Don’t talk about Fight Club
Men now a days are lost, sedated, confused.
There is a sickness in man, not one of the body, but one of the soul.
A sickness born of disconnection with true meaning of what a man is,
Illusion that comfort is the highest good, money determines your true value, how many hot chicks you've slept with this week, and how fast your new car is.
We've fallen so far from what true men actually encompass, mistaking materialism for manliness.
Modern men are afraid of everything that would make them men. Trading real world experiences with courses taken from fake alphas.
The same men who pose with rented Lamborghinis, selling the lifestyle without true wisdom of what makes a real man.
This has been happening for too long to keep me quiet and watching on the sidelines in sadness of where men of the world are heading,
There is instruction without wisdom, authority without authenticity, role models who are really just actors in expensive suits
In 1999, a film came out featuring Edward Norton and Brad Pitt called Fight Club
Edward plays the role of "The Narrator", a man trapped within the despair of living within the 9-5 rat race he was bred to be part of.
On the surface he was a successful man, climbing the ladder, checking all the boxes society told him mattered.
he has it all,
A good job at a corporation, an apartment filled with luxurious IKEA furniture, a wardrobe that reflected his status of making it.
He's done everything society has told him, yet he lives an unfulfilled life, night after night he can't even fall asleep with the discontent of living.
One day, he meets a man on a flight back home named Tyler Durden.
Tyler is everything the Narrator wishes he is, smart, good looking, takes fear head on, and doesn't care for how the world see's him.
Tyler lives like he's already dead - which means he's finally alive
He isn't attached to material possessions, he lives in a broken down house the Narrator assumes he probably is squatting in.
Once the two have met they part ways, The Narrator goes back to his fancy condo only to find it lit up in flames, looking at the damage done he finds all of his furniture he spent so much money he worked hard for destroyed.
He turns to one person for help in this moment, Tyler Durden.
The Narrator explains his grief over losing his possessions, he even says they were apart of him, it was as if a part of him that's now destroyed.
"The things you own, end up owning you." says Tyler
In this moment of loss, something clicked.
All those possessions he thought defined him were just chains.
Under Tyler's influence, he began to transform.
The sleepless corporate zombie started to wake up.
The passive consumer became an active creator.
The man who defined himself through purchases began defining himself through actions.
They stepped in the back of the bar and Tyler told The Narrator to hit him, hesitant, he did, then from that moment that's where real scars created men.
He learned to fight - not just with his fists, but against the system that had domesticated him.
He discovered that pain had a purpose: it reminds you that you are alive.
That struggle had meaning: it forged character.
The Narrator stopped being a victim of his circumstances and became the author of his destiny.
This is the journey every modern man needs to take: from sleepwalking consumer to awakened warrior.
From defining yourself by what you own to defining yourself by what you're willing to sacrifice for.
The Narrator's transformation shows us the first step toward authentic masculinity: you have to destroy who you think you're supposed to be to discover who you actually are
This is the modern dilemma with men, working themselves into a miserable state of despair, just existing to survive, turning to comfortability and taking advice from people who claim to be men but underneath the lies are far from one.
True men have forgotten their origins, and this is why I want to remind you of a true man who changed all of life as we know it.
His name might not have been heard by all men, or was forgotten in time, his name was Alexander the Great.
In 343 BCE Alexander sat across from one of the greatest minds of the ancient world.
His name is Aristotle, a true man of wisdom that would shape the young Alexander.
While other princes learned swordplay and politics, Alexander learned logic and ethics.
While they studied warfare, he studied the nature of existence itself.
While they memorized battle formations, he memorized Homer's Iliad - carrying it with him for the rest of his life, sleeping with it under his pillow even on campaign.
Just think about that for a moment.
The man who would conquer the known world spent his formative years not in military academies, but in philosophical discussions about virtue, justice, and the nature of leadership.
This is what separated Alexander from every other ambitious young man with a sword and a dream.
He wasn't just trying to conquer lands - he was trying to understand them.
He wasn't just defeating enemies - he was learning from them.
He wasn't just building an empire - he was spreading the very idea that knowledge and power, wisdom and strength, philosophy and warfare could be united in a single extraordinary life.
This is what separated Alexander from every other ambitious young man with a sword and a dream.
He wasn't just trying to conquer lands - he was trying to understand them.
He wasn't just defeating enemies - he was learning from them.
He wasn't just building an empire - he was spreading the very idea that knowledge and power, wisdom and strength, philosophy and warfare could be united in a single extraordinary life.
Modern masculinity has forgotten this ancient truth: that the greatest warriors have always been philosophers, and the greatest philosophers have never shied away from the battlefield of ideas
Alexander was preparing for an impossible task, to take on the Persian Empire.
