Of all the bad deeds I might have done or either the excellent
deeds -it all come to a good end. I see no problems that lays ahead of
me, not with old ex students or so to consider my enemies. I was never
any scared either for in what I knew, others just kept taking me for
granted and is totally a satisfaction to me. The more they are not aware
of one's martial skills the better it is to know for my self. Speed is
b*******, and timing is mostly of the essence. Love people coming in at
speed with me, my counter will be much slower but precisely timed. With a
blade especially with my accountability in grace and in spice.
I had established in what I wanted to make my end meet, by
removing many and replacing them with the finest of practitioners and
they are everywhere. My job now is to share the last of my training with
the many great instructors I taught as my very best ever. The ones
terminated were never fully trained in my spectaculars of hidden skills.
They were always reserved for my very best of excellent practitioners
--in particular in the two systems of Serak, the Serak Bandung as was
taught by the three de Thouars brothers, Maurice, Paul and Victor, and I
always stood aside not doing anything. And the very best I knew of the
Serak Cheribon never taken an acceptance by any who was ever trained
under any of the brothers. They all look alike and nothing wrong with
that why I also made a greater difference in the very diverse and
opposite in training my followers in my legacy to look totally
different. They know the Serak Bandung as well, and very well practiced
in the Serak Cheribon. Why I train them harder in each Serak system; I
by my own deliverance had shown and demonstrated the same 18 jurus as
was taught by uncle John de Vries - to me, and my three other brothers.
And also performed the 18 jurus on the Serak platform. And when it
comes to blade actually could show more to my very best in slicing and
butchering with precision. I mixed the East and Central blade and a
variation in stick work with only my chosen few and the footwork of
Western fencing; twisted sword and the use of Western leg maneuvers. My
leg traps and sweeps are totally the opposite from all my brothers, not
better only more suited for my crafts in accuracy. I never show my real
craft in public for people to know but will share my crafts with only
my instructors and their students. Why all my issues came to a good end.
There are no longer any more issues for me to write about since I had
taken a different course to steer my ship. My extreme good followers
never in need to learn Serak from any of the instructors or students
from the de Thouars. I am now the oldest, and also the oldest in Serak
in the de Thouars circle of Serak practice. My excellent practitioners
had never brag to sparkle.
I will now advertise and promote my own events, and Masters On the
Mountain explicitly to make Masters a monument as an example in how
friendship and play fighting in martial practice of all styles can be
harmonized together with no ma ha gurus, maestros, Han shies or any high
ranker that students and teachers train together as one family. The
ones teaching over the years were always the true masters in arts.
It is always better to humble one self not to have a sort of rank
to feel priced; but better yet, increase one's knowledge through hard
practice that spice flavor an equality in man. there are instructors or
leaders and students is what martial life is all about. Masters are made
up in names. I never knew one as I saw them all their worthiness in a
definition to clarify the real practice in essence. Where might that be?
A master knows everything; but a well spiced and seasoned practitioner
down to earth remain an outstanding example for each of his true
followers. A rank restrict a fluent practice for spice. Nothing against
rank that I rather be a good defensive street vendor with grace and
practical skills than a maestro with pressured skills. Why my doors
remain closed to all outsiders outside my legacy. I don't know in how to
feel with masters around and their puffed up ego. I never need a spoon
to eat rice.
In closing we going to have another hard training schedule for my
next Sunday morning class at my Headquarter in Northglenn, in Colorado
and hope to see you all.
with spice in grace, Willem de Thouars, the magus of Denver.
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