I was going to the cigars shop, but then I realized it was closed because today is Sunday. So I thought… should I buy some cigarettes and just stay here by myself smoking and listening to music or should I go out to eat something and then go to Tribal while it was still daytime? I realized I was afraid of taking the bike to go there so I decided to overcome that fear once again. I went to eat some pizza at that restaurant nearby Tribal that Ezechiele showed Avi and I a couple of days ago and then go to Tribal with no plan just to see who I’d meet there… and what a wonderful decision that was. I met Nick there (Nick Steep) and we got talking about bikes and stuff, self-improvement and family, we played pool, I won and he asked me if I wanted to go for a ride on the bikes, he said he knew some cool places. I wasn’t really feeling like it but I was still kind of afraid of riding so I said yes. It was already dark. We ended up going through the craziest rural and most possibly dangerous dirt roads filled with stones and sand and incredibly hard to navigate. We didn’t fall, we didn’t have any sort of problem, we dominated those hard roads and got unexpectedly the reward of seeing the most beautiful rice fields and hidden places in Canggu at night. We spoke about the structure of reality, self-improvement, life perceived as a video-game, my plans of putting together a badass crew, getting weapons and taking a ship from pirates in Sumatra… it was truly magical. We came back and the experience I gathered riding the bike through those places filled me with newfound power and confidence. I rode like a Dark Angel from Hell through the road. Now I wasn’t afraid… now I was just mighty and fast! We went back to Tribal and they had closed the kitchen. Nick was hungry and despite it was near his bedtime and we are disciplined people here he was so excited and wanted more adventure so I proposed to him to go to a restaurant near my villa and maybe sit down at my place to eat what we get from there. That’s exactly what we did. He met the girls here at my villa, we spoke with Victoria extensively about spirituality and psychology. She has some good points but she’s too deep into conspiracy theories to be honest (which is kind of cool but not all conspiracy theories are true and can end up lowering your vibrational frequency by setting a frame of mind focused on darkness and bad intentions, it’s never a good thing to perceive the world on a negative light and think that everything is bad and everyone is out to get you somehow, the paranoia can really mess with your head and drag you down to a place of fear and low frequency, but anyways… I digress). We had a truly amazing night… a true adventure born out of pure spontaneity. But still, weirdly this was exactly what I wanted to happen, what I was thinking about yesterday when I was so enraged writing on my journal and yearning for adventure instead of staying at home grinding on my online business and my sales’ gig on this higher level rat race that all the cool entrepreneurs out here are as well. I want more. I want this and beyond this… I want to transcend and build a true legacy. Revitalize our Western Culture through our Civilizational Project. This is the way. Intuition is serving me well lately. I should keep writing like this in here to learn from it. Like Socrates said “The unexamined life is not worth living.” and he was so right!

1-Without a timetable you are like a captain on a ship trying to get to his destination with no map or compass. If you allow yourself to be guided by the winds (AKA your current situation, mood, feelings and lower based desires) you are going to end up making very poor choices. Instant gratification will always be your place of choice and productivity, achievements and actual fulfillment will evade you forever. Also, you need to realize that relaying on willpower instead of leveraging a system to build habits it’s just straight up stupid, especially if you know how willpower and decision fatigue works. Let’s explain this on a very comprehensible and non scientific manner, let’s call it bro-science, like Hamza, the big brother of self improvement himself calls it: When you wake up you’ve got a certain amount of “brain points”, each decision you make, even a small one like choosing what to wear that day is going to take from you mental points. The more decisions you make throughout the day, of any kind, the less “brain points” you’ll have. The more temptations you fight the more “brain points you lose”. That means that at some point of the day, depending on how much willpower you used and how much decision fatigue you’ve built up throughout the day, you are going to be absolutely vulnerable to all temptations in your environment and way more prone to procrastinate than to do something productive like meditating, reading, studying, practicing your skill or whatever it is important for you in your day. Thats why we need this structure to your day. 2-Most people have the wrong idea about timetables and scheduling your days, planning them ahead. That’s because they think it would be like a prison. They think they’d be enslaved to their schedules and their routine, but here’s the thing normies do not realize about this: THEY ARE ALREADY ENSLAVED TO THEIR LOWER BASED DESIRES, EMOTIONS, RANDOM THOUGHTS, MOODS AND SITUATIONS. They are feathers in the wind of life, being blown from one vice to the other, from one commitment they hate to the other. When indulgence is the norm you are a slave to your lower base desires.