To put this in perspective, Alexander only had a combined 47,000 men compared to Darius the Third's 100,000- 1,000,000 soldiers.
This could have been seen as an impossible task to conquer the Persian Empire, but as history would have it, he did just that.
However, Alexander was not just a man who wanted to conquer to control, he wanted to conquer to expand.
He would bring botanists to catalog new plants, historians to record what they found, philosophers to debate the meaning of their discoveries, and engineers to preserve the architectural wonders they encountered.
Alexander would eventually make his way to Egypt where he honored the culture, he wanted strongholds on the Mediterranean coast, so he built a city in Egypt we all know today as Alexandria
Here is where Alexander would build the Library of Alexandria, where all the knowledge of the world could be obtained and created.
Alexander stood as a great man.
He is the embodiment of what a true man is.
However on the other hand stands the men I see nowadays, Alexander's rival Darius the Third.
He didn’t take the throne because he proved himself in battle, he was given it by someone who thought he could be controlled.
He had the crown, the army, the gold — but when Alexander showed up, every weakness was exposed.
Twice on the battlefield, Alexander came straight for him… and twice, Darius ran.
That’s the difference between a man who inherited an image, and a man who earned his name.
We cannot live any longer in a world inhabited by egoic men, it has gotten us no where in society.
All ego leads to destruction of mankind, and these so called men preaching these messages of how to be a man are only teaching you to be egoic.
Ego blinds a man to truth. It makes him see others, especially women, as objects to validate his status rather than souls to be honored.
A true man rises above that
He understands that the strength of his masculinity is measured not in conquest or status, but in how he protects and uplifts the feminine.
Real men don't use woman as a status symbol, they love and cherish them for the beautiful creatures they are, they stick by their woman's side to guard and protect her, this is the opposite of what Darius did.
In the Battle of Issus, Alexander calvary push broke through Darius's defenses and charged directly at Darius
Seeing Alexander rushing towards him, Darius turned his chariot around and fled the battle.
Plutarch states he abandoned his chariot for a horse to escape faster, his escape led to the abandonment of his mother, wife and his 2 daughters.
Alexander found the woman and captured them but he actually treated these women with respect.
In most of history, when women were captured in war, the outcome was predictable — enslavement, humiliation, assault.
Even royal women weren’t safe. They were trophies. Political pawns. Symbols of dominance.
And if you think we’ve outgrown that, look at modern fake alphas — using women as status props, shaming them when they’re done, treating them as accessories to the brand, not as human beings.
Alexander didn’t do that. He broke the pattern.
He treated Darius’s mother, wife, and daughters as honored guests, not as spoils.
That’s not weakness. That’s strength. That’s the Divine Masculine — protecting and respecting the feminine, even when the world calls her your enemy.
Even in battle, a nation against an Empire, two men of opposite nature, the respect Alexander shared for Darius after his death marked why he bared his name the Great.
Darius had been on the run from Alexander, he had fled east near Bactria with a small faction of guards.
The group was becoming worried of their safety as the days passed by, this eventually led to his satrap Bessus betraying him.
They arrested him, stripped him of his royal regalia, and intended to hand him over to Alexander as a prisoner — likely to use him as a bargaining chip to secure their own positions.
When Alexander got too close, the conspirators panicked and stabbed Darius, leaving him mortally wounded in a cart.
Alexander’s advance party found him just before he died.
The accounts if Alexander spoke to him before he died or not has differing views, however, the reaction of Alexander is all accounted the same
Alexander covered Darius's body with his own cloak and sent the body back to Persepolis to be buried in the royal tombs of the Achaemenid kings — granting him the burial honors of a Persian “King of Kings.”
Alexander avenged Darius by hunting down Bessus, capturing him and executing him.
This act of honoring your enemy is what separates Alexander from most men.
Having the integrity to honor you opponent and understand when someone has been wronged in battle as Darius was,
Though Darius was not a good man, the death he had been given wasn't right to Alexander, so he honored him.
This is something very important when it comes to facing other men in battle, regardless of the outcome, you still honor and respect your opponent for facing you.
That’s the thing about real men — they don’t need to humiliate others to prove their strength.
They don’t just win. They lead. They protect. They build.
And that’s the same transformation we see in Fight Club.
The Narrator begins as a man trapped in comfort, sedated by possessions and routine.
Tyler Durden is his Alexander — the warrior inside him. The man who charges straight at the challenge instead of running from it.
Tyler teaches him to fight, to build, to lead — until the image of who he thought he was shatters, and the real man steps forward.
That’s what Alexander did. That’s what Tyler did. And that’s what every man has to do: destroy the illusion, so you can finally live the truth.
First rule of Fight Club is you don’t talk about Fight Club — because real men don’t need to announce their becoming.
They just become.
