My Life
I was born In Little Rock Arkansas on the Tenth of September, 1971 to Maurine and Jerold Bruce. Then a bunch of stuff happened and my mother and I moved to a little place called Vancouver Washington where, aside from a couple of jaunts hither and yonder, I have lived out most of my Life.
My early life was marked by constant violence which eventually led me to the Martial Arts, so beginning in my 7th grade year, I started studying Karate. I was not a natural, but I was eager and worked hard to understand what I was learning. Slowly, over time, I even became proficient at it and with the near constant attacks I was enduring, I quickly gained a great deal of experience at it.
During the height of it, I was being attacked on a near daily basis. When I explain this to people, they always ask what I did to provoke it and when I tell them "Nothing", they usually hit me back with the same look of incredulity. Still, I do share some 'blame' in the matter, though not of the kind they suspect.
It began because I was not willing to fight back. I wanted to be 'a good kid' and avoided fighting to the point of just taking the beatings rather than defend myself. Unfortunately, I didn't have a father around to either teach me to defend myself or give me permission to do so, so I did what all the ignorant adults told me to do and I just tried to walk away.
But of course Evil wont let you just walk away. It follows you and continues the attack until you finally decide to turn around and punch it in the nose. By the time I finally figured that out and gave myself permission to fight back though, the permission that all of the ignorant adults had denied me, years had passed and people had gotten used to attacking me without consequence. It would take years more to convince them otherwise.
This was my first experience with the Influence of Evil on the World, though at the time I didn't understand what it was.
It wasn't until my senior year that I finally got to see an end to the violence. After that, I turned my attention to the other side of the Martial Arts; it's philosophy, and it was there that I found its True Power.
Since then I've been married, divorced, and had my heart broken more times than I can count. So basically, Life happened. There were good times and there were bad times, there were trials and there were tribulations, but all of it, everything that has given me Joy and put through Hell, all of it brought me here to where I am today, building a website about a philosophy that I built up over the course of decades in the hopes of understanding the world a little better and maybe, just maybe helping a few other people to do the same.
Why? Because it is my sincerest hope that I can turn the Pain of my Life into something positive and perhaps leave this World a little bit better off than it was when I found it.
