The guerilla way!

When I treat life as a way, I live life the The Guerilla way.

Fight the enemy outside and also the one within.

So there is no escape from the war irrespectively.

This life being an illusion, I have no yearning for it.

Or will make any effort to hold on to it.

The starting point is that I embrace death whichever way it comes.

Never and ever seek mercy for life as that's a bad bad deal.

Be alone and know I am my sole friend.

Real men do not need friends or depend on one.

When there is no clinging to life why to depend on anything for any gain.

Be a master of solitude; needing none while living the best moments in it.

Life is an illusion and so are words.

Never engage in talks, specially to women and fools.

I can never win the war of talk with them and return will be inescapable.

Keep no friends merely for support as that's the nature of female folks and gays.

A man comes alone and he leaves this life alone.

I will give up anything anytime with any needed effort.

There is nothing worthy to cling to.

Love and worship myself for all the efforts I make

And give myself a strong helping hand when I fall.

There isn't any nor will be any whom I must expect from.

Nullify the mind as that makes me unmanly.

Stay away from gaiety, music, poetry, arts, leisure, pleasure and related. That weakens the nerves.

And drags me down further into illusion.

Yesterday, tomorrow, nothing exists as it's unmanly to count on illusions and anticipations.

I will live life and die out as if nothing existed or ever happened.

Never count on any; neither people, fate or luck.

As that's unmanly and both are subject to change and conditions.

Be careless about life; giving no attention to praise or censure

If if ever I find that I am living only for eating, pleasure and all that draws further to illusion.

And I am unable to find any way out of it.

Act the guerilla way. Take the gun and shoot myself in a way with the prospect of no return.

Enjoy the most when nothing is there so that I value the minimum thing I get.

People with two friends need there and it ends; with anything.

But if I am happy with myself with nothing, I will value a single friend who will be my world.

Or happy with the the smallest object I get.

Desire never ends, and when I have risen above that; nothing else that I'm aware of remains to be realized.