No words really describe that feeling you get knowing your complaints are bullshit when your OG that been in the game long to show you, you ain’t shit. Your mouthing off about this ain’t fair, it’s impossible. OG’s just watching then he’s had enough of your shit and shows you what a fucking OG’s super power is experience, practice and fucking balls.
OG don’t say shit. His answer is to get that shit done like he’s done a hundred times before.
Warm Regards
Guardiandogg
In life. In career. In relationships and in general what does it mean to win? To be in the pursuit of winning in the game of life.
Yes. Life is a game. Yes. You can lose. But, what’s worse in life is purposefully losing. Getting in your own way or just not giving a fuck to pursue a prize you fixed your mind to.
Does it matter? It matters a hell of a lot to me because I know what losing is like and know what winning feels like. Losing and depression go hand in hand. The mindset behind “does it matter if I try?” Does it matter if I push myself a little harder give it everything I have is some bullshit.
“IT DOESN’T MATTER IF YOU WIN BY AN INCH OR A MILE. WINNING IS WINNING.’
@FASTFAMILY
DOMINIC TORETTO
Do you know who losing matters most too? Your enemies with friendly masks and your internal doubts that spring up to get in the way of your rise and progress forward. Life is competitive and there is always a given moment your in the mud wrestling your way for a winning pin against another foe.
So fuck not trying. Fuck self doubts. Fuck depression and fuck anybody that gets in my way of the pursuit of the win. The opposition is real in life. I am not surprised when people attempt to get in my way. I am annoyed when events happen to block me but I am not surprised nor am I backing up.
I am pushing through and when I can I’ll enjoy the ride along the way. I will sleep win I am dead. I’m alive now so the struggle is on but am not to deterred because I’m on the move.
Warm Regards
Guardiandogg
It’s a learning process of transforming yourself and taking hold of a burden of responsibility and accountability for your actions or the actions of others. It’s a clean up job when somebody else has fucked the pouch a man in his manhood has to come along and clean up the fucking shit.
Adulthood vs manhood
Adulthood
Adulthood is doing what your suppose to do for yourself and you don’t get a medal for it because your only doing what your supposed to do. Paying your bills. Taking care of yourself. Showing up on time for your job. It is your reasonable service to yourself and society. Being an adult has got nothing to do with being a man or a woman. It is simple doing what is only reasonable to ask of an adult.
Manhood
Manhood. It isn’t for the weak. It’s doing shit that you don’t want to do, you may not have to do but you do it because your the only one available to do it. Nobody gives a fuck that you did the job even when they asked or begged you to do it. They just knew you were the one to do it. It’s a thankless job. It isn’t a reasonable service. It’s a job only a Godsdamn man would do because the shit got to get done and he’s the huckleberry for any mother fucker asking for a volunteer.
Warm Regards
Guardiandogg
Part 2
Truth and lies.
There are things in this life I like many young boys and young men were taught to follow the path of go to school, go to college maybe university and above all else get a degree.
Because knowledge is power.
It’s only as you age and hopefully gain wisdom you realize this a lie. In short people with power or in positions of power very few times have or gained their power by being knowledgeable or as discerning. In fact the world is not run by rulers of superior knowledge.
It’s run by people with the understanding that power is power.
How does this relate to Blackpills or excellence? A positive point toward Blackpillers is that some of it’s propopoants declare that a man should not live his life on lies or a fictional view of how the world works. A man should embrace the harsher element of the truth of life.
Where then the Blackpill ideology falls apart is that it stops there or it does go the extra mile. What is the purpose then of gaining knowledge for a proticular craft your interested in or have a natural talent in?
I push forth my own answer in blunt fashion as so:
To shine with excellence and to be the man people look to get shit done.
Excellence and application of what you do and how you do it are the gifts that come with achieving high levels of knowledge in a chosen field, profession, trade or craft. The time taken to sparken your skills to learn new skills and better perform over the other guy is what a man strives for in gaining respect,.position and an elevation of power.
