Kibun or Nunchi?

Chapter 2 – Kibun or Nunchi

Introduction

This chapter moves between river path, shared table, hierarchy, and sudden rupture. It does not define kibun and nunchi in abstract first; it lets them appear in gesture, silence, waiting, laughter, and misrecognition. Rural edges of Goyang Si mirror remembered Rotterdam outskirts, while social codes unfold in food, drink, bows, and role. The text circles rather than concludes, returning to respect, face, and group rhythm from different angles: farm, restaurant, memory, anecdote, and interruption. What seems incidental becomes structural. What seems convivial becomes diagnostic. The chapter’s movement holds both warmth and unease, ending in a question of interpretation rather than certainty. Read it as lived philosophy in scene-form: relational, layered, and sometimes dissonant.

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Landscape, Memory, and Social Temperature

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As I softly chant ‘Na-mu Ji-jang Bul,’ I let the words guide my steps along Baedagol-gil, the path running alongside the Seongsaheon River. The river, now a small stream, burbles quietly below me, its sound almost drowned out by the symphony of Cicadas. Each step feels like a journey between worlds, much like the river, which swells during the monsoon only to retreat into a quiet stream under the summer sun.

Does enviroment has kibun or nunchi?

Kibun or Nunchi? 1 — Aerial View of Baedagol-gil and Surrounding Areas in Goyang Si

In the distance, I can see tall new flats. Kim Young Soo lives in one of them with his wife and two sons. On the riverside, it is rural and dark. There are a lot of small farms in this part of Goyang Si. In some of the arched greenhouses, there is light. I hear a mother talking soothingly to her baby.

A little further on, the smell of a barbecue. Jin-do growls softly, but when I speak to him reassuringly, he shakes his chain violently, wagging his tail. They can be friendly dogs. I am aware. He doesn’t speak Dutch. I don’t speak Korean.

I feel at home among the gardens. The rural atmosphere with the hum of the big city in the distance reminds me of Rotterdam. It feels like the village ‘Tuindorp Vreewijk‘ in the seventies. This garden village was created in the nineteen twenty’s for the farmers from the Southern Islands of the Netherlands. They came to earn their living in the big city. The gardens have to give the former farmers a sense of home. At that time, it was still on the southern outskirts of Rotterdam. Now ‘Tuindorp Vreewijk’ is enclosed by it.

Kibun or Nunchi? 2 — “Tuindorp Vreewijk” in the 1960s was rural and peaceful.

Things go a bit faster in Goyang Si. There is no question of elevating the people. The rolled-up sleeves mentality, ‘we can do’ or maybe even ‘we must do,’ is leading. After the war, the Americans supported the Europeans with their Marshall Plan. The Koreans had to do most of it by themselves. Just a little help from the United Nations! They did well!

People, Rank, and Group Field

Kibun or Nuchi for the people.

I slowly walk onto the Goyang Koi farm. It is there on the grounds of the Baedagol theme park, where I live during my visits. We ate beef bulgogi, marinated beef from the barbecue. The restaurant is a fifteen-minute walk from the Koi farm. On the window, I could only read the word ‘Saramgehe,’ which means ‘barbecue for the people.’ I couldn’t decipher Hangul, the words in the Korean alphabet. Fortunately, my interpreter Jay (Kim Jay Ho) and the people of the Koi farm were waiting with me outside.

There must have been ten of us. Some lit a cigarette. I received a cup of coffee; part of the restaurant service. Mr. Han, always animated, was telling a story with a loud voice, busily gesticulating. Han didn’t have to try hard to be louder than everyone else, but the story was long. Jay, struggling to keep up, eventually gave up on translating simultaneously.

Kibun or Nunchi: A Group Effort

My friends were already laughing at the next joke when the restaurant owner joined in, chatting noisily. His story seemed very interesting, but Jay had given up on translating. The group had absorbed him, and I didn’t feel left out. They were hard workers, and now they could finally let loose. I just went along for the ride.

Kibun or Nunchi? 4 — Saramgehe, love for the people.

Mr. Han’s wife doesn’t mind at all when he eats out with colleagues, they told me. It saves money because the boss pays, and it spares her the trouble of deciding what to cook. In Korea, where marriages are often arranged, things don’t always turn out perfect. But that doesn’t have to be a disaster. The woman usually has her hands full raising the children, while the man’s responsibility is to bring home the money.

In this strongly Confucian society, women are traditionally expected to be obedient to their husbands. But, take it from me, she’s usually the one in charge of the house, the children, and, of course, the wallet.

It wasn’t always this way. There was a time when mothers had to ask for money for household expenses every day. As Korea’s economy grew, so did Eomeoni’s daily budget. Eventually, men started handing over their entire salary and asking for pocket money themselves. Confucian? Not really, but it certainly cut down on the nagging.

We had been waiting for about fifteen minutes, and the group was getting louder. There were playful blows on shoulders and a lot of laughter. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted. Kim Young Soo’s SsangYong turned into the parking lot. He was on the phone, and the group waited respectfully. He is their boss and, at that moment, the most important person. The wait wasn’t about submission; it was about maintaining respect. After all, keeping Kim Young Soo’s Kibun optimal was crucial.

Kibun, Nunchi, and Embodied Etiquette

kibun or nunchi: Not Easy to Master

Let me explain the concept of kibun. In Confucian thinking, a man’s pride and face are crucial. Losing either is seen as deeply negative. Additionally, the spirit and feelings of a person are significant—hurting either can be damaging to both the mind and body. The workers were careful not to harm the boss’s kibun. After all, he was the one providing the meat on the barbecue and the Soju in the glass.

Everyone has kibun. Nunchi, on the other hand, is an extremely subtle skill perfected by Koreans to avoid damaging that kibun. It involves scanning body language, facial expressions, and mood to navigate social interactions smoothly. Even in tough situations, nunchi ensures that no one’s kibun is left damaged within the group. Every Korean is, almost subconsciously, a kibun or nunchi specialist.

Of course, there is always a hierarchy! But the top dog can only exist within a pack, making him more of a primus inter pares—first among equals. He’s just a little more equal than the others.

Well, Bending Saves kibun and nunchi

Kim Young Soo stepped out of the car and quickly bowed his head. The group followed suit, bowing in unison. This was not a formal occasion, so their bows were short, with a slight bend at the chest and head, hands positioned in front of the abdomen or by the sides. It’s usually nothing more than that. Just remember to keep your back straight!

When bowing to someone older, you bend a little deeper. If it’s a friend, you might shake hands at the same time. And when a child bows, you don’t stand on ceremony—just bow back, always with kindness.

Sometimes it gets a bit more complicated. For instance, if you need to bow to two people—one being a younger boss and the other an older employee—it would be insulting to the boss if your bow is deeper to the employee. In such cases, status takes precedence over seniority.

Beyond these “everyday” bows, there’s also the big bow. This involves kneeling, bending your arms, and placing your hands on the floor, with your forehead touching the ground. Koreans reserve this type of bow for special occasions, such as weddings, funerals, and Jesa (ancestor rituals). It’s also used when you are deeply ashamed or extremely grateful.

Disruption: Face, Misreading, and Repair

A Little Incident at a Koi Farm

During one of my early travels in Korea, I visited a koi farm where only very sick fish swam in a large indoor pond. I noticed large wounds on the skin of some of the fish, while others gasped for breath at the bottom. Many had lost their protective mucus layer entirely.

I hate seeing animals suffer. Do fish has kibun or nunchi.

The owner noticed the concern on my face—I hate seeing animals suffer. Without much explanation, he quickly whisked me away to a restaurant, accompanied by a translator. The ride was silent, and I was placed in the back of the car. The breeder’s employees followed us in a van.

Over dinner, I urged the translator to discuss the sick fish. A long conversation in Korean followed, though it didn’t seem to be about anything serious. When I pressed the issue again, the translator flatly refused to engage further. Despite my concern, the meal was good, and the Soju kept the topic off the table.

On the way back, I was seated in the front, while the translator sat quietly in the back. The employees had disappeared, and the atmosphere was tense. Upon arrival at the breeder’s office, I was led to his luxurious chair, where he poured me a glass of whiskey. The translator remained silent, staring at the floor. Suddenly, the breeder knelt down and performed deep bows, tears streaming down his face.

He started to apologize profusely, sobbing loudly. He regretted showing me the pond with the sick fish, believing he had severely damaged my Kibun. I felt uncomfortable and unsure of how to respond. Rather than leaving him in his misery, I helped him up and gave him a big hug.

His tears stopped, and the three of us sat down together. Of course, I offered him his chair back. He tried to pour me some whiskey, but I politely requested Soju instead, which seemed to lift his spirits—choosing the Korean drink over the import. He then promised to conduct an in-depth study of water quality and fish diseases.

I had resolved a deeply Korean problem in a very European way. Unbeknownst to me, the man had suffered a serious loss of face in front of his staff, something I hadn’t fully grasped at the time.

A hotel room was arranged for me, and I was invited back to the farm for breakfast the next morning. The employees needed to see that all was well again and that their boss hadn’t failed in the end. To my surprise, I found the pond empty; the fish had been put out of their misery.

Table Rituals, Drinking Codes, and Collective Balance

Elder Helps Younger

Back at the restaurant, Kim Young Soo was also handed a cup of coffee and was soon laughing along with his people. Jay still didn’t have time to translate, but that wasn’t a bad thing. I enjoyed all those happy faces and the energetic atmosphere.

With a nod, Kim Young Soo directed everyone inside. We walked through the crowded restaurant to a long, low table in the corner. Kim Young Soo pointed out where we should sit. Kim Kung, nicknamed “Chinese boy,” was the youngest. When he sat on the floor, he poured the glasses with water.

