My Current Philosophy on Life
Most people are clowns in disguise. Loud when they should be silent. Passive when they should strike. They dress their cowardice in moral language and call it virtue. They love their enemies because they fear what will happen if they don't. It's not peace. It's submission.
But I also don't believe in following a rigid code. The world changes. So do the rules. What doesn't change is your core. Your foundation. Your ability to adapt without becoming a puppet. You can be a wolf in a room full of sheep and still choose not to bite. But the teeth must stay sharp.
I’ve watched how people operate when no one’s looking. Most aren't evil. They're just soft. Weak. Predictable. They sell out their friends for status, pussy, and money. They smile when they mean to spit. Call it self-preservation if you want. I call it being a bitch.
A man should be righteous when he can be. But also ruthless when he must. Mercy is not automatic. Forgiveness is not owed. Some offenses must be answered. Some lines must be crossed to draw new ones.
The strong man is not the one who fights every battle. It’s the one who waits until the fight is worth his time. He doesn't throw himself into martyrdom to prove he has a spine. He survives. He grows. He watches. And when it's time to collect the debt, he does it with interest.
You don’t have to stand your ground every single time it’s challenged. Sometimes the wisest option is letting things go, only to attack when your boundaries are truly crossed and broken.
If you were to fight every battle every time available, you’d constantly be in war. Battle-torn, cortisol-maxxed to the roof. Zero enjoyment for anything beautiful in this world. But you absolutely cannot avoid conflict. You must be conflict-ready.
Spite is not weakness if it’s clean. It becomes a weapon when it’s controlled. Used at the right moment, it resets the balance. It teaches lessons the world forgot. Not out of hate. But out of principle.
I don’t want to be known as just a good man. Goodness is used as a virtue but I see it at someone labeled weak.
“He’s a good guy.” He’s not someone to fear. We can take advantage of him. We can abuse his boundaries because we know he won’t stand for 80% of the shit we’ll throw at him. Easy pickings. A mark.
I want to be a good man that is backed by own motivations. My own vision. I know what I want and I’ll go about it doing what I believe is right. Not a book of principles, not institutional backings, not any one else. Once you live life well enough, you gain enough experience points to connect those dots like a well-wired system. Nodes to come back to and see what happens when you do this or that. How to move based off experiences. Foundations reset in titanium.
I want to be known as a true one. Someone who helped when help mattered. Who punished when punishment was due. Who stayed silent until silence became an insult.
Every day I walk this world knowing I could be someone else if I wanted. Softer. Safer. More accepted. But I'd have to bury something sacred to do it. And at times that is in fact the move to make. But it should be strategic. It can’t become your modus operandi.
A man doesn't need to roar to be dangerous. He just needs to be ready. That’s who I am. That’s who I’ll stay.
You don’t need to subscribe to any one philosophy like stoicism or existentialism. You need to be getting the best of all worlds and forming it into one. Your own. It doesn’t need a name and you don’t need to be apart of some group.
Us humans love being part of some group. It’s evolutionary. But it’s also what keeps you rooted in the past. We evolve past this.
To stay raw, you must live raw. That means changing rules and foundations that may seem unwise or wrong to others, but the world consists of idiots. Extremely few live the way I just wrote out.
But I do. And maybe you will too.
Stay raw.