Yes. There is a harshness to this world. A unforgivingness to this world but men were created in this world and for ages men have conquered and dominated in this world. Currently in the first world it doesn’t seem so much true but
Men achieve high levels of excellence in the heart of conflict difficulties and pain. Life comes with pain and trouble but this is not new. This is the reality our ancestors dealt with managed and in some cases mastered by embracing the truth and excelling in to high levels of excellence and self-esteem.
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.
Warm regards
Guardiandogg
I acknowledge the lies told to me by the culture I was raised in and the females that feed and clothed me. I acknowledge the dirty things done to me and who did it to me.
Now with that said. I push on.
Every man is responsible for his destiny.
The moment an adult female or a another man acknowledges a boy has become a man there is no going back.
As a man I am personally responsible for what I do and for what I allow people to do to me.
Being a man has nothing to do with how developed my brain is or what age I am. It’s a rite of passage.
The rite of passage is the passage out of childhood into manhood and the way back is burned away.
When a boy takes the rite of passage. He goes through a passage from being protected and cared for to owning his course in life and taking responsibility for his actions, his words and his own personal space and image.
It’s when I don’t look to somebody to give me something. It begins when I earn my pay, my respect and don’t allow any female of any age or asshole of any size to take back my manhood so that I can acknowledge respect them.
I was born in a time when the victimized male is a normal part of my society. I’ve been victimized myself as a boy and a adult. But, as a man…..
As a man. I brush it off. As a man I push on. My body was made to endure. I don’t live in the past I exist in the present. The history of men is that of men having to push themselves. Of men having to endure and struggle to achieve their goals.
Some died in wars. Some came home wounded and scared. Some lost the ability to use one half their bodies from a stroke but we endure or we die.
We wear our struggles like jackets or badages of our passages of manhood. The men we respect are the men that lose their leg from car accident and go to work six months or two weeks later because they have a family to feed.
The history of a man is the endurance and struggle to survive and to conquer our domain. We do not give into fear or the nightmares of our past. We acknowledge the past and examine it and get treatment or talk to a therapist but we can’t live it.
A man. A man lives in the present of his manhood and not in the memories of his boyhood.
In conclusion, I will leave with a quote I read as a child and remembered and understand now as a man.
“When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways.” – 1 Corinthians 13:11
Warm Regards,
Guardiandogg
Before Kevin Smith’s Masters of Universe comes out I have thoughts about the whole lore of the He-man universe.
I’m speaking in regards of the remake that happened a couple years ago. One episode in proticular. I think it was titled Grey Skull.
The episode is really a Orgin story not of He-man but Grey Skull hallmarking who he was and what he was and how he was the power. Grey Skull was a person who was tested by life and struggles. He was a man who fought hard and instead of finding some mystical sword given to him by the gods to give him power. No.
Grey Skull became the source of that power. Not just him but he left a legacy or key for his descendants to unlock that power, that honor by calling on his name and acknowledging that they come from him that he is the source.
But, then as Grey Skull’s descendents acknowledge who he is or was they also take up that legacy and call names that represent their own names. The male descendent calls himself He-man or He is the man. The man for what? The man that is called upon to take action. To defend his people. To take hold of the memory of his ancestor and use it as a key to unlock his own identity and power for this age. To take up image of strength and manhood.
The female in turn call on his honor. The essense of his value and worth that Grey Skull handed down not only to his sons, sons but to his sons daughters.
She who takes hold of his honor. She who calls it from past and uses it to transform herself into She-Ra or She who roars power. A princess of Power. A female that is classic. A female that is adored and loved. A female that is born with value and worth handed to her by the honor of her ancestor.
There is just something chilling to this stuff. I mean it’s only a action cartoon. But, there is something teachable about the importance of legacy. The importance of leaving something behind when your gone. The importance of a man protecting his name of striving to bring honor to his ancestors and to his descendents to call on in times of trouble.
Why bring all this up?
I am a son of the Michael. I carry his name and masculine energy. I am guardiandogg. I cew on iron and I spit out bullets.
Am I being silly?