He’s not really a boy; he’s too old for that, but that’s his role. And he’s not Chinese either. He is from Yeonbyeon (Ch. Yanbian), a Korean Autonomous Prefecture in Jilin Province. The Yalu River forms the southern border with North Korea. To the East, it borders Primorsky Krai in Russia. This area once belonged to one of the Three Kingdoms of Korea during the Goguryeo period (37 BC to 660 AD). Although the Chinese dispute this, the people there still speak Korean. DNA research has also shown more kinship with Koreans than with the Han Chinese.

Because he lost his parents at an early age and had to care for a younger brother, he left for Korea to work in construction. Kim Young Soo saw him working in the rain and icy cold. Feeling sorry for him, he offered him a job at the Goyang Koi farm. Since then, he has had a very loyal and devoted younger friend.

A waitress brought scalding hot wipes so we could clean our faces and hands. Kim Young Soo ordered beef bulgogi, a wide variety of side dishes, and of course several bottles of Soju. He poured my glass first. I held it up with my right hand and supported my wrist with my left. After I knocked it back and took the bottle from him, the waitress looked at me with a smile. I poured Kim Young Soo’s glass. He drank it, and the party could begin.

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nunchi or kibun Drinking

In Korea, it’s considered inappropriate to pour your own drink, so people serve each other. I poured for those around me, and the drinks flowed quickly. The only way to avoid drinking too much is to leave your glass half full. It took me a few dinners to figure that out. Fortunately, I seem to handle it well in Korea—at least, I think I do.

If you have to wait too long for a refill, you can’t just ask for it right away. Holding your empty glass upside down over your head is often an effective remedy, but be sure it’s completely empty—I’ve seen it go wrong more than once.

Kim Young Soo set the gas grill to the right temperature and placed the meat on it. He broke a pepper and offered it to me. I took a small bite, knowing they can sometimes be incredibly hot. Not even Soju, sugar, or water can help with that kind of heat.

When the meat was ready, I picked up a piece with my chopsticks, placed it on a lettuce leaf, and added some kimchi, a clove of garlic, ginger slices, and black bean sauce. I folded it into a package and popped it into my mouth.

The flavor explosion was beyond anything I could compare. It reminded me of the streets of Insadong, the artists’ district: busy, colorful, dynamic, and above all, filled with an abundance of scents. You don’t just taste Korean food—you experience it!

Noticing the Soju bottles were nearly empty, I pressed a button on the table. A bell rang in the kitchen, and I heard the sound I love so much. The waitresses all responded at once, “Deh!” meaning “We’ve heard you, and we’re coming.” I’ve never encountered a clearer expression of hospitality—it’s all so committed and genuine. However, Kim Kung had already jumped up and grabbed more bottles from the fridge. He drinks Hite beer.

Kibun or Nunchi honoured

The conversations remained animated and I kept an eye on my table mates. Does everyone have a drink and does the meat not burn on the barbecue? The restaurant owner came to me and offered me a plate of Jeju do beef. This meat, which comes from the black breed of cows from Jeju Island, is cut into very thin slices to be eaten raw. The ‘Hwe’ was specially intended for me.

Of course, I gave Kim Young Soo the first slice. After that, I took one myself. It melted on my tongue. The group continued to talk, drink and eat. I felt that I was being watched. I passed the plate Yukhoe. The table mates enjoyed it.

Korea does not have an ‘I’ society like we have in the Netherlands. Confucianism always creates a “We-society”. I don’t know the life of the waitresses at home. Is the husband doing well or not, but I realise that they don’t work for free. I can hardly imagine the great pressure under which Kim Young Soo is. But within the group it is us, and everyone is always host and guest at the same time. The waitresses do their job friendly and with a smile.

Kim Young Soo received a call and he had a short conversation. The waitresses pulls up a table and the employees moved around. A man unknown to me sat down opposite Kim Young Soo. His companions joined the rest. After I was introduced, the man asked me some personal questions. My age, what I do, how many children I have and what brought me to Korea. Jay was an official translator again.

An animated conversation developed between Kim Young Soo and the man and I was served another glass of Soju. The man showed no further interest in me. Was my Kibun okay now that the Koreans were having fun among themselves? I understood. It was a tough day for them.

I took some time for myself and my telephone. Someone named Bae Jong-Ok sent me a large file. The name was unfamiliar to me. Of course, I hesitated for a moment. Never click on files that come from someone you don’t know. But hey, let’s live dangerously. Moreover, a hack cannot cause much damage. My Korean account is not connected to the one in the Netherlands.

Text Within Text: Violence, Silence, and After-Question

No kibun or nunchi did Last

I opened the e-mail, expecting the usual mundane correspondence. Instead, what I found was something dark, something that made my heart skip a beat.

“The wood fire glowed, but its light was feeble against the inferno raging ahead. He fixated on the neatly stacked logs, ignoring the all-consuming hell behind him. He had burned it all down—long before, much earlier.
He tore the charred skin from the rabbit he found on his path. The stench of burnt flesh filled his nostrils, but hunger gnawed at his insides. Normal people would retch. He knew that. But meat is meat, and hunger is hunger. But heart or liver would have been better.
He had laughed, eaten, and drunk with those now perishing in the flames. He could still feel their warmth against his back. The screams reached his ears, but he remained still—helpless, or perhaps unwilling to act. All he craved now was silence.
After consuming a few chunks of meat, he stoppered his canteen and drank until his lungs revolted. Slack junk! There was no oblivion to be found in that. The moisture wouldn’t still his brain. So he decided to move on.
Walk, don’t talk, and forget what cannot be forgotten. He had been on the road for about two years and almost reached his goal. It was only because he had to wait that he stayed in the village. He partied, sang, and danced with whores and sometimes even with those who pretended otherwise. The man knew danger was looming, that his enemies would not give him any rest. The clergy murmured.
He felt guilty because they were innocent “ladies,” innocent “neat” people. The unbelievers saw in him the saviour, and therefore, gladly gave him some warmth. He couldn’t do without that warmth. The task assigned to him was onerous.
Peace, that’s what he wanted—and no bullshit. But, the enemy was unruly and followed him wherever he went. They were like stinking plague-spreading rats. He smelled it when the “neat” ladies took him in their arms and when they spread their legs. The scorching smell of rotting falsehood was poignant to the depths of the lungs. Onward, he ordered himself. Remember your assignment and run.
After a few kilometres, he came to a house. With a kick, the door jumped out of the frame. He was immediately among the people who recoiled in terror.
She recognized him and bowed her head humbly. “It’s just who kicks in the door,” he thought scornfully. “The saviour or the devil, it makes a big difference, doesn’t it?”

As I read the chilling email, a thought crept into my mind—could this be the work of a Gumiho, seeking the ultimate silence? The Gumiho is a creature that feeds on human hearts, driven by an insatiable hunger that no amount of silence can quell. And in its wake, it leaves a trail of empty words and broken Kibun. As I continued to read, the text sent chills down my spine.

It matters a great deal whether the Duke claims his right and opens your daughter to her husband on the wedding night or whether she is corrupted by the rapist in the night. He had done both. Yes, the people bowed their heads in humility.
A woman offered him a drink. Bootleg whiskey burned deep in his throat. He grabbed the woman by the chin and forced her to look at him. Her eyes were dead, without fire. What does it matter? Whore or neat woman? All of them sank into deathly chill or insane sadness.
He took the bottle and walked out. No one would stop him. He must complete his task. A few more kilometres. Walk on! Walk on! Behind him, he heard rustling in the trees. Evil was everywhere.
Suddenly she appeared right in front of him. The screaming witch, with her fiery eyes and sultry body. Evil can feed itself and unashamedly shows its horny drive. It can take what it wants and does not hide just that.
He, the so-called saviour, let his gaze crawl up her legs—strong, unyielding legs. Her hips, firm and ready, spoke of raw power, of lust barely concealed. Her breasts, yes, her breasts were most certainly worth sucking. And her face was so lovely, so damaged now from the empty bottle he slammed right into it. No sense.
He kicked her aside and moved on, ignoring the warbling of the paladins kneeling around her. Hissing, they sprang up, but his sword, now drawn, cut her serfs in half in a giant swing.
A few more kilometres and then he would find his peace. In the distance, the tower loomed in stark contrast against the inky clouds. It flashed and thundered like hell. The earth shook and seemed to resist. His enemy had powerful friends.
A bang, and the tower slid into a slow bow. The atmosphere was filled with hisses and devilish laughter. He slowed his pace. Fear took his breath away. His heart nearly burst.
He knew. The saviour was late and was no longer able to save himself. With that, the hope of mankind was over. The sulphurous friends of the devil surrounded him, danced, drank, and sang to him: “Now you have your peace, now you have silence, the all-killing love, the nagging morality, the goodness so adored, gone, gone…” He recognised the song, his ode, his victory prayer.
And then there was silence. Humanity was silent. Only now and then, a vibrating horny sigh sounded. His black elves huddled submissively against him. They demanded no equality, no satisfaction, no attention. They would only worship him, for he was the rod of power. He got up, looked around, and saw that it was all right. His thousand-times-thousand-year reign had begun. He knew that henceforth, goodness would be repaid with evil and that his evil could not be matched. He was the devil and sought silence.
The goodness had to be silenced forever, the stinking lie exposed.
He had succeeded, and he had celebrated his triumph with whores and “nice” women because it didn’t matter… He had left the doubt behind him and burned his goodness.
And now, walk. Walk in silence towards the looming task. He conjured new enemies because only destruction warmed his heart. And there would always be more enemies—because, in the end, it was always about him.”

The Right Questions

The story didn’t impress me too much at first. One of my table companions, the carpenter, distracted me. Isn’t it strange, this Korean habit of addressing people by their occupation? It suits me well because I’m not great with names. And certainly not after a few glasses of Soju.

