To the Reader
Speed is a lie. Everything you think you know about being fast is wrong. If you cannot let go of your obsession with speed, stop reading now. You are not ready.
The Teaching
One visit, Mitose asked me to hit him. Real hard.
At the prison, there was a guard there who knew who I was. He said, "Go ahead." We were outdoors. And I am big, tough Bruce, thinking, "You want me to hit this little Yoda-looking creature?"
My intent was to mess him up.
So I go to hit him. He moved very slow. Very slow. But moved on time. He grabbed my nipple, pinched it, twisted, and dropped me to my knees. He tapped me on the head and said, "You stupid."
He was right.
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