Sucking The Soul Right Out Of An HI Blade

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During the recent duststorm, someone opined about negative energy and the possibility the good was taken from a Himalayan Imports Khukuri. Well, I laughed when I read that, such a thought- delightful- but I got to thinking.

The Kamis give a blessing to the khukuris that they not be drawn in anger. They must think that is worth doing. Lot's of us pray at night to the Heavenly Father or the Son. And to the Creator, and a variety of other destinations and beliefs. For those of you who have a personal relationship with the Almighty, it is rather spooky when in answer to your prayers events around you seemingly unfold in a spectacular, (or modest) way, and actually address and reward your prayers. Science calls this kooky, not spooky, or even Grace.

I have in my pocket or on the desk in front of my screen a German Eye Knife given to me by a good friend. This blade means a lot to me. It means more than the ounces it weighs, and the use it gives. I think of the blade as a good thing....that brings good things.

So, in this universe where I've fallen, my credentials as rational are tossed aside when I believe in magic. Some khukuris in my home were given to me by friends, or arrived conventionaly from the USPS and HI. And some of them have more depth to them than others. I dunno; you think these khuks are talking to me? I just don't know. There's a happy little song from the Kamis hands to the metal, from the forge to my house, in the steel in the sheath by my side as I walk. And I believe in .....magic. When I think of Bill Martino I sometimes draw the Salyan out, or the little balance model I got on the day his father passed. Rusty is best thought of when I've his AK Bowie on my desk, and Yangdu when her Special sits by the monitor.

These imperfect tools talk to me. They ride around with me, see the sights, protect my sons from Cougars, and in all manner of things often bring smiles and happiness.

So, Could a Bad Guy suck the Good Stuff out of a HI Khuk?

I don't know. But I sure know how to put it in.


munk
 
If one could suck it out, another could put it in.

Someone selling knives here, or what? :D

John
 
Spectre said:
If one could suck it out, another could put it in.

Someone selling knives here, or what? :D

John
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I think you guys are right. An owner doesn't ruin a khuk. By owning something you make it yours, and it achieves new majic. I was just being a jackass. Don't listen to me I'm a jackass.;)
 
These imperfect tools talk to me. They ride around with me, see the sights, protect my sons from Cougars, and in all manner of things often bring smiles and happiness.
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Same here (except the part about sons and cougars--ain't got neither up here). I'm not a tool guy, and only a minor gun guy (novice by standards around this place), but these blades really do mean a whole lot to me. As munk said more than the monetary value, more than the weight in ounces. They remind me of Uncle Bill, Rusty, and many others, and this place, and the times I've spent here. Even the times of my life that I've used them: some sad to take my mind off the hurt, some happy nice weather days just for fun, nights spent sharpening, oiling, while watching tv. I got my first one in Maui before I became a father for the first time.
 
Andy,

In all seriousness, I do believe what you said the first time. I also believe what I said about "putting it back".

By owning something you make it yours, and it achieves new majic.

There's a nice quote. :)

John
 
Bang...tap,tap,tap...Bang..tap,tap,tap....every time I pick up one of HI's blades I can hear the rhythm of my Grandfather working steel on his left handed anvil (yes, there is such a thing). I worked the bellows, and daydreamed a lot, but I still hear that melody in my head. Oh, how I wish I could go back, and take my Grandfather up on his offer to teach me......He used to say that a little bit of himself went into every thing he made. I believe.
 
Spectre's words brought back an instance from 2003, when I refurbished a BAS for Bill M., and ultimately, for Sarge. Here's part of my post:

This refurbishing took time and work and patience, but not great skill. I truly don't understand how it came to be returned. I screwed up my 15 in AK much more by trying to hack through a deer fore-leg. But that wasn't the blade's fault...rather mine. And I fixed it. Just as I fixed the dings from hitting rocks as I hacked at multi-flora rose bushes.

It seems to me that taking responsibility for damage is part of the ownership of a tool. Being able to bring the tool back to usability is part of the joy of having a quality tool. In a sense, the owner shares creation with the maker of the blade, and they join together to create a functional implement to achieve a purpose.