The carpenter asked if I was busy with my phone. I looked at him in surprise, then refilled his glass and did another round of Soju.

In retrospect, I should have paid much more attention to the email. At the very least, I should have asked myself the right questions. Why would the unknown Bae Jong-ok send me this story? Was it a dream, or a sketch of a very dark future? It felt as if I had suddenly found myself in the Hells of the Mudang—the Hell of the Boiling Bath, the Iron Beds, and Utter Darkness. As if I had experienced the “Shi-Wang Kut,” the ritual song of the bridge, and the Bardo from the “Tibetan Book of the Dead,” all at once on paper. It wasn’t a cheerful thought, to say the least.

Na-mu Ji-jang Bul. Let us go and see, Let us go and see!

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Kim Young Soo’s Vision

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“Big Korean Adventure”

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“To Jangbong-do: Good on Boats”

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“Korean Koi in the Year of the Ox”

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“Carps and Dragons, Happy Seollal”

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written by Hugo J. Smal

Kim Young Soo is very enthusiastic.

Koi Breeding at Goyang Koi Farm. Their will be new Nishikigoi from Japan This means a lot of work but also a lot of joy. The first step involved preparing the quarantine ponds, which included two ponds for the fish and two as a buffer for water changes. Ensuring a healthy environment is critical. The water must be meticulously treated. Concurrently, there were numerous telephone discussions with contacts in Japan.

Ikarashi Kikusui
Female 63 cm. Miyatora Doitsu Showa
Female 61 cm Miyatora Doitsu Sanke
Female 67 cm

Arrival of New Nishikigoi

Our man in Japan is Yoshinori Kosugi San from Kosugi Kohsan inc. We planned to go on on a Koi hunt in February. I longed to see Niigata again. Corona wouldn’t allow that. So he went alone to the “Ozumi Ikarashi Koi Farm” and Miyatora. Assignment: good quality Doitsu men and women. The fish were selected using photos and videos. It was then up to the “Niigata Prefecture Inland Water Fisheries Experiment Station” to issue certificates for health. They took tests for Spring Viraemia and Herpes virus. It was good. Finally, the fish arrived at the Goyang Koi farm in the middle of the night. The Korean authorities also carried out the same tests to ensure health.

Miyatora Doistu Sanke
Female 73 cm Ikarashi Benikikokuryo
Female 71cm Ikarashi Benikikokuryo
Female 71 cm.

Koi Breeding at Goyang Koi Farm.

You might think the fish would want to swim leisurely in their pond and rest. But that’s not the case. “You test our health? We’ll demonstrate our vigor,” they seem to say. On the morning of Monday, April 27, Kim Young Soo found the females laying eggs. It’s a common occurrence; when females are introduced to a new aquatic environment, they frequently lay eggs. This is well-known among volunteers at Koi shows globally, which is why many competition tanks are regularly cleaned.

Koi Breeding at Goyang Koi Farm means only one thing: the breeding season has started!

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Koibreeding at the Goyang Koifarm 2020

Ad the Goyang Koifarm the spawning is done. Kim Young Soo did put a lot of dedication, time and energy in it. It’s not that difficult to let the Koi spawn. Simply put a woman with some men together at the right time and they will know what to do.

It’s difficult to select women and men. You must know them and have an idea about the offspring they will bring. This is the special knowledge of the Koibreeder. Kim Young Soo is very enthusiast. Yes, there are about 2 million eggs hatched and put into the mud ponds. That is a lot of eggs. Soon the most difficult part of breeding Koi must be done: the selection!

Here I some movies and images of the Koi breeding at the Goyang Koi farm season 2020.

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This spawning Kohaku really looks impressive. We hope their offspring will do the same. Kim Young Soo, breeder at the Goyang Koi farm put a lot of trust in that.

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Taisho Sanke. One of the Go Sanke. Kim Young Soo wants to breed a lot of them.

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What will this bring? Sanke, Bekko and white?

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The most important of all Koi. At least, that is what the hobbyists think. Kim Young Soo, feels the same. Your wish is our demand.

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Doitsu is very popular these days. Not for the high medals they win in Japan. Just because their skin an colouration made them beautiful. Much Koi hobbyists want them in their pond. Kim Young Soo, is also very interested also.

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This spawning is an adventure. Kohaku and Ogon. Kim Youg Soo, tells that some beautiful Showa is the offspring.

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The fish did a great job. Kim Young Soo collects them to put them back in their pond.

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This is the result. Kim Young Soo shows the little ones proudly.

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This one of the mud ponds of the Goyang Koifarm. In this, the fry will grow until they are 4 centimetres. Then they go for the selecting rounds.

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These are Showa and Kohaku from two different spawnings. The debris on the water surfaces is a lot of mosquito larva. Thanks to them the fry will get extra to grow. Next to that, they get great Koi food.

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These are somewhat older fry. Maybe two months. They have a great life at the Goyang Koi farm.

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After de Koi Breeding at Goyang Koi Farm de first selecting is done.

Last weeks some 2 million Koi eggs have hatched at the Goyang Koi farm. All the little fishes are swimming in the mud pounds. Now It’s time to make a fist, very early selection. I am very happy to look at how Kim Young Soo is doing this. Watching and learning That’s all I can do. But I am eager to learn from the master.

Kim Young Soo is carefully setting up his Koi selection station.

The environment is very nice at the Baedagol Theme park. Birds are singing and the sun is shining. The little Koi are glittering in the water. Two million! It will take a lot of effort to get it done.
When I have to do it will also take a lot of time. But Kim Young Soo’s quick eyes and decisions will get things done. And yes, he doesn’t have the time to explain.

Hence, I have to be a quick watcher to learn anything.
[embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-F01ye9WWlU[/embedyt] Kim Young Soo is starting the selecting of the small carps. It’s a very early selecting. These Nishikigoi are from the Doitsu breedings. This is how Koi Breeding at Goyang Koi Farm is done.

[embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BTynKzxmcWw[/embedyt] Last months the Goyang Koifarm hatched about 2 million eggs. The little ones are all in mud pounds now, growing after the Koi Breeding at Goyang Koi Farm

[embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bBKUnIg9Tqw[/embedyt] It’s difficult to get the Koi out of the mud pound. Hanging a net with big pellets Koi food makes it much easier.

[embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k8w30_0fsg0[/embedyt] Kim Young Soo puts the small koi into a net. So he can look at them carefully and select his Tatekoi.

[embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DAwaFV5FmHM[/embedyt] Kim Young Soo carefully selects his small Koi.

[embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=63EOdflJx7s[/embedyt] Kim Young Soo looks for the small Koi that are showing futures off there sort. Most off them are Kohaku.

[embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qo813Knyv_Y[/embedyt] In this selection Kohaku is the word!

[embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6LBPkI7vDhU[/embedyt] These Koi are selected to go into the special Tategoi pond. They stay there for some months and then Kim Young Soo decides if they become Tateshita or stay most promising ones: Tategoi!

[embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=teL1D-nRZPc[/embedyt] These Koi are still too small to be selected now. Hence the breeder of the Goyang Koi farm decides to let them in the Mudpound for some more weeks.

[embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1SZ3AbOAiA4[/embedyt] Although they have to travel maybe 200 metres they are put in a plastic bag with oxygen. These youngsters are very delicate. We have to take extra care of them.

[embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wcUZ86uH_DI[/embedyt] These are real Tategoi. We, at the Goyang Koi farm, will take very good care of them. Maybe they will find their way to your pond in the coming years.

Tosai are growing well!

Kim Young Soo is very happy. The Goyang Koi are 2 months old now and doing great. They are growing very well and are promising stunning fishes in the future. Of course, they will be selected again and again. Hopefully, they find next year their way to the ponds of Nishikigoi lovers all over the world. Koi Breeding at Goyang Koi Farm, it is a lot of work.

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Goyang Koi farm: Tosai 19 September 2020

Kim Young Soo, breeder at the Goyang Koi farm sends me movies about the Tosai on a regular basis. It’s nice to see but also frustrating. I rather was at the Baedagol theme park. I am in the Netherlands and going back to Korea now is almost impossible.

Corona makes it very hard to get Visa. So I hunger for the learning experience I get watching Kim Young Soo select our Nishikigoi. I miss being with Koi, seeing them swim, eat and grow. In the Netherlands I don’t have a Koi pond so my carp Joy is starving almost to death.

Yes, Corona months are hunger times

The only thing I can do is watch the movies and longing for better days. The day COVID 19 is under control I have a ticket to Korea. Yes I want to see the fishes live! I want to follow Koi Breeding at Goyang Koi Farm.

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I’m Hugo J. Smal, the Chief Editor of The Mantifang and Koitalk.app. It is excited to share with you the vibrant and interactive world of koi carp that we’ve nurtured on Koitalk.app. My journey in the koi community, from founding the Nishikigoi Vereniging Nederland and initiating the first Holland Koi Show to Korea, has always been fueled by a passion for these magnificent creatures. Today, as the Public Relations Manager of the Goyang Koi Farm in Korea, I continue this journey with even greater zeal.Koitalk.app

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Goyang neighbourhood explorations

Chapter 3: The Jijang Fractal

Written by Hugo J. Smal

This chapter of Goyang neighbourhood tracks a lived contrast: Rotterdam directness against Korean relational form, individual impulse against collective role, speech against context. It circles through neighbourhood, stream, memory, ritual, food, shame, and vision, not as separate topics but as one field of experience. Confucian social roles, Korean kibun and nunchi, and the unfolding logic of The Jijang Fractal are tested in body-language, hierarchy, table manners, and misread moments. The narrative descends into a darker textual intrusion, where voice, violence, and fractured identity pressure the narrator’s own reflections. Out of this tension, the fractal intuition reappears: not invented, but encountered.

