William Henson
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Tomoe Gozen was not an exception.
She was a reminder.
Strength with discipline.
Courage without spectacle.
Loyalty carried into battle.
She rode where honor demanded —
and fought as well as any warrior who stood beside her.
She was a reminder.
Strength with discipline.
Courage without spectacle.
Loyalty carried into battle.
She rode where honor demanded —
and fought as well as any warrior who stood beside her.
December 18, 2025 at 11:20 PM
Tomoe Gozen was not an exception.
She was a reminder.
Strength with discipline.
Courage without spectacle.
Loyalty carried into battle.
She rode where honor demanded —
and fought as well as any warrior who stood beside her.
She was a reminder.
Strength with discipline.
Courage without spectacle.
Loyalty carried into battle.
She rode where honor demanded —
and fought as well as any warrior who stood beside her.
There are fights you take
knowing you won’t win in your lifetime.
You stand anyway.
Not for applause.
Not for results.
But because surrender would cost more
than defeat ever could.
This is the long defeat —
and it still asks for witnesses.
knowing you won’t win in your lifetime.
You stand anyway.
Not for applause.
Not for results.
But because surrender would cost more
than defeat ever could.
This is the long defeat —
and it still asks for witnesses.
December 17, 2025 at 10:55 PM
There are fights you take
knowing you won’t win in your lifetime.
You stand anyway.
Not for applause.
Not for results.
But because surrender would cost more
than defeat ever could.
This is the long defeat —
and it still asks for witnesses.
knowing you won’t win in your lifetime.
You stand anyway.
Not for applause.
Not for results.
But because surrender would cost more
than defeat ever could.
This is the long defeat —
and it still asks for witnesses.
Japan’s old myths didn’t divide the world into good and evil.
They divided it into forces.
Tengu — discipline twisted by pride.
Oni — raw strength without restraint.
Komainu — guardians who stand between chaos and the sacred.
Video in the comments.
They divided it into forces.
Tengu — discipline twisted by pride.
Oni — raw strength without restraint.
Komainu — guardians who stand between chaos and the sacred.
Video in the comments.
December 16, 2025 at 12:48 AM
Japan’s old myths didn’t divide the world into good and evil.
They divided it into forces.
Tengu — discipline twisted by pride.
Oni — raw strength without restraint.
Komainu — guardians who stand between chaos and the sacred.
Video in the comments.
They divided it into forces.
Tengu — discipline twisted by pride.
Oni — raw strength without restraint.
Komainu — guardians who stand between chaos and the sacred.
Video in the comments.
Reputation was once a form of armor.
Not what you claimed —
but what followed you into the room.
In honor cultures, your name was your defense.
Lose it, and the world treated you accordingly.
We forgot this.
The consequences didn’t.
Not what you claimed —
but what followed you into the room.
In honor cultures, your name was your defense.
Lose it, and the world treated you accordingly.
We forgot this.
The consequences didn’t.
December 16, 2025 at 12:30 AM
Reputation was once a form of armor.
Not what you claimed —
but what followed you into the room.
In honor cultures, your name was your defense.
Lose it, and the world treated you accordingly.
We forgot this.
The consequences didn’t.
Not what you claimed —
but what followed you into the room.
In honor cultures, your name was your defense.
Lose it, and the world treated you accordingly.
We forgot this.
The consequences didn’t.
Reposted by William Henson
Good evening everyone
December 15, 2025 at 11:05 PM
Good evening everyone
Freydís Eiríksdóttir
Freydís didn’t ask permission to be brave.
She picked up a sword and proved it.
When others faltered,
she stood alone —
defiant, ferocious, unforgettable.
The sagas remembered her because courage doesn’t care who expects it.
Freydís didn’t ask permission to be brave.
She picked up a sword and proved it.
When others faltered,
she stood alone —
defiant, ferocious, unforgettable.
The sagas remembered her because courage doesn’t care who expects it.
December 16, 2025 at 12:02 AM
Freydís Eiríksdóttir
Freydís didn’t ask permission to be brave.
She picked up a sword and proved it.
When others faltered,
she stood alone —
defiant, ferocious, unforgettable.
The sagas remembered her because courage doesn’t care who expects it.
Freydís didn’t ask permission to be brave.
She picked up a sword and proved it.
When others faltered,
she stood alone —
defiant, ferocious, unforgettable.
The sagas remembered her because courage doesn’t care who expects it.
The Kitsune was never just a trickster.
It was a reminder that intelligence can be sharper than claws.
It learned humans by watching them.
It survived by becoming what others expected.
Not every threat looks like a monster.
Some look like wisdom wearing a smile.
