A older man encouraging a younger man to let go of the blackpill ideology….#mindset

This is but one more example of the reason that blackpill ideology is shit and a poison to the mind of any young man. It feeds into stagnation of the mind and despair in achieving anything of one’s self in this world.

I thought to put this in the previous argument but this video alone should speak for itself.

This is not an attack on the younger man. This is an attack on the ideology trying to poison his progress in the world. For the young man to be saved the posion must treated and cured.

Warm regards

Guardiandogg

an argument for #Blackpill to end. #Excellence

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

Spring time in a recession/political depression….#poetry

My allergies are kicking my ass.

The day to day journey’s from home to work and back again fill me with woe.

Not for the work or job as it be. It’s because of the consent bullshit shit in the metaphorical air. I’m allergic to bullshit and politically motivated as such there is alot in the air in that regards.

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It’s a upon us. The season you work longer hours and think about chances to grab more out of a week and day. The prices aren’t falling. So the pay must keep raising.

There’s a reason for it all. There’s a cause behind it all I just can’t name him.

Beta bitch Joe Biden

Oh well. I can’t seem to remember the name of the person. All I can hear are voices continually talking about Will Smith for some reason.

Warm regards

Guardiandogg

An argument for the end #Blackpill philosophy. Ambition.

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Opening remarks….

First off I will start with diffintions

Ambiton

noun

a strong desire to do or to achieve something, typically requiring determination and hard work.

“He was born dirt poor and grew up in a small apartment. So he worked hard to get the house, car and life he wanted as a kid and give it to his own kids.”

“Nobody gave Luke anything. He had to get his wealth out of the mud.”

Now blackpill?

The notion or philosophy or ideology has to many diffintions and interpretations. I will have to make one myself but be honest about it and hopefully fair to the otherside.

Blackpil

Noun

Life is dark at times, hostle and tough. I accept it and the realities about life not being easy. I can even embrace that harshness and darkness.

“Life was hard for Danny. He accepted it.”

The realities of life can be harsh to deal with especially sense young man are raised to believe lies about the nature of life being tough and real. However, this isn’t the full reality of life because isn’t simple or binary as we as men were taught as young boys.

There is beauty and truth and joy to life inspite of the weird and dark moments. But, sometimes you’ll only see those moments at the end of pushing through your darkest moments. Ambition or having a strong desire to accomplish objectives in life that you can invest in is what being a man is about.

I’m speaking in general to young men and men of my generation that I see and listen to this philosophy coming from. The blackpill ideology leads nowhere toward embracing a full experience of life from it’s joys and sorrows to the thrill of achieving minor and major leaps of success. A man must not embrace this ideology i.e. poison into his life. He must as is his duty as a man reject it and become the builder of his world and produce a legazy for his people, tribe and nation.

It will be my attempt in these posts to nail home the point until the eradication of blackpill ideology from modern society social forms is complete.

Warm regards

Guardiandogg

Site updates…..#wordpress #twitter.

The site is pretty fucked up right now. My hope is people are getting the content and enjoying it. But, I don’t know because it won’t show me my updates or analytics for the day so there you go.

If you wish to know when I’m dropping a post. It’s everyday however I will put up links on gab.com and on Twitter.

Yeah. I’m back on hellmouth Twitter because there’s one dude on there I like to read his writing and I’m waiting patiently for the asshole to finally drop the link on his second book this year hopefully. My handle is…GuardianD0gg

Yeah that is a zero not an oh in the Dogg part. Anyway here’s a poem….

This word is pressing on me. It’s on the tip of my tongue.

I’m hasn’t to say

That word

To that company

That is fucking with my readers seeing my shit. They have their reasons. But, then again maybe it truly is a mistake on my part. In error in judgement on me.

Na’aw fuck that shit. I know why your fucking with me and…

I will win in the end.

Warm regards

Guardiandogg

Dream realm (game) brain storming session…002

Hybrids or skill upgrades….

Option A

There can be a moment in the quest storyline that the character can change or evolve into a hybrid class or obtain a modified skill set.

Option B

In the game characters can gain skill sets or elemental powers from a chance encounter from a dragon or evolution effects from the area where the character grew up.

Examples…

Option A. Quest. “Kidnapped daughter”

. Ren Friday. Class. Executive. Non elemental. Skill sets: Politics. Negotiations. Technical knowledge of computer systems. Weapons: detalink, detapad, cybernetic eyes.

Map

Story

Ren is on his way to the drop off area with the silver ebs credits in a case. Into the red district on foot as far the instructions but stops at corner wind he hears a crack of lightning in the clear blue sky followed by female laughter behind him. He breaks out into a cold sweat.

Lightning baby.

He starts running as the lightning starts up. Ran has avoided her for most his life. Knowing once touched his status as a executive corpo will be canceled. Randomly generate a number between 1 and 20 or roll the dice for 2 or 5. High number you evade the lightning baby encounter roll a low number you meet the lightning baby around the next corner.

Depending on the counter the story can go anyway.

Warm regards

Guardiandogg

Music and life currently….

It’s a on again and off again relationship. I don’t know. I feel music deeply. It can be like a instant energy booster for me a vast realization of the limits of how far I can go with something and still…and still be obsessed over it.

I have a audiophile memory in regards to music. I remember songs and tones to the minute and timing. Yet, I am at a consent struggle to remember names and planning for events….

Still. I love it. I adore it. I hate it for the lack of wishful thinking it gives me of what if….then I the reality that I can never grasp true grand mastery and yes and yes why can’t earn anything of monetary value from this shit.

