I never really knew what fencing was. I remember seeing Ayo’s art on X (@phantom_blavk) and the first thought that came to my mind was “Jeez, such feminine elegance with swords"  The Sabreuses - 2026 so I went to read more about it and I'd define fencing to you as a sport of foils and sabre (thin swords) and it's not bloody and violent like boxing although accidents do happen with these thin swords but it really doesn't get bloody and then I checked out the origin because I questioned “why the heck would you be playing with swords?" I discovered it originated from France. In the 14th to 15th century in France it was a norm for warriors to practice with swords and guilds (for protection) so the intention wasn't to harm the person you were practicing with, you're simply playing pretend like (imagine we were at war, how are we going to fight with our swords). It started with heavy swords before lighter swords were introduced and at this time fencing was excl...

  Our bones may become brittle ⁠꒰ an anticipated aftermath of our earthly existence ⁠꒱ but our souls don't break. Our skeletal system is a petite house our souls rent to visit earth. I do not believe in reincarnation for I think the soul should be too bored with living on earth. Our lives here is too short and unrealistic. I do not know why it might want to come back. Well, to Picasso's art “The Old Guitarist - 1903” I find the most perfect description of the soul taking hold of the heart, the arms and the complete body of the old man. Vividly his body was unwilling but his soul was willing and the body was lured into obedience.  The way his head ducks at the tune and the calm sitting of his frail white fingers on the guitar I tell myself, if a willing soul can move the fingers to play a guitar, it can tame death certainly. If at all you shall die, or become very old in body and mind you shall first decide in your soul. “The retired Soldier" - a digital art created by Jek...