Video below.
It was a reminder that intelligence can be sharper than claws.
It learned humans by watching them.
It survived by becoming what others expected.
Not every threat looks like a monster.
Some look like wisdom wearing a smile.
Video below.
December 14, 2025 at 2:03 PM
The Kitsune was never just a trickster.
It was a reminder that intelligence can be sharper than claws.
It learned humans by watching them.
It survived by becoming what others expected.
Not every threat looks like a monster.
Some look like wisdom wearing a smile.
Video below.
It was a reminder that intelligence can be sharper than claws.
It learned humans by watching them.
It survived by becoming what others expected.
Not every threat looks like a monster.
Some look like wisdom wearing a smile.
Video below.
Reynard wasn’t the strongest in the forest.
He survived by seeing the rules—and bending them.
Where others charged, he calculated.
Where power roared, he whispered.
Every age produces lions.
It also produces foxes.
Know which one you’re facing.
Video link in the comments.
He survived by seeing the rules—and bending them.
Where others charged, he calculated.
Where power roared, he whispered.
Every age produces lions.
It also produces foxes.
Know which one you’re facing.
Video link in the comments.
December 14, 2025 at 1:58 PM
Reynard wasn’t the strongest in the forest.
He survived by seeing the rules—and bending them.
Where others charged, he calculated.
Where power roared, he whispered.
Every age produces lions.
It also produces foxes.
Know which one you’re facing.
Video link in the comments.
He survived by seeing the rules—and bending them.
Where others charged, he calculated.
Where power roared, he whispered.
Every age produces lions.
It also produces foxes.
Know which one you’re facing.
Video link in the comments.
The old Norse didn’t flatten the world with plain words.
They forged meaning.
A sword was a wound-fire.
The sea was a whale-road.
Blood was battle-sweat.
Read more about Kennings in my latest Substack. Link in the comments
They forged meaning.
A sword was a wound-fire.
The sea was a whale-road.
Blood was battle-sweat.
Read more about Kennings in my latest Substack. Link in the comments
December 12, 2025 at 4:30 PM
The old Norse didn’t flatten the world with plain words.
They forged meaning.
A sword was a wound-fire.
The sea was a whale-road.
Blood was battle-sweat.
Read more about Kennings in my latest Substack. Link in the comments
They forged meaning.
A sword was a wound-fire.
The sea was a whale-road.
Blood was battle-sweat.
Read more about Kennings in my latest Substack. Link in the comments
The Celts didn’t ask who you felt like being.
They asked what spirit you carried into the world.
The Stag taught sovereignty and the wild call.
The Boar taught courage and relentless charge.
The Salmon taught wisdom earned through patience.
Totems weren’t symbols.
They were standards.
They asked what spirit you carried into the world.
The Stag taught sovereignty and the wild call.
The Boar taught courage and relentless charge.
The Salmon taught wisdom earned through patience.
Totems weren’t symbols.
They were standards.
December 12, 2025 at 4:05 PM
The Celts didn’t ask who you felt like being.
They asked what spirit you carried into the world.
The Stag taught sovereignty and the wild call.
The Boar taught courage and relentless charge.
The Salmon taught wisdom earned through patience.
Totems weren’t symbols.
They were standards.
They asked what spirit you carried into the world.
The Stag taught sovereignty and the wild call.
The Boar taught courage and relentless charge.
The Salmon taught wisdom earned through patience.
Totems weren’t symbols.
They were standards.
Modern men aren’t lost because they lack strength.
They’re lost because they lack direction.
No rites of passage.
No clear duties.
No standards worth suffering for.
When responsibility disappears,
so does meaning.
They’re lost because they lack direction.
No rites of passage.
No clear duties.
No standards worth suffering for.
When responsibility disappears,
so does meaning.
December 12, 2025 at 12:45 AM
Modern men aren’t lost because they lack strength.
They’re lost because they lack direction.
No rites of passage.
No clear duties.
No standards worth suffering for.
When responsibility disappears,
so does meaning.
They’re lost because they lack direction.
No rites of passage.
No clear duties.
No standards worth suffering for.
When responsibility disappears,
so does meaning.
Empusa didn’t hunt with claws.
She hunted with loneliness.
A beautiful stranger on the road.
A comforting voice in the dark.
Then hunger — revealed too late.
The Greeks understood something we forget:
Some dangers don’t chase you.
They invite you closer.
She hunted with loneliness.
A beautiful stranger on the road.
A comforting voice in the dark.
Then hunger — revealed too late.
The Greeks understood something we forget:
Some dangers don’t chase you.
They invite you closer.