For a while now I’ve been cultivating my masculine energy to the point that recently I saw myself having this accident (motorcycle accident, refer back to my post on that) and not reacting to pain at all. Being extremely stoic. Now I can see how my energy attracts women. That’s why I recently took as my lover this Turkish girl called ****** that lives in my villa and this is just the beginning. But the strangest thing is that I do not care for women at all and I do not wish for girlfriends, lovers or anything like that anymore. I just don’t feel love. I feel no romantic inclinations at all. I can only love glory, honor and greatness at this point. I’m deeply in love with my own legend and with the massive project that I’m building. It’s turning more and more into a reality. I’m starting to let the world know about it and the reactions are wild. Some men want to join, others are scared, others are cynical about it. I don’t care. The real ones will stick around. I need to keep practicing my oratory and keep reading about great men of history and their stories. I need to keep writing on Skool to attract more potential recruits for my movement and keep scouting the island of Bali for suitable digital nomads into self-improvement, strong and successful men who have realized that Western Civilization has become a Life-denying Death Cult and who want to be part of those brave men who shall be remembered for eternity as the founders of the child of our culture that will spring forth a new Renaissance. Delusion backed up just by words it’s just delusion but delusion backed up by relentless action… that’s called faith, brother! Remember: Duty, Honor and Pride! PS: Meet me at Tribal here in Canggu, Bali, if you want to talk in more depth about this. I go there every day. It won’t be hard to find me.

I lived years in one single night. What an experience!!! I decided yesterday (technically even though I’m writing on the 15th of July’s journal it’s already the 16th) to go to Tribal, a co-working space complex and hostal where digital nomad’s from all over the world come to network and work online. I had seen so many YouTube videos of really famous YouTubers like Hamza himself recording from there and I could not wait another day before going there… it was my mission, I had to meet up with my people. So I set the goal and now I was a man in a mission. I rented a scooter (for only 4 dollars per day… truly wild!) I looked up the address on Google Maps and started my journey there. Despite my little experience riding a motorcycle I knew I couldn’t allow fear stop me, I chose to be brave and what a great choice that was… it gave me an amazing story to tell and confirmed the wisdom I have developed. I jumped on my scooter and started my trip. It was a less than 20 minutes ride if I remember correctly from my villa to Tribal. On my way I felt fear, I’m not going to lie, and while the thoughts of my mother telling me not to rent a scooter here and warning me about all those terrible accidents that happen on Bali… I effectively had my own. I came across a street road that was more gravel than actually street and tried to hit the break and even though I wasn’t speeding (my mistake, I learnt later on was to hit the break on the gravel which made the bike drift) I ended up having an accident. The bike drifted like crazy, I lost control of it and I ended up being dragged through the irregular hard ground of the road. My best Turkish cotton black shirt and my favorite pants ended up with massive holes and torn down by the friction. Almost immediately I stood up, not paying attention at the damage on my skin and the heavy blows my rights knee and elbow had taken and I just picked up the bike as well and kept riding towards my destination. Fear of the damage wasn’t even allowed to sink in and the pain was so fresh I could almost taste still the adrenaline running through my veins. I started to feel really dizzy and my vision got progressively blurrier and blurrier. I realized pretty soon that I would crash if I kept going. I was feeling extremely lightheaded and cold sweat and blood were dripping from me like water from a summer spring high up in the mountains. I had no choice but to stop. I sat down on a ledge sticking out of one of the stores near the sidewalk (if you can call it that, there’s no real sidewalks in abundance in Bali if you have ever been there or seen any pictures of the streets) with my white helmet on my hands and I could feel my head spinning and my vision getting darker and darker. Soon I understood I was about to faint. I knew I had nobody but my landlord to call. But I did not call him. I didn’t call anyone. I knew if I fainted there and closed my eyes I could wake up without a bike or a wallet easily. And even if it wasn’t so… what kind of man would faint after an accident? A normal man. But that’s not what I am, aren’t I?

3 years ago I got into self-improvement. I had been 4 years into this massive chronic depression and turned out I could have gotten out of it the whole time in only two weeks of doing the right habits. Meditation Working out Reading Those 3 simple things, building for myself a timetable and developing enough discipline to souly focus on that and stop my bad habits (playing video-games, smoking and drinking enrgy drinks while listening to music, partying with my friends while taking drugs and drinking and social media addiction). I did struggled with quitting smoking and listening to music while drinking energy drinks but that's a story for another day. The rest of them... all gone. I had no idea of how the brain worked, how dopamine worked, how instant gratification was poison and delayed gratification was the pathway to a better life, a life of meaning and actual acomplishments. I learned through self-improvement that disipline is just as painful as depression caused by instant gratification but you can either chose the pain that comes from growing or the pain that comes from decaying. It doesn't matter if you don't make a choice, because not making it only guarantees the later. After a while on self-improvement, naturally I started to look for a way to become productive beyond just taking care of my body, mind and soul. I wanted to grow, expand, build something, make money, contribute to the world, help other people. I'm not going to lie, I tried a bunch of business models (I knew I wasn't going to get a random job or anything, I was going to make money with a business, preferably online, I had read The Millionaire Fastlane by MJ DeMarco, I knew some shit now!)... I tried SMMA but no local businesses would take my services and I found cold outreach so fucking hard and painful, so I quitted that. I tried buying medical equipment to sell to private clinics, that flopped as well. I tried software development but it took me months to develop the shittiest of apps and I got discouragued and quitted as well (I wasn't that good programming, it really takes a lot of time and effort to learn). I tried more business models than I can remember right now to be honest.