It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything
most of the time there is a struggle going on somewhere. and most of that time no one can tell what’s really happening. the picture is not clear. a true artist/athlete has to rely on their own sense of experience and muscle memory to help them get to the next match up.
there is a very annoying truth about members of a fight club. that would be the omnipresent dual relationship with pain. pain is both a life long friend as well as the source of all the struggle. it’s almost like an escher drawing which portrays the same image interacting with itself in a mirror image- upside down and 180 degrees.