The Dream PoemI have failed.
I have failed myself, my teachers and the very world I sought to protect.
It's only now that I see what how my actions affected the world in front of me.
How could it come to this?
When did I stare into the abyss?
I must get away from him.
He is a monster and I must stop him before even life itself dims.
I thought of him as a friend but he revealed himself as a foe.
Now I must go, go back to the place I know.
I'm ashamed to show my face.
They taught me the Art; they accepted me and took me into their hearts.
In return, I betrayed their trust and reduced their values to dust.
I wonder will even the Academy be attacked because now I am back.
I wonder, how many years has it been since I last walked here.
I remember the first time I walked down these stairs.
I was so excited and a little bit scared.
The pale blue light illuminated the night as I walked down to place before my eyes.
I remember passing through the door and learning about the world.
I though I knew what I wante
History of Tang Soo DoThe History of Tang Soo Do
To fully understand the history of Tang Soo Do you must first understand the history of Martial Arts in Korea. From 1909 onward Japanese forces controlled the Korean Peninsula and destroyed all traces of ancient Korean Martial Arts. Only two documents survived to give us insight into Korea's martial history. They are the Moo Yeh Jee Bo and the Moo Yeh Do Bok Tong Gi. Modern Korean Martial Arts are a mixture of the remnants of Korean Martial Arts, and traditional Chinese and Japanese Martial Arts.
The early history of Tang Soo Do is traced back to the period when Korea was divided into three kingdoms. After many wars the three kingdoms united under the Silla Dynasty. Evidence of Tang Soo Do is common in those names. There are many mural paintings, ruins and other artifacts that depict Tang Soo Do. In fact, many of the early leaders of the Silla Dynasty belonged to a group called "Hwa Rang Dan," which was a major force in developing Korean Martial Arts.
Eyes That Reflect My MindMy eyes represent a fundamental truth about me.
Its how my eyes see, that tells me about the fear I carry inside me.
If I just look at what is in front of my eyes, I'm fine.
My visions clear, I feel no fear and what is near I can find.
But if I look ahead, beyond the bend, I'm blind.
The vision fades, my resolve wavers and I can't hear the words I long to savor.
As long as I look at the here and now, my eyes are sound.
But, I don't know where my life is heading.
I don't know what to do.
Why can't I come to my senses, drop this pretension and let go!?
Why can't I let go of the chains holding me?
Why can't I let go and never look back?
I don't know where I'm going and that makes me afraid.
My time is ending and I wonder, "Was it all a waste?"
Its not okay, its not fine!
I'm running out of time.
I don't even know what I hope to find!
I feel this feeling of fear swelling up inside.
To relieve the pressure I find that I must etch this feeling on my canvas so the whole world can hear.
Reflections in the WaterCan you hear it; the sound of the wind upon the tress?
Can you feel it; the flow of the river to the sea?
Can you sing it; Sing a song from long ago?
One that you don't even know?
Can you open your eyes and see?
Can you use your eyes and hear the world shout, "I will be?"
I see the mist covering the mountains.
I see the water shooting up like a fountain.
I hear a song that has always been.
I hear the music of creation,
From voices beyond the world of choices.
I open my mouth and sing.
I sing along with the wind, river and trees.
We proclaim that we are, that we live, that we won't give in to fear and fright.
We proclaim that we will fight for our right to become what we wish to be.
I promise that I will never let the world be marred so that my children will never have to wonder what forests are.
I will make it so they never have to ask about a time when you could see the sky.
They will never have to wonder how humanity could make such a blunder.
I refuse to wash my hands of guil