Eternal Blue Sky - IX
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- Mar 21
- 14 min read
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"I will find my place in this world, and make it my own." said the orphan
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Family
Family
Family is not an important thing. It's everything.
The orphan was only with his Choson family for 1 year, before they dropped him off at a police station.
The Mother left the quiet child to be found near the entrance, and walked away under the shadow of the Eternal Black Sky.
The modern Choson Eve made the decision of her own Free Will, a choice that her son was better off on his own.
The Ancient Khan Ancestors asked for Council.
They felt this was too Great a Shame.
The Ancient Ancestor, an unknown Father, of the orphan's broken lineage of the Plains, was allowed an ask.
The Father asked Destiny, "I ask to guide the Child of Fate to a better path."
When asked by Destiny the price, he said without hesitation,
"I swear on my Name, he is worth the ask."
"He is a True Son of the Plains."
"A Dragon of Blue Winter."
"This Child of Fate will be able to repay my claim."
"I will claim him as my Firstborn."
"I will mend his Name to the broken line of Khan."
Destiny could not refuse such a price, and blessed the newly formed Dragon of Blue Winter with a better path.
The Dragon of Fire would be reborn again in his season of autumn.
The Khan ancestors watched over him, but none could teach him of the Ways of the Plains.
The child was on Eastern Shores, far away from the golden fields of his ancestral home.
The True Son of the Plains did not know the prayers.
Destiny shaped his fate with a path that led to the 3 Matron Mothers.
From the Void of Nothing,
during the bumpy car ride
to the orphanage,
a voice echoed.
"Do your best son, that is all I ask of you."
The choson born son no more, the Firstborn of Khan smiled warmly and closed his eyes.
The orphan returned to his Dream Eternal, the only place where his Ancient Ancestors could speak to him.
Blue Family
Blue Family
The strength of a family, like the strength of an army,
is in its loyalty to each other.
I can only recall the briefest of memories.
But what I can remember is an overwhelming sense of a Blue Winter.
Frozen memories of crystalized moments in time.
That period of my life is imprinted inside me, forged from experiences at the orphanage, and will always remain.
It is a past that does not haunt me.
A blue flower that blooms in the desert is a survivor, because it withstood the test against an unforgiving terrain.
As I look back to my past, sadness was reborn from winter into spring.
I survived without any bitterness, because of a child that endured.
I think of the orphan more these days.
He had to endure the test of waiting all his life.
It was the weight of a Mountain.
Each day, imprisoned within gates that did not protect, but kept him locked in.
He had no Free Will.
I remain hopeful always, so he must have kept that hope safe.
His hope never broke, which made me unbreakable to despair.
The orphan thought of the family that left him, because I think of them from time to time.
He endured and never felt let down, since I have never felt let down.
The past and present can shift back and forth, through the fabric of memory.
And this I know, the orphan's spirit of hope was never broken.
I am full of Eternal Hope.
I have forgiven my Korean family, choices made were out of my infant hands.
I do not know, and with family, you always give them the benefit of the doubt.
They are still family to me.
They did their best, and I match their best with my best.
I endured without any resentment towards them.
I don't dwell.
I moved on.
I could not have survived those 5 long years without a family,
to keep the hope that was tested every day.
Family can be created from necessity.
They kept me warm and prevented the frostbite of bitterness.
Dance of Destiny
Dance of Destiny
The only way to make sense out of change
is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance.
Destiny led the orphan to a safe place.
The Child of Fate was given a cruel destiny at first, but the dance led to a better dance.
The Choson Mother treated the orphan as second born, even though he was a Firstborn out of wedlock.
The Dance of Destiny led him to 3 Kind Mothers that followed the ways of the One Buddha.
The Unknown Father, Ancestor of Khan,
now sitting at the Head of Council,
said without passion,
"I have claimed the Child of Fate as my Firstborn."
"His broken lineage is mended,"
"He is now accepted into the Tribe of the Eternal Blue Sky."
"I claim him as a True Son of the Plains,"
"A Dragon of Blue Winter."
"I break the line of his choson lineage."
"The Shame was too Great."
"The tribe of choson are no longer welcome."
"From this day forward the Tribe of Khan will watch over him."
