A lot of persons exclaim that there is a clear-cut dissimilarity between a machine made knife and a hand forged blade shaped in the old world approach of anvil and hammer. Many people can contend the main differences come from the kind of the materials utilized or the shaping of the blade alone. This is a on-going dispute, however what should be realized is that there is much more to this quarrel than what is ostensibly observable.
I feel that a quantity of the blacksmith's spirit is forged into every knife. The millenias old ability of crafting swords carries a slice from the energy of each metal worker into the creation. The romance of the blacksmithing profession, heaped within mystery and secrecy for eons, lends a certain spiritual essence into the metal. A substantial amount of individuals detect the difference between a hand forged knife and a machine prepared sword. There is a unquestionable difference appearing in the blade, as well as the evident change I observe even within myself while hammering out a knife. It is as if a part of me is imparted into each knife completed. Perhaps the wondrous capabilities of such legendary swords as Zulfiqar and Colada comes from the soul and life force of the bladesmith that made them.
A deep-rooted relationship to the ages past, perhaps even past lives, is awoken whilst holding a hand forged knife or else creating a knife by hand. It is more than simply my passion for history. It is more than solely an rudimentary empathy with the materials concerned, for we as humans contain carbon and iron within our structure not unlike steel has. That “fitting” or “positive” regard that we perceive is derived from more than simply the basic materials and methods used in it's creation. It is a metaphysical or theological link to all that ever was and all that is. The experience is without doubt positive. A deeper link to our history and our humanity is furnished by virtue of the unpretentious physical contact with a hand crafted sword. It stirs the spirit, gives us a rush of adrenaline, and causes the eyebrow to rise in reaction to the primeval and hardly conscious conception of a collective human tie.
We've all taken up a blade that just didn’t feel proper. It felt “empty” for scarcity of a more suitable name. Where has the energy gone? Did it ever exhibit any? Cutlery cranked out in the thousands by the industrial machine lack the attention to detail and soul of a hand forged blade. With no caring, living, breathing craftsman there can be no soul in the blade. Even as a machine made sword can be for all intents and purposes “flawless” in symmetry and proportion, it most likely does not have the sense of something forged by human hands. The little details of hand skill give the hand forged blade a personality as well as uniqueness that is unable to be duplicated by means of the modern mass produced mentality. Whilst not “flawless” from the scientific viewpoint, the handmade knife is better-quality in more than simply mechanics. Specifically as with a favorite instrument or item of particular meaning, the handmade knife provides a certain level of ease and self-assurance to the possessor. The wielder without a doubt connects with the weapon’s energy and so the two work more efficiently as one.
Those little feelings not discernible by the eye are what formulate the real difference. Still, between two top-quality knives, one handmade, the other machine made, the handmade knife feels different; it seems superior. That feeling is what makes you want to combat the minions of chaos, even if it is in your own backyard. It quickens your pulse then puts a spring in your stride. Your nostrils flare and your muscles contract. Cutting veggies or make-believe goblins. Protecting hearth and home. Despite the fact that not every handmade knife may be physically picturesque, the force in the very steel often is the genuine beauty.