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Rotterdam and Goyang: Two Communication Worlds in Goyang neighbourhood

From Rotterdam to a Goyang neighbourhood

During my explorations of the Goyang neighbourhood, I came to understand that communication in Korea involves much more than just words and sentences. The context, the speaker, and the way something is expressed are all crucial. To truly grasp the meaning, one must read between the lines. Coming from Rotterdam, where people are straightforward and open-hearted, I noticed the contrast. In the Netherlands, directness is valued, and stepping outside the lines isn’t frowned upon. In fact, it’s often seen as a sign of creativity and initiative.

Losing face isn’t much of a problem for me. In my country, people quickly forgive a mistake or a blunder. Just be honest! You don’t make a career without making mistakes. But in Korea, things are different. The deeply crying Koi breeder showed me that.

Confucian Pillars, Kibun, and Selfhood in Goyang neighbourhood

Pillars in Goyang neighbourhood

Pride also has a different connotation here. I feel proud when Feyenoord becomes champion, but a Korean feels pride when he fulfills the five Confucian relationships (Oryun). Confucius, Mencius, Yi Hwang (Toe gye), and Yi I (Yul gok) remain the pillars of Korean culture. These scholars outline the relationships between parents and children, elder and younger siblings, husband and wife, friends, and ruler and subject. In each relationship, Koreans follow a specific role pattern.

Parents owe their children education, care, and moral development. In return, children owe their parents obedience, respect, and care. They look after them when they can no longer work, and they pray and make offerings at their graves. These rules form the foundation for all other relationships and the social structure as a whole.

According to Confucian philosophy, when the Korean soccer team wins, it’s considered a victory for the entire community. The triumph of the Korean people is more significant than that of the players on the field. The collective is far more dominant than the individual who scores.

We also interpret the concept of Kibun, which encompasses feeling, mind, and mood, quite differently. We Dutchmen tend to be overly sensitive and are certainly not inclined to discuss our inner thoughts and feelings. However, in the land of the Mudang, the seunim, the Neo-Confucian scholar, and even the Christian priest, feeling, mind, and mood hold great significance. Dive into the concept of Kibun or Nunchi

But expressing individuality isn’t highly appreciated. We certainly don’t discuss it as some do in Bloodhounds by Kim Ju-wan. We also need our personal space. “Don’t stand so close to me!” I survive Korea with The Fragrance of the Mantifang by Wu Cheng’en in mind.

“Watching the chess game, I cut through the rotten,
Felling trees, ding ding,
Strolling at the edge of the cloud and the mouth of the valley.
I sell firewood to buy wine,
Cackling with laughter and perfectly happy.
I pillow myself on a pine root, looking at the moon.
When I wake up it is light.
Recognizing the old forest,
I scale cliffs and cross ridges,
Cutting down withered creepers with my axe.
When I’ve gathered a basketful,
I walk down to the market with a song,
And trade it for three pints of rice.
Nobody else competes with me,
So prices are stable.
I don’t speculate or try sharp practice,
Couldn’t care less what people think of me,
Calmly lengthening my days.
The people I meet
Are Taoists and Immortals,
Sitting quietly and expounding the Yellow Court.”

I try to act Korean. It doesn’t work. Our cultures are too different, too opposite. When I try to use Nunchi, I only make mistakes. I don’t just want to master the language. Although? Am I forced to use Nunchi because I don’t know the language? I survive by being myself. Most Koreans forgive a lot.

Contemplating Goyang Neighbourhoods

At the Stream: Reflection and Recall in Goyang neighbourhood

As these thoughts weigh on my mind, I climb down the embankment towards the now gently babbling Goyang Seongsaheon stream. Of course, it’s dangerous. But the Soju makes me fearless, and sometimes you just have to do things. Amidst the lush vegetation, a stone invites me to sit. I take off my shoes and let the coolness wash over me as I rest my feet in the sparkling water.

The Budeul’s (부들) tails stand still. Rubiela Lobelia Cardinalis (루비엘라) proudly displays her red flowers. The Mulchucho (물수초) is the only thing that moves with the flow of the water. I sink into deep reflection, recalling a climbing experience I wrote about in my twenties.

Larghetto in the Goyang Neighbourhoods
Why was I so drawn to that one spot on the beautiful island of Crete? How did the small white church come to dominate my entire vacation? It sat high on the mountain behind Hera Village, a villa town on the Gulf of Mirrabellou, halfway between Agios Nikolaos and Elounda.
I had visited Knossos, where the discovery of a five-thousand-year-old civilization—one that would eventually culminate in the Greeks—was overshadowed by the crowds of noisy tourists. Even though prayers were no longer said in the temple, it still felt like sacrilege.
In this way, my vacation was largely a failure. I hadn’t found what I was looking for, though I didn’t even know what I was seeking. Some primordial feeling? The relationship between body and clay that had inspired Van Gogh to paint and Beethoven to compose? It was all approached the wrong way. Excursions don’t lead to the discovery of feelings.
Two days before the return trip, I decided to climb up. There was no path leading to that church. Well, I would just see how it went. My way started straight up, through bushes full of sharp thorns. The result: bloody scratches on my legs. But the only thing that mattered was the goal.
After half an hour, I found a barely passable path that led me to an olive grove. Now, only the blazing sun and the stone walls remained to be overcome. Anyway, after two and a half hours, I made it to the top.
The church was disappointing, but what I saw beyond it exceeded all expectations. On the other side of the mountain was a vast valley, covered with bushes that stood apart in a strange, almost deliberate manner. Ruins, low, sunken houses, lay scattered on the slope opposite me. I could no longer stand; my legs gave way under the purity of this place. My breath caught, sweat ran down my back. The violin concerto swelled in my head. It felt as though the valley was flooded with these gentle sounds. Or was it the other way around? Was my head filled with the composition of this valley? Unconsciously, I folded my hands and whispered:
“You who are, help me.
For my ignorance is too great, my feelings too overwhelming, to comprehend you.
You who are, help me.”
Tears streamed down my face. To die here with this feeling, so powerful and all-encompassing. This valley is sacred. My thoughts drifted back to the distant and cold Netherlands. Did I really have to go back there? That place could never touch me again, not after this revelation.
Completely dazed, I began the descent, quickly losing my way. After hours of stumbling, climbing back up, sometimes teetering on the edge of death, I found myself miles away, down towards Elounda.
What did it matter? I had become millions richer. That little church had saved my vacation. It had used its pull to teach me a firework of emotions. Since then, Larghetto and Rondo Allegro have remained my most beloved pieces of music. But it’s still a struggle.

Back to the River

Goyang neighbourhood explorations 23 — Goyang neighbourhood Big dipper sky

“You who are, help me.” This theme would continue to dominate my life. The earth has always appeared to me as a planet in need of help. Too much dull, exhausting misery, both large and small. Here, on this stone by the babbling water, it feels right, but I know that the world around me keeps turning. I sink further into an even deeper reflection—or should I call it meditation?

The stars of the Big Dipper began to dance. Each star, a king, sung about in the Muga as guardians of the cosmic order. Suddenly, an extra star appeared, brighter than the rest, joining the constellation as the “King of Kings”—Jijang’s’s fractal, a manifestation of ultimate wisdom and power, surpassing the seven kings. This new star seemed to become the center of the constellation, a divine presence guiding the Buddhas and preserving the harmony of the universe. Read about the Muga

Pulsating before my eyes, it formed the King of Kings within the constellation. This almighty light suddenly transformed into

The, to me, unreadable formulas continued to rotate before my mind’s eye, occasionally interspersed with the beautiful image of a white Lotus. Softly, the almighty Om Mani Padme Hum flowed with the babbling river. Amazed, I crossed my legs and surrendered.

The stone beneath me turned icy cold. The plants became still, and the stream resumed its gentle flow. It flowed towards the Han River, past Ganghwa-do, into a world that continued to turn on its own. I wasn’t afraid, only slightly unsettled. Was it the Soju, or perhaps that violent email? Somehow, the mathematical formulas gave me enough strength to climb back up the embankment. I must interpret them, but because they filled me with compassion, I collectively named them Jijang’s Fractal.

Dinner, Bae Jong-Ok, and the Fracturing Voice in Goyang neighbourhood

Goyang Neighbourhood dinner

A few years ago, it was hard to find a European breakfast. I prefer to start my day with some bread, cheese, and peanut butter—just simple, hearty food that fills the stomach. The locals, on the other hand, eat the food prepared the night before. The dishes are delicious, but the spices are too strong for me in the morning. So, bread it must be—no Kimchi for me at breakfast.

One day, after shopping at the Lotte supermarket, I went to a Pojangmacha on Chungjang-ro for some beer and chicken. The National Korean soccer team was playing on the widescreen television. A group of Korean gentlemen was talking and cheering loudly. They were watching the game and enjoying Chimac—chicken and maekjju. I love that word. Just hearing it gives beer a flavor. The more you drink, the better it sounds.

I ordered my dinner and noticed the men watching me. It’s always awkward eating alone, especially in Korea. The youngest one at their table walked over to me with a bottle of soju and some glasses. He poured me a glass, which I drank, then returned the favor.

“Americano?” he asked. “No, no, from the Netherlands,” I replied. Judging by his expression, he didn’t quite understand. But when I said “Hidonggu,” he got it. His friends cheered and chanted the name of the most popular coach. Only the oldest man at the table didn’t join in.

I returned to my spicy and very tasty chicken. The group grew louder and louder, with the old man commanding the most attention. I don’t think he was older than me—just the top dog barking. He was the boss, though I doubt he was top-rank. That’s why I called him Cha-jang.

