Rhythm seems to be everywhere in the nature and human creations. It’s adulated, observed, imitated and searched. Being in the rhythm is a state where many would like to be. Rhythm is gracious, beautiful. Rhythm is present in music, chant, and poetry; also in dance, swimming and running. Things that have rhythm seem beautiful, elegant and effective.

At this point my brain stopped.

It was true, but not for everything. The art of combat is everything but rhythm. The art of combat is the art of being arrhythmic. It’s the art of breaking the rhythm of your enemy. The only rhythm a fighter should have is one in constant mutation, broken, chaotic. To have the edge in a combat you have to be unpredictable, arrhythmic. You should be a mimicker: constantly evolving.

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