幸福を求めて

This 1000 year old Katana looks as good as it did the day it was made. [3746x3024]

This is Mikazuki. The Crescent Moon blade.

This sword was crafted by Sanj(y)o Munechika and is older than 1000 years. (The Smith’s oldest signed work is from 987).

There are only 5 of the smith’s pieces remaining and this one exhibits one of the first times in history that the Japanese sword takes on it’s utilitarian curved shape.

This sword was owned by a laundry list of important historical figures including Oda Nobunaga’s general Toyotomi Hideyoshi who unified Japan.

You are essentially looking at a Japanese Excalibur.

I just had a random memory of a friends’ kid when she was about six or seven, when she cornered a couple of us at a get-together and says “wanna know what my dad had for lunch?”

We figured this was, while unusual, a pretty straight-forward conversation starter. “Sure”, we said.

We were NOT prepared. She went on this EPIC storytelling monologue about the restaurant and Italy and the art on the walls and some dramatic story she made up ABOUT the art on the walls. We were enraptured. No idea what was going on but by god we were hooked. At no point does she mention food.

The next week, similar get-together with the same people. Same friend I’m talking to. Same child walks up. “Wanna know what my dad had for lunch?”

But NOW we’re prepared, we’re excited. We’re about to hear some SHIT. We grin in anticipation. “Sure!”

“A salad.”

your voice should be heard.

your health is important.

your pain is not insignificant or lesser than others'.

you are not on this earth to be "productive."

you are the only one who can define your experiences.

you are cared for, even if only by strangers. we care.

I don’t know who wrote this or why, but this writing is just *chef’s kiss*

I STILL HAVE MY SET AND EVERYTHING