Not sure any spiritual connection occurs until the right person holds the right blade...then, there is Spectre's "magic."
 
the 18" kobra i have right now feels like nothing in my hand, but i know it weighs 20.6 oz, and it extends my reach by a foot. it makes you feel bigger then you are, because its like it was there to begin with.
 
That's a good one, Seth.
Seems like there's always a pair of Tennis shoes that fits and a pair that don't.




munk
 
bigjim has requested that I lock this thread. I'll comply. I don't really want to see this ugliness escalate.

The topic can be taken up again when we are a little removed in time from today's unpleasantness. There have been multiple expressions of good intentions, so let's refrain for a while on anything that might be perceived as sniping until everyone has a little chance to cool down.

Thank you all for your understanding.
 
Howard my friend, I know you are trying to be kind to as many as you can, but we must leave this door open. Besides, there's a three legged alley cat behind the cantina on the south wall that I've been feeding leftovers to..and


This thread is fine. I appreciate the concern, but there were no shots, and we were talking about the feelings we get from Himalayan Imports Khuks.

locking or Moving a thread because of what might happen in someone's mind is a game that could go forever. It would never stop. Someone, somewhere, could object to the thread, or what the thread might, might do.

Good things are not going to be locked because of fear.


munk
 
I currently have four HI products. A 16.5" Chiruwa Ang Khola, a 20" Chitlangi and 2 12" Pen Knives, one a villager model.

All of these blades to me have their own personalities and they all have their own realms of usage. Each one actually sings in my hand as I use it, maybe I got lucky.
 
I didn't want to say the khuks have different personalities....I figured someone would think I was really nuts. But they do.
I've a couple other friendship blades, one from Raghorn that always makes me feel good when I use it- a 16.5" Chiruwa AK. I've a blade that passed through Nasty's hands that is very special. If a psycho burgular ever attacks me, I'm hoping some of Nasty comes out when I swing it for protection.


munk
 
I dont know why this is still in this forum, perhaps my addition will be enough to tip it over the edge from OT to Off-T, that seems to be my place in this place.

One of the things that I miss most of this forum was the sense of balance that came from the previous administration. I know that I've said several things over the years, and in past incarnations, that should have gotten me booted, or at least chastised, but it didn't happen.

Now we have a dust-up, tisk tisk task, among members of a family these things often happen, and as long as no one loses an eye, things go on.

Before we go down this path we are choosing for ourselves, less than two weeks short of a year after the passing of my betters at least, let me ask you all this.

What would Rusty Do?

Perhaps what would Bill do?

I've not seen Yangdu rushing out to defend her honor, perhaps she doesn't feel that it's been damaged? Perhaps the nature of the world is that we all change our minds or our points of view, and feel the need to share why that happened.

Perhaps I should put down this fine beer, Shiner Bock finally made it to Kentucky (Coors has the distributorship here, just in case anyone living on a ridge can't find it) and I do like a taste now and again. Perhaps I should jsut shut up, perhaps we should all calm down and find something else to argue about, Duty Honor and Souls are all heavy topics.
 
Howard Wallace said:
bigjim has requested that I lock this thread. I'll comply. I don't really want to see this ugliness escalate.
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mmmm, fascinating. from this plain user's pov, i don't see any sniping or escalation, not is it about the named party. he said his piece, he's selling his pieces, and leaving in peace. blessings and happy trails.

so why should he have a say in locking a thread that's not about him, imho? that seems a might peculiar to this one.

bladite
 
sometimes one aquires a tool, and it fits.

sometimes one aquires a tool, and make it fit, and it grows on one. sometimes one grows on it (sucks thumb - ouch :>).

and sometimes, after some time and effort, it doesn't work out. one doesn't feel the necessary connection, be that good fitment, or use, or just that down in the bone part of one's soul thing. then it's time to breath new life and move it along. there's always another tool.

then sometimes comes along a tool that didn't work for another one, and it was meant for this one. then again again, it keeps moving.

every now and then, one is pure magic, and it only moves on, when one shuffles off this mortal coil.

namaste

bladite
 
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