And thus, the choson ancestors could not protest, and walked away in disgrace.
The Shame was too Great.
The Khans welcomed their Firstborn as their own, with the blessing of the Eternal Blue Sky.
But the price to repay, for such an honor, was great.
The Child of Fate now had to match his best with the best of the Unknown Ancestor Father.
That was the price of the ask to Destiny.
The unknown Ancestral Father was unconcerned.
He expected the boy to match his best and grow stronger.
The Father knew that hardships would test his weakness, and if he did not break, it would turn into strength.
He did not think his son would break.
Blue Mountain
Blue Mountain
In the depth of winter I finally learned,
there was in me an invincible summer.
I do not recall speaking Korean.
I think it was because I did not speak often.
My memory of the orphanage is a silent movie.
I have no memory of any cruelty done to me.
I felt safe there.
But my gaps of memory meant I lived the same routine.
The orphan endured the same day continuously.
He waited for change for 5 long years.
He did not realize the burden was the weight of a Mountain.
I experienced 12 days of what the orphan endured in 2023, and it almost broke me.
Those 12 days opened the fabric of memory to the orphan,
a past I rarely thought of, until I walked out the gates.
The orphan lasted over 1500 days and was unbroken.
He carried a burden without any family.
The orphan carried it all alone.
He didn't know the weight was so heavy and just endured.
It was all that he had ever known.
That was how he carried the Blue Mountain of my past.
Spartan Law
Spartan Law
"No retreat, no surrender; that is Spartan Law"
The Firstborn son of a Khan was raised with discipline instilled.
Raised by kind strict Matron Mothers,
surrounded by brothers and sisters,
he was taught three things.
Patience. Obedience. Compassion.
The orphan stood guard and was mentally prepared, to wait for as long as needed.
Wait, obey, and do your best.
His mind was trained to accept the stillness of time
His life was just 3 rooms.
He slept on the floor.
The Khan Ancestors told him in his Dream Eternal,
"Trust only the family you know."
"Find shelter under the Roof of the World."
"But never pray to the One Buddha."
"You are a True Son of Plains."
"Our people pray to the Eternal Blue Sky."
When the orphan took Winter Baths, the water was always cold.
Bathed with harsh brushes that made his skin red,
it was the bath that caused the most pain.
Before each cold Winter Bath, a bow to Buddha.
As he stepped out of the Pool of the Immaterial,
he bowed again in thanks for the Test.
The Child of Fate held onto the one thing that could not be forced.
He would follow all the rules and do what was asked.
But he refused to pray.
His only Free Will that remained.
The orphan believed in one thing.
"I believe in only myself."
As his belief in himself grew,
the boy refused to feel the pain of the Winter Baths.
The suffering had been stilled.
The Child showed his resolve to even those that tried to shelter him.
His Ancestors were forced to only watch over him,
but never allowed to protect him.
The Child of Fate would not ask.
His steel would not bend in his beliefs in himself.
Even Destiny could not shape his fate easily,
for his Fate grew stronger the longer he accepted his fate.
The devout 3 Mothers,
who gave him shelter Under the Roof of the World,
could not make him believe in the One Buddha.
They knew a true follower.
He was not one.
The Child of Fate accepted everything and was not attached to the suffering.
As he was taught by the One Buddha, for whom he refused to pray to.
Blue Comfort
Blue Comfort
Very little is needed to make a happy life;
it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking,
I know who I am.
I did not want to bow to the statue of Buddha after I was given a harsh bath.
But they made me practice their religion, and I accepted.
I would later go through the same trial with the Romans.
I did not want to go to church, but it continued my education
and tempered my stubbornness.
I respect the religions I was asked to follow,
but I have never believed.
I don't retreat or surrender.
I don't give my beliefs away.
I know myself and I know what is best for me.
I don't give ground when something is important to me,
and it always shocks those that see my steel resolve.
That is me.
That is who I am.
I rarely have to show that side because I am easy going.
I usually don't care enough to disagree.
Don't know, don't care is my attitude towards life.
I don't get that worked up.
It makes my life simple.
These are the 3 things I follow to this day.
Do not complain.
Do what is asked.
Do your best.
But not for everything.
Some asks will be denied, without any concern of compromise.
My past will never leave me because they have value.