You might wonder how many men would choose to watch a soccer game with their family or friends instead of doing unpaid overtime. But not Cha-jang. He was wasted, drunk as a skunk.

Bae Jong-Ok wrote:

“I went from hand to hand until I eventually didn’t come back, not to the people, nor myself. What happened while I was gone? They didn’t tell me either. The fools, the idiots, the beasts were too busy shaming me. The shame became so great that my body rebelled.
I could hardly eat; there wasn’t much either. Some bowls of rice. On the days when I had enough energy to go outside, I picked Nokdu. It’s edible when cooked. The soybeans were for you. There wasn’t much meat in Amsil. There was more fish, but that was for Kim’s Yang Bang. You ate that with your friends, the party spies, and made fun of me when I looked too hungry.
In the corner of the room, I heard you all bragging and babbling. And you, Mom, had the loudest mouth, screaming above everybody. You were so happy that Dad had found eternal work in camp 15, Yodok in South Hamgyong, about halfway towards the heavenly lake on Baekdu San. ‘Too far to walk for him and me,’ was pretty much your motto, and your buddies shouted it loudly with you.
One evening, the conversations were more poisoned vomit than drunken wisdom. We heard the neighbor at the front door. Obu, the fisherman, asked for forgiveness for the late disturbance. Rubbing his hands and bowing, he told us that the wind, the dirty east wind, had prevented the boat from arriving on time. Your screaming, your friends laughing, and Obu’s humiliation went through marrow and bone. Obu was used to it.
Exhausted, I watched as you took over the fish and showed it to your friends. Brazenly, you held a wriggling one in front of Obu’s mouth. ‘Bite, bastard, bite,’ you screamed. ‘I don’t want to take everything from you. But that idiot over there,’ you said, pointing at me, ‘isn’t going to cook one for you.’ He had no choice but to place his teeth on the scales and tear off a large piece of flesh. Your entourage laughed, clapped, and bowed several times.
I understand why you have so much power. Dad regularly went deep into the mountains. He brewed Soju, which he sold to your friends. Of course, he kept enough behind to get drunk every night. One of your friends disagreed and drunkenly betrayed the lucrative mountain brewery to the ministry. He was arrested and disappeared to number 15.
You and your friends missed the alcohol and blamed the traitor. He disappeared during a hiking tour. ‘He went that way,’ you said, looking innocent to the guide. Your friends found a new bush distillery. You enjoyed the drink because the traitor was never found again.
Obu had mackerel with him for the barbecue and sogarli for the maeuntang. He bowed constantly, asked for forgiveness again, and held out his hand for his money. ‘No,’ you slurred. ‘You get nothing! The fish aren’t cleaned, so this bitch has to do it. I’m so hungry that I can’t defecate, and your dawdling has only made it worse. Get lost, bastard!’
It was unbelievable how quickly the drunken fossils chased after Obu. But they came back again. Suddenly there were side dishes, spices, and all that other stuff needed for a festive feast. Party members can get it with some effort. But fish? A bacchanal of Godeungu-gui and sogarli? I don’t know, Mother, what you had to do for all that.
Of course, the ships are checked upon arrival. Obu counted because many already tried to swim across the Hankang to Paju. The fish are also taken off the boat by party officials. Hence, you don’t just get fish on your table easily, being a single woman with a man in prison. But your body wasn’t holy when Dad was still at home either. Not that he had much trouble with that. As long as there was Soju.
I was still the only one able to cut the fish. Exhausted, I put the barbecue in front of the open window. Mother liked it when the neighbors could enjoy it too. I cut open the mackerel and pressed the tasty flesh onto the grill. Fifteen minutes, and the pigs could go to the trough. The maeuntang would take much longer. I saw those drunken heads, and I was sure; they wouldn’t enjoy it tonight.
You tried to rush me along. First, you cursed! I was no longer impressed by that. The emptiness had taken possession of me. My mind was like trampled water lily ground. The stench of loneliness not only filled my nose. My heart also felt like an abandoned fish factory. The hope of even a bite now seemed like a tucked-away treasure. You and your guests enjoyed it well enough. That others—Obu, neighbors who would certainly smell the fish, and I—didn’t taste it made the meal tastier for you.
A squid crawled between the dying fish. You grabbed the beast and stretched it out. You twisted it tightly around your roughly carved chopsticks. Your most prominent guest, the mayor, watched intently. I crawled back into the corner of the room. You licked at the moving flesh and babbled unintelligible words. He and the other men became horny—hot in a drunken, nowhere-leading way.
You pulled me up and put me in the middle of the room. You, Mother, forced me to sing a Mudang song. I felt empty, exhausted, and at the mercy of beasts that would tear me apart.
“Here ye, here ye, one and all! The Ritual of Princess A-Wang and Yõ-Yõng is about to be held.” I shuddered. “Today, at this time, I begin this song: No mean song this.” I replaced the drums and flute with my hands clapping. “’Tis the song of Sakayamuni’s blessing, and the God Chesok.”
That was the last you heard from me. When I regained consciousness, I saw you in a pool of blood in my corner of the room. Your drunken friends were still drinking. They babbled and sang around the barbecue and enjoyed the mackerel. They had long since forgotten what had happened. I fled outside.
Yes, I went from hand to hand until I eventually didn’t come back. Not to those beasts and not to myself. I don’t know what happened while I was gone. They didn’t tell me either. The fools, the idiots, the beasts were too busy shaming me. The shame became so great that my body rebelled. I got lost in myself.
But I remembered the dream and that his thousand-times-thousand-year reign had begun. He knew that henceforth, goodness would be repaid with evil. That his anger would not be matched. He was the devil and sought silence. The goodness had to be silenced forever, the stinking lie exposed.”

Goyang neighboorhood — Indra’s net image taking over?

Aftertone: Sadness, Detachment, and Given Form in Goyang neighbourhood

Reflecting Goyang Neighbourhoods

I didn’t enjoy my meal anymore. Why am I getting these emails? Is it a joke? Or is someone just making up a story? They should send it to a publisher instead. The words left me feeling sad.

I paid for my food and bowed to the office men. Cha-jang still looked angry. When I went outside, I saw a woman who was about to enter. So I opened the door and let her pass. She looked a bit haughty. Then it struck me—most Korean men aren’t that polite to women. Lancelot is not in the Korean mindset.

The words from Bae Jong-Ok lingered in my mind, echoing in the hollow spaces left by years of isolation. Could it be that the darkness she described was not so different from my own? As I stepped outside, the cool night air hit me, and I felt a strange sense of detachment, as though the world around me was losing its form, dissolving into the fractals of my thoughts.

I did not invent Jijang’s fractal; it was given to me. I simply stumbled upon it. Naturally, I hope it will fulfill its purpose.

“`

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Spiritual transitions Holy Korean and Tibetan books.

Chapter 1 · Written by: Hugo J. Smal

Jijang Fractal: Holy Spiritual Transitions

The Jijang Fractal is not a doctrine to be reduced, but a moving constellation of crossings between Korean ritual song, Buddhist metaphysics, shamanic memory, royal funerary pathways, and Tibetan visionary text. This chapter follows transitions as lived structures: bridges that are both architecture and threshold, songs that are both lament and map, names that are both historical and symbolic, and reading that slowly becomes rite. Mu-ga, Tari Kut, Taedonggang Daemogyo, the ten palaces, Bardo Thödol, Vairochana, Kailash, Wonhyo, and finally Jijang Bosal form a field of resonances rather than a single system. The orientation here is deliberate but not closed: parallels appear, diverge, return, and remain partly unresolved, as if the text itself were crossing from one shore to another.

Holy Spiritual Transitions

Spiritual transitions Holy Korean and Tibetan books. 28 — Remains the ancient wooden bridge of the Taedong River?

the ancient Korean and Tibetan sacred transitions, rites that bridge worlds and eras. For me, the narrative is always the same: writing is an endless cycle of reading and re-reading, each turn making me dizzy. The ideas for The Koreans and I keep me awake at night, swirling between reality and fiction. In my mind, autobiographical truths intertwine with fictional possibilities, creating a labyrinth of endless paths. There are no limits to human thinking. Sometimes mine feels like the universe, vast and uncharted. It goes on and on. One question leads to another. Before I know it, I’m drifting on the fringes of the solar system, my thoughts yearning to leap light-years beyond the confines of mortality.

Muga: The Ritual Song of the Bridge

For The Koreans and I, I delve into Mu-ga: The Ritual Songs of Korean Mudangs by Im Sok-Jae, exploring the transitions reflected in ancient Korean metaphysical practices. These songs date back to the GoJoseon period, approximately 7 to 4 centuries BC. During this time, Wangeomseong served as the capital, a name shared by two cities. The first Wangeomseong was located on the Liaodong peninsula. Conflicts between the Han Chinese and the Wiman Chosun culminated in the establishment of Goguryeo.

Read about today’s Mudang practises

Later, the capital also bore the name Wanggeomseong, located near present-day Pyongyang. However, Goguryeo fell in 108 BC to the Han Chinese, ending its reign as the northernmost state of the Korean Three Kingdoms period. The people of Goguryeo, resilient in spirit, expelled the Han commanderies from the peninsula and expanded deep into China.
The shifting capitals—from Jolbongyoo in the Biryu River basin to Guknaeseong and eventually Pyongyang—reflect the dynamic history of Goguryeo. King Yuri, who moved the capital in three AD, plays a pivotal role in these transitions. Interestingly, his younger brother Onjo, the founding monarch of Baekje, also embarked on his own journeys, which I will explore further The Koreans and I.