Not really. I know where I come from and I know where I’ve been and I know where I’m going.
Can you say the same?
Warm Regards
Guardiandogg
P.S.
I loved when in the OG He-man shows he’s moving forward and fast and transforms into the image of his ancestor.
Rest in shit kicking glory. Legendary.
It’s that scene when Peter has his kids and he’s “beaten” Hook and is about to leave and take them home. He is turning away from Hook and neverland he’s finished his quest.
Hook isn’t done though. He starts shouting at Peter. Telling Peter that he wants a final battle. He will not stop fucking with Peter until he gets what he wants.
Peter is ignoring him until Hook puts a curse at him.
“If I don’t get my final battle that letter I nailed to your children’s bedroom will be nailed to your children’s children door from this point on to forever. Do you hear me Peter.”- Hook.
Now these aren’t his words entirely but a summary of what I remember. But holy shit. That shit was scary. It stopped Peter in his tracks. He put his daughter down and turned to face his enemy and said, what do you want old man.
The enemy wanted just him. Peter didn’t just accept the battle he flew into the shit not caring that it would be a battle to the death.
That’s what gets me. Some battles you can’t run or walk away from. Some battles don’t end with you simple beating your enemy. Sometimes you have to completely defeat and put your enemy down until he has lost his ability to fight or breath. It’s not a win win thing. It’s a situation where I have to put this bitch down or he’s coming for my legacy kind of thing.
Real talk. That whole scene. Has a classical message about fatherhood and manhood in it. It’s all about a man fighting one battle to the brink of death just so that his descendents don’t have to deal with a fucking war if he don’t finish the shit here and now.
Warm Regards
Guardiandogg
Alright I been waiting for this shit. Here is a reply from my post on men bragging about nothing.
Wow That has got to be one of thickest, dumbest opinions I’ve seen on MGTOW
The fact that you can’t grasp that a man can be a happy bachelor is your problem not mine
Yes, I’m single, yes I make my own money I do what I want and go where I want and spend
Don’t have to worry about
Corrupt Family Courts ,False Accusations etc
Yeah moron you bet your ass I’m going to brag about that and here I am doing it right to your face
And if you’re so THICK that you think MGTOW is about sex then you’re not really deserving of respect
Now if you don’t mind I think I’ll go brag a little and there’s not a fucking thing you can do to stop me
By Neroke
Okay here is my reply….
Holy Shit. I had to thank The Lord for this one ya’aw. Is this mother fucker serious???
Holy shit.
This mother fucker is bragging about not having a legazy to pass on to preserve the traditions and honor of the west and the stories of his people..
Holy shit…
This mother fucker is not bragging about what his father did for him or any men in his life that gave him wisdom and pasted on to him a tradition or self value.
He is not bragging on the greatness of men of the west have done to pave roads and provide the examples for us as men to follow.
This mother fucker is complaining about the bullshit the fucking Baby Boomers handed down to us and not giving a word of action that the men of the west need to raise up and reclaim our BIG DICK Energy from a society that wants to pussfy us.
Holy shit. Holy mother fucking shit. The fucking balls. If you want to be a bachelor and have no legazy. Guess what….
I don’t give a shit. I could not care less. But let me brag a bit…
My father died in his battle against cancer when I was young but did not fail to pass on to me hard work, loyalty to family and friends. That man I will brag about. Vox Day taught me that conflict is in the air we breath and the water we swim in. I needed to embrace it and enjoy. Martin Lawrence taught me life isn’t a joke. I need to fucking ride this mother fucker until the wheels come off.
Let me reintroduce myself….
I am an American Highlander. I cew on Iron and spit out bullets son. I am the legazy of Black Rambos and the pride of my ancesters. I was raised on stories of Cobra and Tango & Cash and the poetry of Robert Frost and rhythms of Tupac Shakur and gospel melodies. I am a man of the west. Get your balls up and join in the struggle..ya heard me.
Warm Regards,
Guardiandogg
Real talk. Respect is addictive. I’m talking going from people treating you any kind of way at any given moment to….. bitch I earned my right to be here. I ain’t taking your shit.