Still it haunts me. It draws me back to it. My fingers play on the keys…..

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My ears listen in on Spotify app. I turn up the volume on record player…..

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I feel in those moments rest. Real rest. I find work in writing. I work in work that pays.

Still I find only one value in music. Sweet rest and sweet memories of days of peace and serenity.

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Warm regards

Guardiandogg

Current writing habits and book updates…

I figured that I really need to just focus on finishing one book at a time. I can get out a short story here and there but I have to be careful of this. I love writing four swords but it’s turning into a full on book that takes to much of my time and it’s too damn long to put up online. I’ll gather what I have and finish it out in a ebook.

I’m finding it harder to keep my short stories real short now. I just end up writing down more then two hundred words with it and I find it harder to keep it short. I’m going to finish it but it will take me full days on my off days to get it done.

I loved writing Blue Jumper but I could have explored more and gone longer with it. I’m at version 001 but I’m going to extend it when I can.

I like how the Dawn of the Supers series is coming along. It’s my favorite series so far because of the challenges the stories have given me. It’s a fun little sci-fi action adventure read.

Currently I am focused on Styx Shade. The writing style is a challenge for me but I embrace it. I’m taking a break from strange dreams Alex and will pick it back up when I’ve finished Styx Shade book 1.

I’m close to finishing La Rue the knight. But it will take time on my off days. I have a direction for it but I just need the off days to get the work done.

So far a busy year for writing.

Warm regards

Guardiandogg

The problems I have with Disney start back to the live action Beauty & the Beast. #DevilMouse

The animated Beauty & The Beast movie in the 90s was the shit I grew up with and enjoyed. It was one of My mother’s favorite movies. The music, the animation the fucked up story. I loved that shit.

Flash forward to the remake in 2017 era. I’m much more hip to the notion of Disney being full of shit now that we’ve entered the declining years of woke shit tush salad.

I don’t watch it. I watch the review for one main reason. The big headed alien staring as Bella is some bullshit. I don’t rock it and the fucking trailers gave me the stench of “we’re trying to say something political but we’re dumbasses so”

Pause.

Why in the fuck when they bring back classic good movies they have to destory the good in it with a crappy new interpretation and some black guy in it married to a white wife? Oh wait I know why. It’s because Disney doesn’t want to miss a moment of fucking with black men in general by using them to tell their own shifty as fuck political bullshit evil wet dreams.

Yes. I do hate Disney. It is in my opinion a fucking fact it is an evil empire. This is part 1 of my rant.

Anyway,

Disney is shit.

I’m reading some shit about race swiping that fucks with me a little but the fucking music sections and seeing the big headed alien being Bella that shit….holy shit.

Fuck the race swiping. Having that Big headed chip on her now shoulders asshole as Bella that’s the shit that did it for me. Keep in mind this was back in my beta bitch days so I was doing the fuck that shit on the low.

Now I’ll just say it openly.

Warm regards

Guardiandogg

Am I a right winger? Hmm. I prefer to think of myself as a right hock kick to the balls of the beta bitch left and right.

I think of right wingers as beta bitch losers who love to talk about how virtuous they are losing the their culture, their jobs and their fucking society to blue hair land whales.

I was much worse at one point because I grew not knowing and then being a beta bitch by hiding the fact. I was always on the shit kicking right.

I grew up in a blue state. Spoon fed liberal ideologies and self-pity tactics with a side of Jack Daniel’s. But, I was always weird even in my beta bitch days. Some stuff never rang true to me.

It’s the white man this…the white man that. Always in conflict with the dual messages of you control your progress in life by effort, skill and determination. My ideals flowed to the later and the former always bored the fuck out of me.

I rock with everybody that treat me with respect but I’m down with shit kickers for sure because we agree to the same mindset.

Don’t remain in the past push forward. That’s always been my ideal.

Warm regards

Guardiandogg

Four swords of Katie Holmes Chapter 18 Heart

I woke up several hours later, hungry and feeling a sense of my balance return though that consent cloud of darkness seemed to shade my thoughts in depression. I noticed my old pj’s on my body and the scent of lavender in my old room.

Damn.

I started to get up and heard foot steps coming from the stairs up to my room. I tried to raise and fell back on my bed. Damn. I was still too tired and hungry. Xenia came into the room dressed in a white robe and smelling freeze from the shower.

She had a tray of a plate of beacon and eggs with a pancakes breakfast in her right hand a glass of juice in the other. She gave me a look. “Time for breakfast. Good morning.”

“You can’t stay.” I said.

Xenia ignored my comment as she came to sit on the bed next to me. She pasted the tray to me. I took it picked up thr knife and fork. I started in on the breakfast.

Xenia sat quietly staring at me while I ate in silence until I was done and then finished it off with the tall drink. The taste and freshness of the drink cleared my dark mood instantly making me realize it was again that special drink.

I downed the drink in one go and then set the tray and drink aside on the bed to face off against Xenia. Her robe was half open a bit revealing her naked breasts. I fixed back to cover her so that I wouldn’t get distracted.

“What’s your plan here?” I asked.

Xenia shook her head. “No plan. No games. I’m taking care of you. Don’t over think it. Your brothers are all out and about handling something. Zadok’s down stairs with several other tribesmen until they get back.”

I frowned. “Get back from where? Doing what? The Deltas are supposed to be doing the work now.”

“They didn’t bother to explain it to me. They just said they’re hunting for someone.”

Warm regards

Guardiandogg