Sad experiences contrasted with joy, makes sadness less.
Joyful experiences contrasted with sadness, makes the joy more.
It is the contrasts that reveal,
reflections of opposites,
which bring clarity to both.
My past gave me a range of experiences that I still use to this day.
Those memories are touchstones to who I am.
It is a part of me that I do not deny or am embarrassed about.
My time in the orphanage was the best education I could have asked.
It taught me to be grateful for everything I have
and made me unattached to the material.
I was raised in a spartan environment.
The only touch of modern was the TV.
But the feeling I always get,
when I think back to the orphanage,
I lived in a different time period.
When I first came to the States,
my family had to place boards on the side of the bed.
I would be found sleeping on the floor in the morning.
Comfort had to be forced on me.
I would just take my blanket and sleep on the floor.
When my family told me I need to stay in bed,
I rolled off the bed on purpose,
and hoped they would allow me stay on the floor.
The bed was too comfortable.
Comfort is what made me uncomfortable.
Dragon Reborn
Dragon Reborn
"When it comes to luck, you make your own."
The Celtic Mother, who practiced the Roman Ways, was given a sign.
During a sermon, the monk spoke of giving help to those abandoned.
The Celtic Mother and Roman Father decided they found a purpose.
Of their own Free Will, they chose to shelter a child that had no family.
The Celtic Mother asked her only son if he wanted a brother or sister.
Without hesitation, he replied, "I want a brother."
Destiny said, "The Child of Blue Winter has waited long enough."
The Great Shame was now balanced with Great Kindness.
The Khan Ancestors rejoiced.
And so, the Dragon of Blue Winter entered a plane, with an Eve to watch over him.
The True Son of the Plains flew across the Great Ocean
and left the Eastern Lands,
farther now from his Ancestral Home.
The Child of Fate would always be on foreign soil,
destined to always be a foreigner.
He would be an outsider,
to both the Western and Eastern Lands.
While the child slept, he heard a new voice in his Eternal Dream.
The Unknown Ancestral Father spoke to his Firstborn son.
He spoke to him for the first time.
"You are a True Son of the Plains."
"We are Nomads."
"Wherever you go, that is your home."
"We pray to the Eternal Blue Sky."
"We pray to our own people."
"You are a Dragon of Blue Winter."
"Find your own Destiny."
"We will follow wherever you lead."
"Do your best son, that is all I ask of you."
Winter had ended and would never return.
Spring would be the longest season to balance the harsh cold.
The Dragon of Blue Winter no longer,
reborn as the Dragon of Jade Spring.
36 years of Good Luck would be given.
The child would always be a Child of Winter,
the weight of the Blue Mountain was too great.
The season changed just in time.
The Child of Winter almost broke.
He could not have made it another year.
The orphan would have lost hope,
if not for the Great Kindness of a Family
who followed the Roman Ways,
and made a choice of their own Free Will.
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The Child of Fate smiled as he flew through the sky,
flying towards his Destiny.
New days were happening.
The speed was too much for the quiet boy.
He had to catch up with the pace of change.
He was raised in the Ancient Ways,
under the Roof above the World.
When he stepped outside the gates,
he walked into a different Time.
His stillness had to match the speed of the modern.
The world was moving towards him, and not away.
On his first night on Western shores,
he crawled into a bed above the floor.
His older brother taught him his first word.
"Apple."
The Child of Fate was delighted to learn the word so quickly.
The firstborn marveled at the speed he learned,
and later remarked to his kind Mother and Father,
"He learns fast."
Beauty of Eve
Beauty of Eve
"The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone."
I have a memory of all the Eves crying as one,
probably the worst memory I have.
I remember getting my hair shaved
with Eves mourning the loss of their hair.
I think there was a lice breakout.
All the children had to get their head shaved.
This was a break in pattern.
This is the only memory of this happening.
I can't recall Eves ever being at the barber shop,
except this one time.
All the Eves cried and mourned in unison.
Their one beauty of being an Eve was being taken away.
I understood, even at that age,
their hair meant more than just their beauty,
it was their dignity that was being harmed.
When my wife's sister was getting chemotherapy,
she knew it was going to happen.
Her hair was going to be lost.
She asked my wife to brush her hair one last time.