As a man. No. As a bad ass dude you don’t let nobody put you down unless you started some shit or didn’t put in you 100 and 10 percent on the job. Excellence is what we strive for in what our hand is put to.
You own up to your shit but you don’t take no shit from any shit head or bitch or beta bitch simp for doing your best and getting shit done.
Real talk. Value yourself my dude. Bring value to every fucking thing you do so that no man will ever put you down. Own your self worth.
Respect that is earned is fucking bank able. It determines how people treat you and let’s them know they can’t fuck with you because you bring value to the fucking business or family your apart of. Don’t let no fucking body steal that shit from you or piss on it without a judgment handed down on them.
1st weapon: Go fuck yourself.
2nd weapon: I don’t have to take your shit I’m out.
3rd weapon: Alright square up asshole you just insulted my wife and kids.
A bad ass is a dude that gets his shit done and doesn’t take bullshit or female bullshit from no one.
Warm Regards
Guardiandogg
Here we are in my never ending quest of ranting like an old fuck but…
Fuck it. We’re going into part 3 of why your woke ass needs to be a bad ass.
I’m not sorry at all. No I won’t apologize. I wasn’t told this as a kid I saw Commando and Cobra. The two C’s of masculine overdrive works of fucking art of male big dick bad ass attitude.
My own black Rambo Daddy, may he rest in fucking glory was no different.
Men must be bad asses. It’s a rule. Fuck. It’s the law of nature my dude.
Anyway, It’s a lovely sunny day the birds are singing all but for the bitter bitch winds. Still It’s Friday so enjoy the day for what it is.
Warm Regards
Guardiandogg
The complaint is valid. Governments have fucked with the private dynamics of male and female relationships. By getting in between private contracts and fucking with old age traditions they’ve fucked up birthing rates and some men’s notion of engaging in governmental marriage contract.
Men have suffered loss of not being allowed to see their legacies or hand down to them their traditions and moral codes in western cultural society. By the laws and un just judges. The current shit has led to men killing themselves over the shit females and the law put them through. Lesser men brake under such conditions when faced with lifes challenges.
Those are the facts now what’s the bullshit?
What is the solution to such an opportunity for a grand scale fight for the MGTOW male. His answer is to not have children, buy a big house and whore the females and much much worse whinning like a fucking bitch.
Holy shit. Holy mother fucking shit!
Of course we as males and men know that to cry like a bitch is a full sign to other males to laugh at you. So the sneaky assholes will just talk about the problem. Joke about the problem. Go on long rants about the problem that last for days and months. But, this is still bitch ass whinning.
So what are the cards staked against you my dude. Flip the fucking table over and square up my dude. Get your balls up and fight.
Okay you don’t want to fix this shit our fathers made. Okay you want to be a fucking whore. Admit it and shut the fuck up my dude because you just played yourself out of the fight.
You ain’t playing low. The fucking amish know what’s up and their still fucking birthing babies and keeping their females in check and their females volunteered for the shit.
Mother fucker stop whinning. Mother fucker stop crying. The bitch you chose fucked you over. Does that mean you can’t fight on? Does that mean shorty broke your fucking back now she wins.
Fuck that shit. We’re men. We age like fine wine my dude. To survive to old age is a miracle for us with how this life is out to fucking kill us when we’re young five years out the womb. We’re men. We fight on in the face of the fucking storm raging against a world that would crush our spirit. We aren’t to be crushed we are crushers in this shit.
That bitch that left you and took your money will be a lonely stank-ass fuck-ugly bitch at forty. Fuck her and the system that supports her. Forty for men in our prime is prime time to start making some bigger moves.
The conflict is a society and laws against me then bring the fight on bitch. I can out breed your ass and out last your asshole laws by my force of will and thrill to be in fight.
I don’t want to avoid conflict. I want embrace it like a shorty 5’5, light enough to lift and ready to claim as my wife on my fucking kitchen table. Bring me that shit.
Warm Regards,
Guardiandogg
