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Forgotten Lore by Alexei Maxim Russell
Forgotten Lore by Alexei Maxim Russell







Forgotten Lore by Alexei Maxim Russell Forgotten Lore by Alexei Maxim Russell

No matter where life takes you, you are just one quick reference away from the "samurai solution" to your problems. This pocket-sized book can be carried anywhere, anytime, for quick reference. Based on the ancient and authoritative texts of three samurai masters, this manual gives the direct and authentic "samurai solution" to any of life's many situations. Previously, the aspiring samurai had no resource at all. Any book about the samurai, or their codes, was either so strictly historical, or so thickly academic, that it didn't give any practical solutions to the average person, about how to go about applying the samurai ethic to their daily life. At times like that, when it rained, she entirely understood and shared her father's outlook on life.Who hasn't considered, at some point in their life, what it would take to live as a samurai? Whether it was a serious, life-long obsession or a passing, whimsical thought in either case, there was really no way to know how to go about living life as a samurai. Rain cleansing her to the core, she was a spring of raw power and self-reliance, paddling against all adversity-their master completely. Nothing, not death, not any force of the living or spirit world, would ever still her father's heart. She felt at that moment, nothing would ever stop her father's pipe from smoking. The stream of fragrant pipe-smoke still flowing from his lips, regardless of any obstacle. The mountain of her father's back was like a rock against anything nature could throw against them. Especially when it rained, and her body steamed against the cool drops, feeling invincible against the elements. It all combined as one to make her feel so alive. Warm and tingly, lulled into peaceful contemplation by hours of the rhythmic paddling, the smell of the water, exotic blooms, animal musk. She reveled in the exhilaration it always brought her, after the first few hours left her body insensible to pain or discomfort. In spite of her beauty and grace, her back had grown strong and sinewy from years of canoe trips. The hard work of paddling non-stop for many hours had long since stopped being difficult for Saweyimew. “The father and daughter made their way north, through unknown sylvan paradises where only the owls and skunks know their way around.









Forgotten Lore by Alexei Maxim Russell