Ricordati che devi morire

Let me tell you about my favorite mythological hero.

When Menelaus was wounded, Diomedes entered a tunnel vision. It was time for a serious stabbing.
He stabbed the hero Eneas first. Aphrodite decided to defend him, Aphrodite get stabbed too.
So Apollo said to Diomedes, dude you're a little stabby, let's talk about it.
Then Diomedes says, well sit the fuck down Sun god, and in order to make the point clear he stabbed Ares, the god of war who went to his father Zeus crying.

We have a hero mortally stabbed, two gods stabbed, a god stabbed in his feelings and at least two dozen Trojans stabbed to death too.

Moral of the story : sometimes, remember that even if your fate is decided, it is always time for a mayhem.
To hell even your feelings and fear: you are mortal. Everything is better for us , because it will end.

Stab it.


Tomorrow my coach will held a full contact, bare hands pankration event, door closed. It's time for a proper war. Ready for violence. Reading the Iliad tonight to get ready.

Closed gym.
KRATOS event.
Pankration bare hands and knees.
No gloves.
No glory.
Only honor.

I dominate every one of my 3 matches.

Time ago my coach told me, chose what you want to be and act accordingly.

I dedicate this day to my friend Giulia who passed away one week ago.

Stage di combattimento in zona Rovereto a cura di Leonardo (metodo kratos, pugilato ) e di Mirko (insegnante registrato grappling Lottatori, Milano).

Sistema di combattimento Dire Dogs a mani nude.
Stage base. Nessun requisito.

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I was 8 years old. Outside school I bought a Japanese comic and I decided to join the local karate class because I wanted to become like one of those amazing and powerful characters.
My journey into martial arts started.

In your hands you have an enormous power: a little action, through creativity or other ways, can ignite something that will change lives.

Your life first.
Take care of your creativity and your dreams. Try to put them into action and creation.

We can't really know how many people, through an image, a picture or a random meeting, will change in better thanks to a little seed.

Hate, malice and envy will only destroy you through the illusion of power without action and without risk.

Your legend is not built around who you are but around what you are able to change, create, and sometimes destroy.

Our lives are a constant chain reaction. Be aware of it and act accordingly.

And thanks to that guy for that comic.

Planning to live in the woods for three months this summer since I will not work (finally).

I will spend this weekend building a shelter and doing what I love most, training, tracking animals in the woods and making this place more comfortable.

Wish you all a nice weekend.

From my mother side I came from a long line of people who wanted to live bravely and free but without selling their soul to the Great Dragon which is modern day system of addictive laws.

My grandfafher was basically a gaucho in a romantic sense. He used to own a herd and a land, living selling food and milk to locals hand to hand. He used to live in Australia, riding horses, working hard. His wife, once, spilled cow milk on the police chief desk because his men used to stop her every day while transporting products from their farm.

She's 84 and still attends protests against the cutting of trees in our place of origin, still getting controls by some police officers (how brave).

I'm proud to trying to keep alive my family spirit. But at the same time, we can't live under the shadow of something that is no more.

Keep taking inspiration by your best ancestors, and be brave enough to keep distance from the worst, aknowledge it, if necessary, condemn them. They live in you but you are not them.

I'm not a comic book reader from around my 20ees.

By the way there are a couple of very useful things that Superman reminds me every day since I decided to build a Tribe and live off the grid.

The first one, is that the true identity of Superman is Superman himself. When he acts as Clark Kent, he is just mimicking us humans.

Kal El is what he is, and he is showing the world what he really is. The mask is Clark Kent. The opposite of every super hero or villain.

Why am I saying this retarded dumb thing ? First because I'm not great at explaining things.
But secondly: When I decided to live within a tribe, therefore to act when It's needed , I found my true self through my own dimension.
I don't need to interact with people, I don't need their imposed spectrum of emotions and laws to understand what is wrong and what is right. Being a DDog, wasn't something I needed, it wasn't a rite of passage.

It was to start acting in order to be what I always wanted and felt since I was a kid.

Truth is, if you are struggling to join or form a tribe think twice. Maybe it's what you are. Maybe it's not.

I saw many people failing hard. And I can tell you: there is no way to embrace this kind of life. You are born like this, or you are not. We are not all the same and exactly because of it, you should not mimic something you are not convincing yourself that's your true identity.

It is written. And this is why should take your own path without shame.

But whit time, I also understood that Honor stands before glory. At the end of the story you understand that maybe, the true hero is Jonathan Kent.

I hope you get the final message.

Now I go doing my 100 burpees to cleanse my soul from this dumb metaphors.

Head
Heart
Balls
( testa, cuore, coglioni)

Those 3 magic words are the pillars of boxing from where I come from.

