The harder you think about it, the more you’ll find that life is meaningless.
Until you assign a purpose to it. And often times many men go about their life passionless, bringing them to a place they never visualized. People have no vision and no purpose. Just mindless operating. Autopilot zombies.
There’s a reason men back in the day had more agency, more masculine energy. They were driven by success to provide for the family. Driven to be the one women talked about and men wanted to shake hands with. Driven to be a somebody.
They were invited to parties because of who they were and what they offered. They had a stats list filled with different skills you could’ve leveled up, but they probably didn’t view it that way as MMORPG video games weren’t a thing. They had something better. They had war.
They had the idea that war was right behind them or coming ahead of them — or worse, they were physically in the battlefield, fighting for their lives. They didn’t have the leisure we now do. That’s why so many men are soft. Life’s good. But like all things in life, too much of a good thing can also be bad. And you can definitely see that with society. Bunch of weak pussy minded soy boys whining about this policy that affects those people over here, this foreign affair that affects those people over there, constant victim mentality, constant complaining and crying about privilege — whether because of skin color, religion, or because of someone’s net worth they were born into, or the connections made or how lucky someone else is versus them. Bunch of excuse makers. Weak minded pond scum. Absolutely unacceptable.
You see, men always had difficulties. They always had a reason to complain or give an excuse but they rarely ever would. They’d groan but still throw their feet off the couch to get it done. Because they were men. They understood the reality which is that no one else will get it done for them, so they might as well get started on the inevitable now. Nowadays, we’re so used to delaying what needs to be done in exchange for cheap dopamine release that we got it all backwards.
So what’s the solution?
Like many destinations in life, there are many forks in the road that may lead to the same goal in mind. Today’s blog will be on Warifying Your Life — a play on Gamifying which is a form of thinking of your every day tasks as skill sets in a MMORPG video game where you can level it up.
For example, you’re scrawny, weak, and don’t like how you look. So you work on your strength and looks stats. You start hitting the gym, dressing better, and grooming. You watch videos and read blogs. This would be the metaphorical “gathering your wood from the forest” or “sharpening your axe before heading to the forest”. Then you’d actually hit the gym, you’d eat well, you’d stay consistent, try new programs, new exercises, new rep schemes, different diets, different outfits, new hair styles, etc. Over time, you look back and see you’ve leveled up. This is what gamifying looks like, and while I think this is unique and helpful to many, I’m going to take it a step above. I’m going to propel us towards the mindset of real men, ones who don’t base everything off of video game goo-goo ga-ga fantasy land. But real shit that real men went through. I’m diving deep into what billionaires, conquerors, and modern-day visionaries use to mentally prepare themselves far better than their competition; ruthless barbarian mindset. I’m going to show you how to Warify Your Life to find unlimited drive in your life.
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What is Warifying Your Life
Instead of thinking of stats and level-ups, you should think of every thing you do in your life as a preparation for going into war. Life and death. Yes. You must brutalize even the most mundane because the mind controls everything, and if you can convince yourself that the every-day tasks you do are a way of you sharpening your sword, and practicing your parrying techniques, you will not only take your work and overall life more seriously like a true professional operator would, but you give yourself purpose.
We as men are ALL drawn towards some form of appreciation towards violence. We all fuck with the look of samurais. We all can get behind wielding a sword with your brothers and raiding the sand dunes against another legion. We are interested in ninjas. We’re fascinated by guns and all sorts of artillery and machinery of mass destruction. We’re infatuated with Black Ops activities and wearing balaklavas to get a rogue mission completed in the dark. So why don’t we tap in to that fascination and desire into our every day life?
Every thing you do today may have been you cleaning your gun 70 years ago, or lubing the sheath of your sword and practicing your draw. You have a meeting with your employees, you are now the general talking about the plan of invasion which will take place tomorrow at dawn. You set out 10 ads for today which are your ammunition you placed into your machine gun. You realize you failed a task at hand is the same as you retreating when you see you’ve been flanked. You analyzing what needs to be fixed and what was done poorly is your reorganizing your troops in a different manner. Analyzing weakness in your opponents or weakness in arbitrage opportunities is you taking advantage of your enemies’ lack of resources or the fact their only source of water is near the river you can get close to at nightfall.
Every thing I said has been done by men in the past. Now that we don’t have this sort of war and battle afforded to us, we must link our every day tasks to a form of battle.
War Is Business
Back in the day you’d fight men and conquer them for their land, their resources, and their women. You do all of that now through business. Economic capitalism is the modern warrior’s battlefield. Women’s security and fawning over the most powerful & protective warrior is now converted to the fiercest & unbeatable man of business. The man who can hold a family down financially. The one who is able to give in to our desires. Travel to exotic lands, drive nice vehicles, dress like an aristocrat. You may not want these things, but most do. And the ones who say they don’t are more likely than not operating under a bias that their subconscious converting them on. When your mind believes you can’t accomplish something or it’ll take a ton of effort and failures, it deceives you and tells you that you don’t really want it. You believe you don’t care for money. You don’t care for nice business class flights across the world. Black caviar and $6 a pop oysters at the finest establishments. Custom suits and $2000 dress shoes. G63s and the occasional private flight with your family and few close friends, if they last that long. You need capital to live like a conqueror. Back then you’d just grab a sword, a shield, and a few men with a plan, and go out and take what others worked for. Now you must do similarly, but in the capitalistic sense. You must start some kind of business. Use the capital from your job. Borrow money. Get a loan. Take on risks. Nothing like risking your literal life on the battlefield, so it’s not as dangerous or life-threatening as before; but that’s exactly why there are so many losers or unaccomplished men.
The fear of failure isn’t as strong as it used to be hundreds of years ago as there’s not much at stake. You’re not fighting to not be killed, but you’re fighting to live. You need money to live, and post-Covid — you need more than ever. Just travel anywhere and see the prices on things. Run the numbers a bit.
Take whatever salary you’re making, triple it, take off the appropriate amount for taxes, rent, food, clothing, hobby expenditures, car/transportation, restaurants, dates, occasional gifts for others and yourself, you’ll be left with close to nothing. And that’s with tripling whatever you’re making + not counting paying for a family. And so many of you want a stay at home wife, which means you’re now making for all of you without her adding any monetary value. It’s ridiculously difficult. So unless you become a true warrior in the field of capitalism, you are eternally fucked. There’s no other way than to become a master of war.
And today’s war is not with guns in our hands but money in our pockets and our skill to multiply our net worth honed to the sharpest edge.