She said, "Please help me brush my hair one last time."
"I need my big Sister to do this one last thing."
"I need help."
My wife told me this story.
She told me that her heart ached to hear those words.
She said to me,
"I have brushed her hair countless times, Mark."
"This was the last time I would do this."
"My heart ached when she called me Big Sister."
Her sister asked because she trusted her, to be able to see her beauty, without her hair.
It was a sign of unconditional trust.
My gift of unconditional trust to my wife
would not be returned with such kindness.
Last Bow
Last Bow
Three things cannot be long hidden:
the sun, the moon, and the truth,
The Child of Fate found his hope answered on Western Shores
The one thing he waited for,
the hope he kept,
was finally given.
He was allowed Free Will.
He was given moments of privacy.
His Family allowed him space to be his own.
They gave him Time to find out who he was.
It was the greatest gift for the Child of Fate
to be able to find his destiny on his own.
The Child of Winter was taken by hand
to a place with newness in his first month.
It was a new experience that left him untouched.
The Child of Fate was unimpressed.
His only thought was holding his Mother's hand.
He was happy.
And then it happened.
A Break in the Pattern.
He did not let his Mother move forward.
The Celtic Mother,
who followed the Roman Ways,
looked down at his son and saw a show of Faith.
It was a bow to a statue of the One Buddha.
The bow said,
"I am grateful for everything you taught me."
"I have learned the Ways of the Staff and Shield."
It was a final goodbye.
It was the first bow that was not before the Winter Baths.
It was the last bow that was in thanks for the Test.
It was the last bow he would ever make until his season of Autumn.
But the Dragon of Fire would not pray.
My First Eve
My First Eve
Since love grows within you, so beauty grows.
For love is the beauty of the soul.
My First Eve is the first and only memory of someone my age at the orphanage.
The other orphans are faceless.
All I know was they were there.
They are just vague ideas that I was not alone.
In my clearest, crystalized winter memory of the orphanage,
frozen in time, I am always alone.
In all my memories but one.
My First Eve.
She is the only one I can remember with clarity.
She could not bear the loss of her hair.
I heard her crying through the night.
She could not overcome her grief.
She walked across to the other side of the room towards me.
Eves and adams were separated on different sides of the room.
She was holding back her sobbing while she walked.
She asked me, without words, for help.
I allowed her into my space.
She slipped underneath my blanket.
I didn't say anything.
I just held her.
This memory stayed with me,
because it is the only memory of contact with someone.
I knew that she did not want to talk.
It would have woken the others.
I hugged her, to let her know she was not alone.
We both slept as two orphans,
hoping to be taken away to another place,
where the cost of medicine
would have prevented unnecesary hardships.
The water was cold in the baths because hot water was too much a cost.
I had to endure the cold Winter Baths, even when it was not winter.
By the time I woke up she had returned to her bed on the floor,
so as not to get in trouble from breaking a rule.
Lineage
Reference used 22+1 and me account.
I am 100% Korean, born in Seoul.
My paternal-line ancestors with the tribe of Khan.
"Genghis Khan, the Mongolian conqueror that lived from 1162 to 1227 CE, was likely a member of haplogroup C-M217, and may be responsible for the spread of one of its branches. Half of a percent of all men on Earth, and 8% of men in the region reaching from northeastern China to Uzbekistan, may descend from Genghis Khan. His lineage is most common in Hazara, Mongolian, Uygur, Chinese Kazak, and Inner Mongolian Han populations."
My maternal-line ancestors possibly Tibetan or regions near Himalayan Mountains
"Origin and Migrations of Haplogroup M9
Your maternal line stems from an old offshoot of haplogroup M called M9. All the members of M9 descend from a woman who lived nearly 40,000 years ago. The world's tallest mountains are the heartland of M9, which reaches levels of about 10 percent in the Tibetan population. It appears to have originated about the time people first inhabited the high-altitude plateau north of the Himalayas between 35,000 and 45,000 years ago.
M9 can be found at trace levels throughout eastern Asia, an indication that it was carried far from its likely origin either in the Himalayan region or in southeastern Asia. M9 has been detected at 2.4% in the Japanese population and 3.1% among the Koreans. It is also found in a few Siberian populations."
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