomes gentle again.
"It may take half a lifetime to master one of these systems, young Robinson," Kang says. "But you must understand that these systems are the culmination of the human spirit, that spirit being like a puzzle that has been shattered into countless pieces. Each piece represents a different aspect of our potential and abilities. To truly express ourselves through these systems, we must first gather all those pieces and put them together." Kang continues: "But remember, my young friend, this task cannot be accomplished alone. It requires collaboration between teacher and student, and they must be willing to dedicate themselves for that half a lifetime. Together, they can set this puzzle right and unleash the true power within."
"You are a grand master," Robinson says, looking out upon the courtyard. "Which one of these systems do you teach?"
Kang has already turned. The lesson is now complete, he is about to leave the courtyard. Now he stands at the door opening back into the light of the temple and, turning, says almost casually, "All of them." Then, with a slight bow, he goes inside.313Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1DXkhQYyyW