Holy Korean Devotional Transitions

Spiritual transitions Holy Korean and Tibetan books. 30 — Holy Korean transitions are deeply reflected in the ancient traditions surrounding royal tombs like Gyeongneung, the resting place of posthumous King Deokjong and Queen Sohye.

Holy Korean transitions are deeply reflected in the ancient traditions surrounding royal tombs like Gyeongneung, the resting place of posthumous King Deokjong and Queen Sohye. This is closely tied to The Ritual Song of the Bridge, also known as The Ritual Song of the Ten Kings or Tari Kut. The bridge referenced in this song may well be the Taedonggang Daemogyo bridge, constructed during the reign of King Jangsu. This ancient wooden bridge not only provided direct access to the Anhakgung Palace but was also believed to serve as a symbolic passage for Kings, ordinary people, and the dead, each with their designated structure.

This blend of Shamanism, Buddhism, and Confucianism is deeply woven into Korean rituals, where boundaries often blur. The Royal tombs from the Joseon period showcase this complexity with bridges like Geumcheongyo, reserved solely for the deceased King. The Chamdo, the stone path leading to the bridge, is divided into Sindo, the way of the Gods, and Eodo, the path for Kings. Although ordinary people could walk on Eodo, to me, it feels almost sacrilegious to step onto Sindo, the sacred path of the Gods. Yet, in the palaces of Seoul, where raised walkways are reserved for Kings, I find myself crossing them without hesitation—an echo of how tradition and modernity coexist in Korea.

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Korean Holy Transitions: Taedonggang Daemogyo and the Journey to the Afterlife

The Taedonggang Daemogyo bridge was revered as a sacred passage from this world to the next. As the bier of the deceased was carried across its wooden planks, the bridge became a threshold between life and death, a solemn journey towards eternity. According to tradition, female escorts were not permitted to set foot on the bridge, symbolizing the finality of the departure and their role in the earthly life of the deceased. They would bid farewell at the entrance, their songs lingering in the air as the procession moved forward.

As the mourners crossed, they sang the Song of the Bridge, also known as the Ritual Song of the Kings. This sacred chant was believed to guide the soul on its journey through the ten palaces where the deceased would face judgment. The song’s verses evolved over time, with Part III mentioning the local names of these palaces and Part IV adding their corresponding Buddhist names, intertwining local beliefs with Buddhist doctrine. The journey begins at the first palace, ruled by King Chin-Kwang the Great. Here, the soul must pass over the treacherous Sword Mountain Hell, a realm of sharp blades and torment, where only the righteous are granted safe passage by the Wǒn-Bul (Dipankara?), the merciful Buddha of Eternal Light. This harrowing trial is the first of many, each palace presenting its own challenges as the soul seeks redemption or damnation.

Spiritual transitions Holy Korean and Tibetan books. 31 — Sword Moutain Hell image

The first is the Palace of
King Chin-Kwang the Great.
Chǒng-Kwang Bul-I
Is the Wǒn-Bul.
To the hapless, soul-bearing chariot
He affords passage over
The Sword Mountain Hell.

Buddha of Eternal Light Guiding Transitions

In the rich tapestry of Buddhist traditions, the concept of the Buddha of Eternal Light plays a pivotal role in guiding souls through the afterlife. In the notes, we read that Chǒng-Kwang Bul-I, known in Sanskrit as Dipamkara, is revered as the Buddha of Eternal Light, a guiding figure who predates Gautama Buddha. In this context, Wǒn-Bul, or Dipamkara, is seen as the specific Buddha one might invoke for personal guidance or protection. So, which Buddha resonates most with my journey? Amitabul, the compassionate overseer of the green paradise, who promises peace and rebirth? Or perhaps Vairochana, the primordial Buddha, embodying the vast emptiness of the cosmos and the origins of all existence? In many Buddhist traditions, the choice of a Buddha to guide one’s spirit is deeply personal, reflecting one’s inner beliefs and aspirations. For the deceased, this chosen Buddha could be seen as a beacon of hope and a guide through the trials of the afterlife.

The Bardo Thödol, the Tibetan Book of the Dead

Spiritual transitions Holy Korean and Tibetan books. 32 — Bardo Thödol, the Tibetan Book of Death.

I cannot help it; I am stubborn when it comes to connecting texts. The Song of the Kings reminds me strongly of another profound work: the Bardo Thödol, the Tibetan Book of Death. I first encountered the Bardo Thödol when I was about twenty years old, and its mystical teachings left a lasting impression on me. Now, years later, I find myself diving into its depths once again. The Bardo Thödol was transcribed around AD 750, during the time when Padma Sambhava founded Lamaism in Tibet. Prior to this, the sacred verses were passed down orally for centuries, echoing through generations.

It’s said that the text bears influences from the ancient Bon tradition, which predates Tibetan Buddhism. Bonism, an indigenous Holy tradition of Tibet, traces its origins to the sacred Mount Kailash. This revered mountain, standing at 6474 meters, is venerated by Hindus, Buddhists, Jains, and Bonpos alike.
Each tradition sees the mountain through its unique lens: Hindus regard it as the abode of Shiva and Parvati, the axis of the universe; Buddhists revere it as the domain of Demchok, the Buddha of ultimate bliss; Jains honor it as the site where their first Tirthankara attained Nirvana; and for the Bonpos, it is the devotional center of the world, the home of all gods. Such is the reverence for Mount Kailash that it remains unclimbed, untouched by human feet. The mountain is believed to be charged with mystical energies, so potent that any attempt to conquer its peak is said to result in death within a year—a tale that underscores the profound respect and awe it commands across various spiritual traditions.

Holy Tibetan Transitions

Spiritual transitions Holy Korean and Tibetan books. 33 — Tibetan mandala. image

As I delve deeper into the Bardo Thödol, a particular passage captures my attention, shedding light on the intricate connection between consciousness and the cosmos. In this passage, ‘the germ’ refers to the subtle body that carries consciousness within the Bardo, the intermediate state between death and reincarnation.
This body is shaped by the karmic impressions accumulated over past lives. Here, consciousness and life are seen as distinct forces, with yin and yang, or sing and ming, still recognized as separate. The Tao, or central clear light, represents the ultimate reality, guiding the unification of these dualities within the mandala.

Holy Devotional Transitions: Buddhist and Mudang Consciousness

While Tibetan Buddhists describe the Bardo as the realm we traverse between death and reincarnation, Korean Mudangs interpret this journey through the metaphor of passing through ten palaces, each representing a stage of judgment or transformation. On the first day within the Bardo, Vairochana, the primordial Buddha, manifests before the deceased. Clad in white and seated upon a lion’s throne, he holds a wheel with eight spokes, symbolizing the Noble Eightfold Path. As one of the five Dhyani Buddhas, Vairochana embodies the dharmakaya, the truth body of the Buddha, representing the ultimate reality and purity of consciousness. Positioned at the center of the mandala, he is associated with the element of space and the sacred syllable ohm, which resonates as the sound of the universe.

Vairochana: The Primordial Buddha in Korean and Tibetan Metaphysical Transitions

Vairochana’s hand gesture, the dharma chakra mudra, symbolizes the teaching of the dharma. This gesture reflects his role as the primordial Buddha in Korean Buddhism, where he embodies the Buddhist concept of emptiness, or sunyata. Vairochana, revered by the Yogachara school, was instrumental in the development of the Shingon sect. In Korean Buddhism, he is known as Daeil Yeorae, or the Great Sun Buddha, and Birojana Bul, where he represents the all-encompassing nature of the universe. His presence is a reminder of the interconnectedness of all things and the ultimate reality of emptiness.
Vairochana is often depicted wearing a simple robe, his hands forming the mudra of the six elements. In this gesture, the index finger of the left hand is clasped by the five fingers of the right hand, symbolizing the union of the five elements—earth, water, fire, air, and ether—with the sixth element, consciousness. This mudra represents the integration of the material and spiritual worlds, a core principle in Buddhist cosmology.

Is Mount Kailash the Holy Korean and Tibetan Transition Site?

Is Mount Kailash the Sacred Transition Site in Korean and Tibetan Traditions? I wonder if there’s a parallel between day one of the Bardo Thödol and the first palace in the Song of the Mudang. Could it be that in both traditions, the Tao—the way—is the ultimate guiding force? According to tradition, Shamanism, with roots tracing back to Siberia, also reveres sacred sites like Mount Kailash, located in the Himalayas. This mountain holds profound significance in many Asian faiths, serving as a axis where the physical and metaphysical realms intersect. Both the Song of the Bridge and the Tibetan Book of the Dead seem to converge on the idea of a spiritual journey, a passage through realms of judgment and transformation. These texts, though rooted in different traditions, reflect a shared understanding of the soul’s journey and the sacred sites that anchor these beliefs. But there is more—deeper connections and hidden truths that bind these traditions together, waiting to be uncovered.

Wonhyo: The Master Who Bridged Korean and Tibetan Buddhism Transitions

Spiritual transitions Holy Korean and Tibetan books. 35 — Master Wonhyo

Wonhyo, one of the greatest Korean Buddhist philosophers of the 7th century, was not only a prolific thinker but also a transformative figure in the development of East Asian Buddhism. He was a pioneer in synthesizing diverse Buddhist teachings into a coherent and comprehensive system, making profound concepts accessible and applicable to daily life. Wonhyo believed that Buddhism should not be confined to monastic study but should be lived and experienced by all, often teaching through song and dance to reach the common people.

