Here’s an old woodsman’s axe I found deep in the forest. The axe head had Japanese characters hand-chiseled into the metal though rust and wear made these unreadable. Nevertheless, the blade was still incredibly sharp!
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The Path of Wildness is easy to find The course of a stream Leaves blown in the wind A beast’s track through the brush And the direction of our first inclination
The Path of Wildness is an answer and response to a prescribed way of life which may leave some individuals with a sense that their living is little more than a series of pre-determined, step-like episodes between birth and death. The stages of living between these events: childhood, adolescence, adulthood, parenthood and senior are themselves natural and in accord with the needs of the species and most individuals. Many find their satisfaction in living this course and to these individuals I have little or nothing to say. Others though long for something more; something innate, genetic and seemingly calling. Adventure and change can give a degree of satisfaction and relief yet even these may seem too tame. To those who feel drawn to something beyond the entertainment and stimulation of senses I offer a walk along The Path of Wildness. Don’t bother penciling the event in your schedule, preparing a pack with goodies and supplies or even inviting a friend along, for this experience is along the course of your first inclination and you must surely always go alone.
The house of dolls. When someone loses a child they bring a doll to this temple to have it blessed by a priest. Some dolls are made by hand and some are bought but all of them have a prayer and a name written on them. Every doll you see represents a dead child. It is one of the most disturbing things I have ever seen.
A room with a view. And a dandy TV. There was a beautiful sunroom off to the left but it really bad shape. When it was new it was probably a quite the place. This was the largest bedroom at a dormitory-style house. The first floor was just like a large house with a living room, kitchen, etc. while the second floor was a row of about 8 smalls rooms. This probably housed workers. This was the fanciest and at the end so I am assuming it was for the boss.