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POST 704 12Apr2025 Exercise Anti-aging, Music Con duong cai quan, many items and pictures

 

Welcome to Post 704

with many interesting subjects and pictures



POST 704 12Apr2025 

Exercise Anti-aging, 

Music Con duong cai quan,

Sacred Seal (continued)

Many items and pictures





 

La HISTORIA REAL de las

 7 MARAVILLAS del MUNDO ANTIGUO

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"LAS 7 MARAVILLAS | La HISTORIA REAL de las 7 MARAVILLAS del MUNDO ANTIGUO"

 

https://youtu.be/UMMVgxCdbx8?si=V6L43HMjVnDkZvu8

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Try this Anti-aging exercise, you will love it





THE HEAD OF THE COLLECTOR OF HEAD

 

Extract from

VISION and ACTION  / The Sacred Seal Story

By Charles Phan Hoang

(Amazon Publishing, ISBN   9798338428948)

 

 

POST 704 (continued)

THE HEAD OF THE COLLECTOR OF HEAD

  

 

 

 

POST 704  (continued)

- Hey! Young man, did you see the sign there? Quy-Su said, standing upright on the path.

- Yes, I did. The young man replied quietly.

- What’s your name?

- My name is Bao-Dan. Dinh Bao-Dan, sir.

- So, make me a hundred bows or challenge me in combat.

- Sir, Bao-Dan said continuing to advance, I do not know who you are, so I can only give you one bow as required by social convention, maybe two bows for telling me about your rules and perhaps three bows, because I am a Buddhist. And that’s all. You don’t want to receive four bows, do you? Four bows are for a dead man.

- Don’t talk so much! Fight!

- Sir, if I do accept a fight, when does it begin?

- Right now!

- But first, I want to show you something…

While saying that, the young Bao-Dan took something out of his pocket and approached Quy-Su tending his hand forward and looking up to the sky.

Puzzled, Quy-Su looked at the right hand of Bao-Dan, and when the hand opened there was something rising to the sky. Immediately, Quy-Su drew out his long sword, when he heard the terrible sound of a thundering ‘thet’ kiai. Too late! The head of Quy-Su fell onto the ground, cut in a flash by the sword of Bao-Dan, drawn from its scabbard by his left hand. Quietly, Bao-Dan wiped his sword before putting it back in its scabbard. From the sky, a bird sang a small song and made two circles above his head, then landed on the right shoulder of his master. The name of the bird was Chim-Linh. Bao-Dan continued along the road going deep into the mountain to pursue his own mission. On his path, the chance to meet a tiger was higher than that of meeting with another bandit.

As master Hac-Dao-Su received the news of the death of his disciple Quy-Su, he swiftly sent to Nui-Hu another disciple, Quy-Huynh. Upon arriving, Quy-Huynh decided to change strategy. But it took him two years to move his headquarters down to a place near the Lake of the Sword. The base at Nui-Hu was kept as a secret stopover for the Dark Army, under a horse-farm called Trai-Ngua.

At the place where Quy-Su died, a small shrine to the cult of his memory was erected and it still exists today.

 

(to be continued)



 

Enjoy  "Con Đường Cái Quan"

 (Vietnamese Music)

 

 

 

 

  POST  704     12 April 2025

  LINK

 

 

 Vietnamese Music

 

 

 

 

https://youtu.be/Gqm4BRnIYqg

 

(Ctrl + Click to follow link)

 

 

 

 

(Musical show: The Trans-Vietnam Highway)

 

Trường Ca "Con Đường Cái Quan"

 

Phạm Duy.  PBN 91

 

 

 




 

 

 

 

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  Linda’s Thursday Quotation   

 

 

 

 

If you cannot write well, you cannot think well; if you cannot think well, others will do your thinking for you.

Oscar Wilde

 

 

 

 



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