Head. Self control, discipline, the way we have to connect and understand the gods.

Heart. Literally cardio. At the same time our inner metaphor for spirit and passion. Boxing is Heart. No breath, no spirit, no victory.

Balls. Masculinity and stubbornness. Courage and boldness. Literally what makes a man, especially during this corrupted time ruled by maggots and fake men.

When you fight, physically, no fucking metaphore here, repeat the mantra. It will makes you a man of iron.

Testa. Cuore. Coglioni.
Testa. Cuore. Coglioni.

Already 3 baby goats and 3 lambs

All of them are healthy.

This is indeed a rainy good spring. At least for now.

I don't have a day of rest from work. I don't earn much. At 7 pm I'm tired and done.

Despite this, I feel free, strong and I known I accomplished something during the day.

Freedom lies where there is extreme effort and risk.

Once you realize that, and convince yourself to jump over that fucking line, you will realize you can actually truly change the world.

My last round bare hands.

Put yourself in danger.

Surround yourself only by people with the will to test themselves and yourself in a respectful but possibily dangerous way.

Be sure to explore what dangerous means beyond knuckles in your face.

In my tribe, developing our identity, we found ourselves much more focused on our land and territory and how to protect it from voracious and well dressed despoilers instead of mere martialism and sports, training survivalism, farming, mechanic work, hunting and stalking in the woods.

The amount of skills that follows the will to be part of a committed group is almost infinite.

This morning I was hugging my woman. She was going emotional since we found a young sheep dead, probably choked while eating.

Two small lambs were trying to suck some milk from her dead and cold body.

Still, I took a look to the blue sky, and everything was perfect.

When your work is working with life itself and in the middle of an untamed valley, you can touch the irrationality of nature.

The humanization of nature it's a very subtle mechanic created by materialism, ego, and the need to feel morally superior.

At the end of the day there is no math, science or law that can explain this chaotic, feral reality.

To survive is probably the only autentic way to live, to taste this perfect, yet brutal and beyond human comprehension reality.

Maybe there is no really a good or evil, but only predator and prey.

Ironically, it is in the human nature, to feel pain and compassion even for the emotionless laws of nature.

That is probably why we can feel what is wrong and what is right. At least.

Pressure = Growth

There is no way to truly understand and live your own masculinity outside confrontation and competition.

Being huge or skilled is worthless if you don't want to prove it.

A competition is one of the few ways we have to live the moment, and in this case, it's the moment we prepared through sweat and blood.

Only in the extreme action you can acknowledge the essence of the divine will, the powerful hammer able to destroy or forge.

In the current era we must be sure we are swinging that hammer with cold will and brute force, with perfect aim and powerful, terrific, strong arms pumping blood and adrenaline.

Spring meeting on the alps with the Dogs.

Wrestling, boxing, hiking.

Wish you all a good weekend

Essential rule: everytime you throw a punch, your hand must go back to his place, or you will lose your guard.
If you find yourself against a counterstriker with a hand down after a hit, you're dead.

Essential truth : because of greed , economical booms and rampaging materialism, from when we were children, we were taught to take down our guard.

Go in a big city. Think only about making big money. Be sure you can pay your bills, and more you can pay more you can live easily. Become like the people you see on tv. Small environments are old and laughable.
Basically, cut your roots.
Sell your soul.

Never lose your guard.
Never put down that hand after a strike.

Once you lower your guard, and for some reason you don't take a hit after that, you will become imprudent till something big hit your face in order to kill you.

Hit hard, defend yourself, and don't believe in lies even if they pay you for your soul.

The act of killing for natural purposes, may be for self sustaining, survival or even mercy, connects directly with the divine, without passing through philosophy, emotions and mental masturbation.

There is no fight, no animosity, nothing personal.

You kill, butcher, you do the most primal thing your ancestors did when they decided to emulate predators.

Taking an animal life is The Moment, where there is nothing, no past, no future.

Of course, every extreme sport athlete knows exactly what I'm talking about: the moment you climb the highest mountain, you face another person who wants to knock you out, the moment you jump from a waterfall and so on.

If you want to talk about god, gods and spirits, be sure you are doing God's work.
Be sure you are facing the irrational with your flesh and bones, were reality collapses and nothing is left but the Moment.

The hardest resistance training is never the weight room - that’s simply a bare minimum.

It’s fighting the urge to quit, to do less, to be less, to give in to our base selves or desires.

It’s fighting the slow creep of normalcy, of banality… the insidious whispers of surrender or heartlessness.

The physical training is a great and simple reminder - much effort yields much reward.

Great things seldom come to those who cannot follow even their own rules.