December 12, 2025 at 12:39 AM
Empusa didn’t hunt with claws.
She hunted with loneliness.
A beautiful stranger on the road.
A comforting voice in the dark.
Then hunger — revealed too late.
The Greeks understood something we forget:
Some dangers don’t chase you.
They invite you closer.
She hunted with loneliness.
A beautiful stranger on the road.
A comforting voice in the dark.
Then hunger — revealed too late.
The Greeks understood something we forget:
Some dangers don’t chase you.
They invite you closer.
A name isn’t just what you’re called.
It’s what you’re answerable for.
The Weight of Names — on legacy, reputation, and the quiet cost of being known.
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It’s what you’re answerable for.
The Weight of Names — on legacy, reputation, and the quiet cost of being known.
📖 Link in reply
December 10, 2025 at 10:53 PM
A name isn’t just what you’re called.
It’s what you’re answerable for.
The Weight of Names — on legacy, reputation, and the quiet cost of being known.
📖 Link in reply
It’s what you’re answerable for.
The Weight of Names — on legacy, reputation, and the quiet cost of being known.
📖 Link in reply
Beowulf didn’t fight for survival.
He fought because his name was heavier than his fear.
Honor isn’t loud.
It’s weight you carry when no one is watching.
Some men chase glory.
Others accept the burden that makes glory possible.
He fought because his name was heavier than his fear.
Honor isn’t loud.
It’s weight you carry when no one is watching.
Some men chase glory.
Others accept the burden that makes glory possible.
December 8, 2025 at 7:58 PM
Beowulf didn’t fight for survival.
He fought because his name was heavier than his fear.
Honor isn’t loud.
It’s weight you carry when no one is watching.
Some men chase glory.
Others accept the burden that makes glory possible.
He fought because his name was heavier than his fear.
Honor isn’t loud.
It’s weight you carry when no one is watching.
Some men chase glory.
Others accept the burden that makes glory possible.
Power without restraint is noise.
Discipline makes it usable.
Discipline makes it usable.
December 8, 2025 at 12:55 AM
Power without restraint is noise.
Discipline makes it usable.
Discipline makes it usable.
Reposted by William Henson
I've loved seeing the northern lights more in the last year than ever before. #sky
#blueskyartshow #landscape #nature #photography #stunday #landscapephotography #art #photographersunited #eastcoastkin
#blueskyartshow #landscape #nature #photography #stunday #landscapephotography #art #photographersunited #eastcoastkin
December 7, 2025 at 1:30 AM
I've loved seeing the northern lights more in the last year than ever before. #sky
#blueskyartshow #landscape #nature #photography #stunday #landscapephotography #art #photographersunited #eastcoastkin
#blueskyartshow #landscape #nature #photography #stunday #landscapephotography #art #photographersunited #eastcoastkin
Reposted by William Henson
An Aurora Framed
I planned for this shot to have a nice wee shape, with dark skies across the top. The trouble with Aurora though, they don't listen! So much bigger and more intense than expected!
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#Twizel, #NewZealand
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#Aurora #Night #EastCoastKin #Stunday #Scape #BucketList #Travel #Epic
I planned for this shot to have a nice wee shape, with dark skies across the top. The trouble with Aurora though, they don't listen! So much bigger and more intense than expected!
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#Twizel, #NewZealand
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#Aurora #Night #EastCoastKin #Stunday #Scape #BucketList #Travel #Epic
December 6, 2025 at 1:38 PM
An Aurora Framed
I planned for this shot to have a nice wee shape, with dark skies across the top. The trouble with Aurora though, they don't listen! So much bigger and more intense than expected!
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#Twizel, #NewZealand
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#Aurora #Night #EastCoastKin #Stunday #Scape #BucketList #Travel #Epic
I planned for this shot to have a nice wee shape, with dark skies across the top. The trouble with Aurora though, they don't listen! So much bigger and more intense than expected!
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#Twizel, #NewZealand
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#Aurora #Night #EastCoastKin #Stunday #Scape #BucketList #Travel #Epic
Not every question is meant to be answered.
Some are meant to be lived with
until they reshape the one who asked.
Whispers Beneath the Question
Koans from Stoicism to Sufism.
Some are meant to be lived with
until they reshape the one who asked.
Whispers Beneath the Question
Koans from Stoicism to Sufism.
December 7, 2025 at 6:35 PM
Not every question is meant to be answered.
Some are meant to be lived with
until they reshape the one who asked.
Whispers Beneath the Question
Koans from Stoicism to Sufism.
Some are meant to be lived with
until they reshape the one who asked.
Whispers Beneath the Question
Koans from Stoicism to Sufism.