Someone out there needs your story. Someone out there needs to see you succeed so they know it's possible for them too.

The Greatest of Men, could have everything stripped from them and yet they can take it all back. It's not on them. It's in them.

You can't humble me when my power comes from a source you can't touch.

Women are an enigma, a mystery untold, A puzzle unbroken, more precious than gold. Perhaps God knew, in wisdom profound, Their beauty fades if ever unbound.

The greatest test of resilience and willpower in life is: How well you accept the misfortunes that life will throw at you due to no fault of your own.

Parents who were able to regulate their emotions.

You will never find what you are actively searching for when you desire it the most. And then one find day, when you are nonchalant, minding your own business, you will find it lying in front of you casually. This goes for a needle to women to opportunities in life.

A man who can not get himself under 15% body fat and put some muscles at least once in his 20s deserves the life of an ordinary cockroach where he is mocked at every opportunity available.

True greatness emerges in solitude. It is in the absence of applause, under the weight of isolation, that the will to power reveals itself. Who you are when unseen determines whether you ascend or falter, for the struggles of the self shape the destiny of the soul.

The ultimate measure of a race, individual, or tribal group’s IQ is how much bragging they indulge in once they get a taste of power. If you see them bragging more than actually delivering results, it’s a blatant display of low IQ.

Men do not have soul mates. Men have women they like and should work tirelessly to possess them. Love is fake. Possess her instead.

The day you decide to prioritise someone else over your own self, that day is the beginning of your end.

You must use your body’s wisdom to navigate earth; it’s a partnership between dimensions.

He who chases convenience seals the prophecy of ruin. Masochism is gentleman’s metamorphic art-sacrifice. Only pain transforms the male specimen. Mother Nature is infallible; male biology is designed for ritual slaughter.

Masculinity is the absolute embracement of responsibility.

Cheap of spirit is the man-boy who collects/hoards phantasmagoria of the automated feminine. Parasocial limerence is soul disease.

Dynamic obsession is the only worship. He who moves Heaven and Earth for a glimpse of the Veiled Venus touches the Great Womb-Tomb.

Mother is matter, spirit, and void. All mortal men of love come undone; only the Destructive Lord grasps Her ever-undulating core.

Resolute intention is the mother of momentum.