finished his project, but died 3 weeks before his film was released.
He almost got there, but
even for Bruce, it remained an elusive vision-
close enough to make him kiup, but just far enough to keep dreaming.
It was this self drive, his friends say, that killed him.
We are comming to a period of evolution. Spiritual Man vs. macho/ego
man. We either win the battle against teh demons in our heads
and become people of Love, or our humanity will consume itself
and implode into self destruction. With God's help I will someday
becoem a full jedi / Dolphin, but until then my struggle continues. Meanwhile, Abraham,
Plato, Jesus, Bruce Lee, and all the other full jedi's before
me serve as my inspiration.
I would like
to strongly recomend the following Bruce Lee Books and Movies
Unfortunately, most students
of the martial arts are conformists. Instead of learning to depend
on themselves for expression, they blindly follow their instructors,
no longer feeling alone, finding security in mass imitation.
The product of this imitation is a dependent mind. Independent
inquiry, which is essential to genuine understanding, is sacrificed,
Look around the martial arts and witness the assortment of routine
performers, trick artists, desensitized robots, glorifiers of
the past and so on- all followers or exponents of organized despair.
How often are we told by different
sensei (teachers) or "masters" that the martial arts
are life itself? But how many of them truly understand what they
are saying? Life is a constant movement- rhythmic as well as
random; Life is a constant change and not stagnation. Instead
of choicelessly following with this process of change, many of
these "masters," past and present, have built an illusion
of fixed forms, rigidly subscribing to traditional concepts and
techniques of the art, solidifying the ever-flowing, dissecting
The most pitiful sight is to
see sincere students earnestly repeating those imitative drills,
listening to their own screams and spiritual yells. In most cases,
the means these sensei offer their students are so elaborate
that the student must give tremendous attention to them, until
gradually he loses sight of the end. The students end up performing
their methodical routines as a mere conditioned response, rather
than responding to "what is." They no longer "listen"
to circumstances. These poor souls have unwittingly become trapped
in the miasma of classical martial arts training. A teacher,
a really good sensei, is never a giver of truth; he is a guide,
a pointer to the truth that the student must discover for himself.
My life is an Old Jew
version of Star Wars. . .
"Anger, fear, agrression, forces of the darkside are they,"
Yoda, The Empire Strikes back