The learned monk authored over 80 works on topics such as Buddha nature, Yogacara, Hwaeom, Pure Land, Madhyamaka, and Tiantai, many of which were of great importance to Tibetan Buddhism. Wonhyo’s influence extended far beyond Korea, as many of his works were translated into Tibetan and became foundational texts for Tibetan scholars. His treatise ‘Awakening of the Faith’ was translated by Rinchen Zangpo, and his commentary on the Nirvana Sutra was adapted by Yeshé Dé. These texts contributed significantly to the development of Tibetan schools such as Nyingma and Kagyu, which emphasize the intrinsic nature of the Buddha and the interdependence of all phenomena. Wonhyo’s teachings continue to resonate, bridging cultural and doctrinal divides, and his legacy endures as a testament to the universal applicability of Buddhist wisdom.

Writing Is Reading, Holy Contemplative Transitions, and the Dizziness Stops

A Journey Towards Clarity. As thoughts spin in my head, they gradually settle into clarity. The more I read, the more the fog lifts, revealing that ultimately, all Asian philosophies of life converge into a unified understanding. I hold fast to the words of the Bardo Thödol, which remind us that its teachings are for all living beings:

“O you lingering who do not think of death. While indulging in the useless things of this life, you are careless in wasting your eminently auspicious opportunity. If you return from this life empty-handed. Then surely your aim will be wrong.”

Spiritual transitions Holy Korean and Tibetan books. 36 — Ohm Mani Padme Hum.

Ohm Mani Padme Hum. What is my goal? Writing The Koreans and I, a journey that mirrors my own quest for wisdom. As I delve deeper into this sea of knowledge, I find myself drawn to the Mantifang—the legendary court where Yellow Emperor Huang Di (2698-2598 BC) sought counsel from priests, monks, Shamanic intermediaries, Mudangs, and leaders of all faiths.

Choose Spiritual Transitions

It is here, in this metaphorical assembly of knowledge, that I seek to anchor my thoughts. As a personal vow to this journey, I intend to tattoo the sacred ‘uhm’ symbol on my hand—a reminder of the unity of all things and the impermanence of life. This act, simple yet profound, is my way of carrying the wisdom of the ages with me, even in a place where the Mudang’s song no longer echoes, nor the tak tak of the moktak sounds.

Spiritual transitions Holy Korean and Tibetan books. 37 — Ji Jang Bul looks down at me at Bogwang Sa.

Perhaps it’s a bit opportunistic to have such a tattoo engraved. Maybe even a little pretentious. But for now, let me softly chant “나무 지장 불” (Na-mu Ji-jang Bul) as I hear Jin-do barking in the distance along the banks of the Seongsaheon River.

Ji Jang Bul, also known as Kṣitigarbha, is the Bodhisattva of the Underworld, Protector of the Dead, and the Guardian of Travelers. He made a profound vow to never attain Buddhahood until all beings are freed from the sufferings of hell. His role extends to guiding and protecting those who journey, whether across physical landscapes or through metaphysical realms. As I chant his name, I reflect on his endless compassion and the sense of safety he offers to those on any path, feeling deeply connected to the journey that lies ahead. The Holy transition that Korea and writing brings.

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About us, Gardening, Korea

Korean nature is unique.

written by Hugo J. Smal

If you are Dutch like me, then the nature of Korea is one of the contrasts. The Netherlands have the countryside and the city, a few hills in the south and just under 50 islands. The Meuse and the Rhine split the country in two. Holland is a swamp delta drained by the Dutch. Korea has remained more itself throughout its existence. There are big cities, and the politicians broke the country in two, but much is still more or less untouched. You won’t find so much variation on such a small surface of the earth anywhere else. That is why Korean nature is unique.

Hanguk is a relatively small country.

Korea is 112,264 square kilometres in size. North Korea occupies 120.54. Unfortunately, I can tell almost nothing about nature in the communist part of the country. We know too little about it. Even the demilitarized zone holds many secrets. Animals and plants that have become extinct in South Korea can still live there. That zone is a large natural secret because no one has come there for about 70 years. South Korea is about the size of Iceland or Hungary. So relatively small. That makes the great contrasts you encounter in Korean nature unique.

High and low.

High, steep mountains dominate the landscape, the coastal areas and small islands. These features contribute to the diversity of Korean nature and the presence of a wide range of plant and animal species. Korea has a temperate climate with four distinct seasons. The country experiences hot, humid summers and cold, dry winters, with a rainy season in the summer and autumn. This climate supports a variety of ecosystems, including forests, grasslands, and wetlands.

Plants and animals make Korean nature unique!

Korea is home to a wide variety of plant and animal species. Many of which are found nowhere else in the world. Some animals are the Korean leopard, the water deer, and the musk deer.

Unfortunately, the Korean leopard, known worldwide as the Armur Leopard (Panthera pardus orientalis, Korean 한국 표범 hangug pyobeom), is extinct in South Korea. There is some hope that the world’s rarest big cat is still hunting in the demilitarized zone ore in North Korea. But that is seen as hope in vain. Only 50 or so Armur leopards, belonging to this subspecies common to the Korean Peninsula, live in the Kraj Primorski in Russia and Jilin in China. Read more about the Armur Leopards at https://www.worldwildlife.org/stories/how-fast-are-amur-leopards-and-9-other-amur-leopard-facts

Unique Korean nature at Baedagol.

The Seongsaheon River flows through the Baedagol theme park. It is a river when the snow melts in the mountains and during the rainy season. Most of the time river is a narrow stream. It ensures two unique animal species in and near the theme park and the Goyang Koi Farm.

In addition to the cicada, the area has another “troublemaker”. The male Suweon (Hyla suweonensis) calls his female with a loud and high whistle. He’s not having a good time. The family has about eight hundred members, living between the Mangyeong and the Imjin rivers. They are closely related to Hyla Japonica whistling from Hokkaido to Yakushima in Japan, to the Ussuri River in the Russian part of ancient Goguryo and northern China and Mongolia.

The tree frog lays her eggs in rice fields. At the Baedagol theme park, they have managed to conquer a warm bed in the many water features. I think that there are several hundred living at the theme park. How the Suweon will fare in the future is unclear. Baedagol must make place for new high-rise buildings.

Read a detailed description of the tree frog here: PDF

I have only seen the hoof marks of the Korean water deer (Hydropotes inermis argyropus, Korean 한국물사슴) in the river bed. They pass through it foraging at dawn.

Like the Korean musk deer, the water deer has tusks. They do not use them for hunting but as a weapon in territorial battles. First, a mock fight takes place. The males walk impressively towards each other and make clicking noises. Sometimes a weaker deer gives up at this point. When they fight, the males try to injure each other with their tusks. The loser himself indicates when enough is enough. He lays his head and neck flat on the ground or takes flight. The females live peacefully in groups.

At Baedagol theme park, C.E.O. Kim Young Soo collected many trees and plants.

Korean nature is unique for his fir. Source: https://bit.ly/2W9T4pZ Photographer: W. carter Public Domain Image — The Korean fir (Abies Koreana, Korean: 구상나무, Gusang namu): is a species of the fir tree that is native to the mountains of Korea. It is known for its distinctive conical shape and the fact that it retains its needles all year round.

The Korean bellflower is unique Korean nature — The Korean bellflower (Campanula takesimana, Korean: 섬초롱꽃, seomchorongkkot) is a flowering plant that is native to Korea and Japan. It is known for its blue or purple bell-shaped flowers.

Korean nature is unique for pine tree — The Korean pine (Pinus koraiensis, Korean 소나무, sonamu) is native to the mountains of Korea. It is known for its long, slender needles. It survives in cold, snowy environments.

The trees and plants are lucky. They find a home at the new locations of the Baedagol theme park and the Goyang Koifarm. For the tree frogs moving house will be a bigger problem. I am sure C.E.O. Kim Young Soo will find a solution.

Korea has a range of natural landscapes and ecosystems, ranging from subtropical forests on the southern coast to temperate forests in the central regions to subarctic forests in the high mountains.

One of the most notable features of Korean nature is the presence of many high, steep mountains that dominate the landscape.

Korean coastline is unique.

Korea is also known for its beautiful coastlines, which feature a mix of rocky cliffs, sandy beaches, and small islands. The country has many small islands off its coast. The coastal waters of Korea are home to a variety of marine life. Dolphins, whales, and sea turtles are some of the beautiful animals that visit the beaches.

The flat land in the Han river basin, for example, the mountains that mainly border the peninsula on the east side, and the many rocky islands and sandy beaches ensure that the nature of Korea is unique. You won’t find so much variation on such a small surface of the earth anywhere else. Geonggi-do alone, the province in which Seoul is located, offers its visitors numerous nature adventures.

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Korea is Kimchi.

Eat it a lot!

written by: Hugo J. Smal

Do I offend anyone when I state: “Korea is kimchi?” Of course, the DaeHan Minguk is much more than that, but the fermented vegetables are the most important. Sometimes I get the feeling that the Korean is busy with nothing else than making sure that there is a healthy portion of this fermented Korean specialty on the table.

Fermented vegetables are healthy!

Kimchi is a traditional Korean dish made of fermented vegetables, usually cabbage, and a variety of seasonings. It is known for its spicy, tangy flavour and is often eaten as a side dish or used as a condiment. Many potential health benefits are associated with eating it, including improved digestion and a boosted immune system. Additionally, it is a good source of vitamins and nutrients, including vitamin C and iron. Overall, incorporating typical Korean vegetables into your diet can be a delicious and nutritious way to improve your health.

Typical Korean staple dish.

There are many different types of this Korean delicacy. It is a traditional dish enjoyed in Korea for centuries. It originate in Korea over 2,000 years ago and has since become an integral part of Korean cuisine. The word “kimchi” comes from the Korean word “chimchae”, which means “vegetable soaked in brine”. Some of the most common types are baechu (made with Napa cabbage), ggakdugi (made with diced radish), and oi sobagi (made with cucumber). Other types may be made with onions, garlic, ginger, and various seasonings. The ingredients used can vary depending on regional preferences and personal taste.

