The Tao Of Strength

I am about to tell you the most memorable thing that happened during my days as a bouncer.

It was a Saturday afternoon and I had gone to my moms house to help her move some boxes.

While I was there I happened to find a copy of The Tao Te Ching, an ancient Chinese  philosophical/religious text written by a named Lao Tzu.

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Lao Tzu

I just put the book in my pocket and forgot about it.

A few hours later when I returned back home I found that I’d locked myself out. As I sat on the back porch, key less and bored. I reached into my pocket and discovered the book I had inadvertently picked up a few hours earlier.

If you’ve ever had a chance to read the Tao, you know it is full of many profound insights and wisdom. For some strange reason, that day one verse stood out to the most.

“Weapons are instruments of fear; they are not a wise man’s tools.

He uses them only when he has no choice.

Peace and quiet are dear to his heart.

And victory no cause for rejoicing.

If you rejoice in victory, then you delight in killing;

If you delight in killing, you cannot fulfill yourself.”

Little did I know how much that verse would serve me later on that day.

That evening when I got to work, I was assigned a post on the 4th-floor rooftop patio. My shift began like any other, walking the floor looking for people who had drank too much and were becoming belligerent.

There were no signs of trouble so I started chatting with one of the owners Dominic.We had a funny relationship where every time I saw him it would resort to shit talking. This time the topic at hand was who could drink more.

That night he had decided to teach me a lesson and ordered up some shots. When mine came out it was a massive cup of JD (picture a coffee mug) which I was supposed to drink in one shot.

As a big, strong S.O.B who never backs down, I downed that muthaf*cker in one-shot.

Bad move!

All I remember was getting hot as hell, taking off my jacket and things getting blurry.

To make things worse, the moment I threw it back, a fight broke out…

I don’t know how but somehow I defused the situation. When I got back to my post my jacket was gone.

Everyone in the area got the third degree, this was my favorite jacket. There was no way ANYONE was gonna take it from me.

I was about to get all Silverback when one of the busboys ran over telling me he had seen someone leaving with my jacket on.

We bolted down the stairs. My rage cut through the drunkenness and fueled every step. All I could think about was how poorly things were about to play out for that fool who had taken my shit.

We reached the bottom floor just in time to see the culprit walking out the door with my jacket on. He was a tiny man and the jacket sloped over his diminutive frame.

With a powerful lunge I reached out and grabbed him by the scruff. Without hesitating I whipped him around and demanded to know why he had my jacket on.

I must’ve caused quite the commotion because guys stationed by the door ran over. Within minutes the thief was surrounded by a swarm of angry of Behemoths.

I still remember it clear as day… a fellow bouncer yelled, “Just give us the word TKO, and this thief is A DEAD MAN!”

So many thoughts coursed through my head.

I had visions of stomping this chump into the ground, leaving him there broken and bloodied but right then a strange calmness came over me.

A little voice in my head reminded me about those powerful words I read by Lao Tzu earlier that day.

But, I hadn’t spent years building up size and strength just so I could thump on fools!

I took my jacket back without laying a finger on the thief.

I warned him if I ever saw him again, I wouldn’t be so kind.

And that was the day i decided to turn in my flashlight… my days of beating fools down were over.

Nowadays rather than bust people up… I BUILD MEN UP!

This Is My Life’s Mission.
I won’t settle until I’ve done all I can to Turn Boys Into Big, Strong, Assertive Men — Who know how to stand their ground and live up to their potential.

And THAT is why I created The Big Man Strong system. 

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Go BIG or Go Home,

Teiko (TKO)

PS – Big shout to Elliott for linking us up together.  — I’m happy to be here GROWING BIGGER with you all.