Have bike, will travel
June 25, 2006 – 6:26 pm
Out the door, down the road, past the trees of Yotsuya, through the infernal snarl of Shibuya and gliding down 246 to Tamagawa – finally arriving at the Seikado Museum to see the exbihit of Japanese swords.
My first time seeing a real masterpiece. Steel crafted with so much devotion, loved by the samurai on whom it had be bequeathed, and probably carrying the invisible stain of who knows how many lives, red blood drawn for the sake of honour. Terribly beautiful. My hands itch to hold one…
Sometimes you wonder why you like the things you do. Perhaps I, who have bizarre fascinations, am but a reflection of indiscipline, for is it not the act of societal integration that which beats the unusual out of us?
And so the weekend ends, again.