Every region is its own Kimchi.

Kimchi group — The kimjang. People gather, work together, and help each other while preparing kimchi. Unesco intangible Heritage. See also the movie below.

It is a tradition in Korea to make seasoned cabbage dish together. It is a communal activity, with families and neighbours coming together to prepare large batches of the dish for the winter months.

In recent years it has become popular worldwide as a healthy and flavorful food. It is high in vitamins and nutrients, and the fermentation process gives it probiotic properties. Many people enjoy the spicy staple as a tasty and healthy addition to their diet.

Make the typical Korean vegetables yourself.

Here is a simple recipe for the most common type: baechu.

Ingredients:

1 large head of napa cabbage
1/4 cup coarse sea salt
6 cups water
1/2 cup Korean red pepper flakes
1/4 cup sugar
1/4 cup fish sauce
1/4 cup minced garlic
1/4 cup minced ginger
4 scallions, chopped

Instructions:

Cut the cabbage into quarters and remove the tough core from each piece. Cut each quarter into 2-inch pieces.
In a large bowl, combine Mix the cabbage and salt. Let it sit for 1-2 hours to allow the cabbage to release its moisture.
Rinse the cabbage well under cold water and drain.
In a separate bowl, combine the water, red pepper flakes, sugar, fish sauce, garlic, ginger, and scallions. Mix well to make the kimchi paste.
Add the kimchi paste to the cabbage and mix well. Coat each piece of cabbage with the paste.
Transfer the kimchi to a large jar or crock and press down firmly to remove any air bubbles. Cover it with a lid or plastic wrap and let it sit at room temperature for 1-2 days. The kimchi will ferment.
After 1-2 days, transfer the jar to the refrigerator and let the kimchi ferment for at least another week before serving.

How to use Kimchi?

The tradition Korean side dish, is a versatile ingredient to use in a variety of dishes in the kitchen.

Serve it as a side dish with rice and other Korean food. Or use it as a topping for bibimbap (mixed rice with vegetables) or noodles.
Add it to soups and stews to give them a spicy, flavorful kick. It is a common ingredient in recipes such as kimchi jjigae ( stew) or noodle soup.
Mix the Korean side dish with other ingredients such as sliced carrots, radishes, and cucumbers. It becomes a refreshing and spicy salad.
Add it to fried rice with ingredients such as diced bacon, scrambled eggs, and scallions. It becomes a delicious and flavorful meal.
As a marinade: Use the spicy, tangy flavour of the fermented vegetable as a marinade for meats and vegetables. Mix it with soy sauce, garlic, and honey to make a tasty marinade for grilled or roasted dishes.

Korea is Kimchi. 50 — A very funny story about making Kimchi. We don’t know where and when it was published.

Overall, the spicy staple is a versatile ingredient that adds flavour and spice to many dishes in the kitchen. And no! No one should be offended when I say: Korea is kimchi. For me, this is absolutely the truth. It is the smell and taste of the Dae Han Minguk. Best enjoyed with a glass of Soju.

The kimjang. People gather, work together, and help each other while preparing kimchi. Unesco intangible Heritage. read about it

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Korea, Hallyu, Spiritual

arthdal chronicles and Dangun

by: Hugo J. Smal

In the first episode of the Korean television drama The Arthdal Chronicles, it becomes clear that the myth of Dangun is being reinterpreted. Arthdal is a corruption of Asadal, the capital of Go-Joseon. Dangun, a shaman probably from Siberia established this state in 2333 BC. According to the myth. Dangun is still very popular in Korea because of this.

First episode Arthdal Chronicles.

The tribal leader of the Arthdal federation is Sanung. He has a bearskin for a cloak. It shows that the Arthdal tribe worship bears have the animal as a totem. Negotiations are taking place between Neuanthal and the Asdal. The Neuanthals are, of course, Neaderthalers. They appear with tiger bone hats and tiger skins around their shoulders. They worship tigers. Sanung van Arthdal shows the Neuanthalers beans, barley, sorghum, mugwort and garlic and proposes to build an agricultural society together. However, the Neuanthal refuse to become farmers. They don’t eat mugwort and garlic. Hunters want meat. They leave the negotiations and return to their part of the federation. Here they are nearly wiped out by the Arth Valley.

You can see all this in the first episode, but the story develops further. Go and see because it is an integrating story. Exciting and beautifully presented. This is about the union of Arthdal Chronicles and Dangun.

Storyline Arthdal Chronicles.

Set in the fictional land of Arthdal during ancient times. Eun Som was born with a fate to bring disaster to Arthdal. Due to his mother’s struggles to save him, he goes through hardships and grows up. He appears again in Arthdal. Ta Gon is a war hero of Arthdal. He has paved the way for Arthdal to become a prosperous city nation. He is the most powerful person in Arthdal. Ta gon dreams of becoming the first king of Arthdal. Tan Ya was born with the same fate as Eun Som. She is the successor of the Wahan Tribe. Going through hardships, she realized her mission. She lives under the highest honour. Her ambition is to become a politician.—AsianWiki

Arthdal Chronicles and Dangun.

The Dangun myth tells of the founding of Korea. It serves as the origin of the national identity and collective self-esteem of the Korean people.

Hongikingan is central. This political philosophy is the first to advocate the well-being of humanity. It is a system of government that, hundreds of years before modern Western constitutional governments, conferred human rights and dignity on the people themselves.
Even during the most gruelling historical experiences, one strives for an ideal nation. The people have a high level of spiritual orientation. There is religious freedom. People regard each other as members of a large family. Together they are progressive. This is still manifested in the entrepreneurial spirit of the Korean people.

In the Samkuk yusa (Memorabilia of the Three Kingdoms) we read:

A long time ago, Hwanin, the God of Heaven, saw that his son Hwanung was interested in the human world. As Hwanin gazed at the area around Mount Taebaek, he saw that it was an ideal place for a kingdom. The people deserved his extra attention. He sent Hwanung down to rule the land and gave him the Three Seals of Heaven (Cheonbuiin). These are a sword, a bell, and a mirror. The bell still plays a major role in later episodes.

Arthdal Chronicles — With thanks. ko.wikipedia.org.

Hwanung descended with three thousand men under the trees around the altar on the top of Mount Taebaek. Hwanung built Asadal on the slopes beneath a sandalwood tree, hence his other name of ‘Lord of the Pakdal tree’ or Sandalwood Prince. There he oversaw some three hundred and sixty human affairs. He planted grain, helped people in their lives and illnesses. The ruler punished where necessary and supervised good and evil. He brought civilization and regulated nature. Also the Earl of Wind (pungbaek), Master of Rain (ubaek), and Master of Clouds (unsa). were under his command. These are his war gods.

Become human.

A bear and a tiger lived in a cave. They begged Hwanung to let them become human. Hwanung gave them divine mugwort and twenty garlic bulbs with the following order: “If you live from this and avoid sunlight for a hundred days, you will acquire the appearance of humans. The bear turned into a woman after twenty-one days of observance of the taboos. The tiger did not adhere to it and therefore did not receive a human body. Every day Ungnyeo (Bear Woman) prayed under the Sindansu (Divine Altar Tree) for a child. But there was no one she could marry. Hwanung, therefore, turned into a man and married Ungnyeo. She gave birth to a son named Dangun Wanggeom.

Fortress Pyeongyang.

Dangun made the fortress of Pyeongyang his capital and called his kingdom Joseon or The Land of the Morning Calm. One thousand and five hundred years into Dangun’s rule moved to Jangdanggyeong and then to Asadal, where at the age of 1908, he became Sansin, the still worshipped Mountain God. According to tradition, he now has a contemplative life at the Heavenly Lake on Mt. Paektu.

Later inheritance.

The Dangun legend has cropped up several times over the centuries. She is still a powerful myth even today. During the Goryeo Dynasty ((892 – 936), Pyongyang was chosen as the capital. After all, it was the traditional first capital of Dangun and the Korean people. In the art of the Joseon Dynasty (1392-1910 CE), the shaman mountain god Sanshin is often depicted in the guise of Dangun wearing a crown. During the Japanese occupation of Korea, Dangun was worshipped by the Taejong-gyo sect as a possible returning saviour of the nation.

The tomb of Dangun.

During the Empire period (1895-1910 CE) and again during the Republic of Korea from 1948 to 1961 CE, the calendar counted from Go-Joseon’s founding date in 2333 BCE.
In modern South Korea, October 3 is recognized as Dangun’s birthday. It is celebrated as National Foundation Day (Kaechonjol). Finally, there is evidence that the myth still has political resonance in North Korea’s claim that it discovered the tomb of this legendary figure near Pyongyang in 1993 CE. North Korea, therefore, sees itself as the heir to Korea’s first cultural hero.

My thoughts about Dangun and the Arthdal Chronicles

I think the Dangun Myth and The Artdhal Chronicles both have as their main subject is the settlement of the Bronze Age. Homo Sapiens take over from the Neanderthals. A Shamanistically controlled Kingdom replaces the federation of different tribes.
It is suspected that Dangun represents a tribe from Siberia. They took bronze and established the first peasant settlements in Korea. The tribe had a Shaman as its leader and professed an animistic faith.
Shamanism still plays a role in Korea. A Mudang is regularly consulted during events. Dangun, or the mountain god, has its altar in every Buddhist temple.

After watching Arthdal Chronicles 1.

After season 1 of the Artdhal Chronicles, we know that Eun Som is on his way to Arthdal. He is probably Dangun. Tan Ya is the most powerful Shaman but is under the strong rule of Tagon. He is the personification of evil. Eun Som and Tanya will probably launch the attack together. But we’ll see all that in season 2. I hope!

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