Raising a family requires long-term financial stability, and the systems Gen Z inherited are crumbling.

1. Fiat Currency Is Failing

The U.S. dollar has lost over 90% of its value in the last century.
Inflation silently robs savings, making it nearly impossible to build generational wealth.
Traditional savings accounts no longer protect your purchasing power.

2. Housing and Childcare Costs Are Soaring

Gen Z faces unaffordable housing, record-high rent, and childcare that rivals a second mortgage.
Relying on debased fiat money to plan for a future family is like building a home on sand.

3. Bitcoin Is Scarce and Deflationary

Bitcoin has a fixed supply of 21 million — no one can print more.
As fiat continues to inflate, Bitcoin’s purchasing power tends to rise over time.
Owning Bitcoin is like buying land in cyberspace — digital property immune to central manipulation.

4. Self-Custody = Sovereignty

With Bitcoin, you are your own bank. No middleman, no censorship.
You can pass it directly to your children — no trust fund, no lawyers, no permission needed.

5. Time Preference Matters

Bitcoin teaches low time preference: the discipline to think long-term.
Raising a family requires sacrifice, planning, and stability — all aligned with the Bitcoin ethos.

Bottom Line

If Gen Z doesn’t learn Bitcoin, they risk working for money that’s melting in their hands.
But if they understand it, adopt it, and hold it wisely, they gain a chance to break free from the system,
build generational wealth, and create a future where raising a family is possible — not a luxury.

Why Walking Alone in the City Brings Freedom, Joy, and Clarity

What’s popping, people?
It’s Dante. Let’s climb up this cliff — yeah, this is real fitness. You don’t need a gym. Just climb a cliff in your local park.

I’m out here at the Fairmount Waterworks, walking the Schuylkill River Trail, finding uneven surfaces to hike up. That’s good for you. That’s real.

Why Exploration Brings Me Joy

I’ve lived in Philly my whole life. I’ve walked these streets a million times. But there’s still infinite novelty in it. I can walk through the same blocks and still find new ways to play — alone — and that’s a beautiful place to be as a human.

Exploration is joy. Walking with no agenda is a path to bliss.

In this weird modern world where everything feels atomized — where you’re stuck in a cubicle, on a team you don’t care about, in a building that steals your time — you can still thrive through something as simple as walking. Just being. Not dwelling on the past or tripping over the future. Just being present.

The Spirit of the Flâneur

I walk around the city like a flâneur — aimless, curious, soaking it all in. No schedule. No checklist. I can walk sunrise to sunset and be in that state of bliss. And I’ve come to this realization:

I don’t really need anything from this world anymore.

No validation. No applause. No “likes.”
Just God. That’s the only validation I care about now. That quiet inner peace — knowing that if I live aligned, if I build that relationship with the Creator — that’s enough.

The Illusion of Success

Man… every time I run into this one neighbor of mine, she starts the same script.

“My daughter went to Harvard.”
“My husband is a millionaire.”
“My son is a lawyer.”

And I’m sitting there like… you literally don’t even speak English, but you know those lines fluently?

Every interaction feels like a flex. Like success is a checklist of degrees and job titles. And then she hits me with:

“What is your profession?”
“What degree did you get?”

Smile. Nod. Get off the elevator. Back to my box. Sleep.

And it hits me — what is the goal here?
Money? Fame? Applause?

That kind of success feels empty now. Material, meaningless. Just a game of appearances.

Everyone’s Rushing… But to Where?

Have you noticed how everyone’s rushing? Every day — Target run, work commute, online orders, delivery vans, DoorDash, Uber, whatever.

But where are you going?

Like… what is this rat race even for? Is anything actually happening?

Dystopia on the Highway

I don’t drive. I walk barefoot with my shirt off.
But every once in a while, I’ll hop in a car with family or friends — and when I’m on the highway, I look out at the sea of traffic and it’s like…

This is a dystopian movie. Sci-fi level weird.

Cars on cars on cars. Endless congestion.
But again — where are y’all going?
What’s the point?

It’s like the city’s built on paper shuffling and keystrokes. And the only real work? It’s the people sweeping the streets, hauling the garbage, fixing the pipes. The rest is just noise.

Proof of Work? Where?

I started thinking about Bitcoin. Proof of work.

And I thought: What’s the proof of work for fiat currency?

Shouldn’t it be:

Clean streets
Maintained roads
Trash picked up
Parks taken care of
Water fountains actually working?

That’s where our tax dollars go, right?

But there is no proof of work.
The roads are trash. Glass everywhere. I can’t even ride my bike to work without popping a tire. So I just take the bus. Honestly, it’s better.

Economic Slavery Disguised as a Career

We’re $37 trillion in debt.
And everyone’s just running — chasing paper.

It’s the carrot-on-a-stick economy straight into your grave.

Then what? You get replaced by the next battery.
A new human to extract energy from.

Money is economic energy.
It’s your time and labor, compressed into currency.

But the currency keeps inflating. Your labor gets devalued. And you start to feel it — every time you swipe your card for groceries.

The Strike That Said Everything

Philly had a strike the other week.
The street cleaners walked out.

Trash piled up. The whole city stank. Nothing got picked up until they negotiated a wage increase.

And yeah, sure — they deserve it. But let’s be real:

It’s like asking your captor to loosen the rope around your neck.

It doesn’t fix the root issue. We’re still trapped in the same loop.

Green Water, Green Money

Check out this pond. The water’s green.
Same color as money.

But why is it green?
Lack of maintenance.
Neglect.

It feels like a metaphor for everything.

Are We Devolving?

Sometimes I think… maybe we peaked before the Industrial Revolution. Maybe back then, things had more soul. More meaning.

Now?

It’s just convenience, consumption, and comfort.

The human spirit is dulled.
The streets are cracked.
And the fountains don’t work.

And I’m out here walking barefoot, chasing bliss.

Thanks for coming on this walk with me.

Let’s keep moving.

—Dante

be like a retard, and you will enter the kingdom of God

Basketball in Baltimore

This is one of the earliest photographs I made on the streets.

In 2016, I was photographing around the West Baltimore neighborhood — Sandtown, Winchester — very frequently with my Ricoh GR2. I’d tuck it in my pocket, walk around… this was just the kind of scene available to me in my backyard while attending university.

I spotted the mural. I noticed the beautiful light — it was golden hour, the sun setting. I saw the shadows and the light cast on the mural and I had to approach.

One of the first things I did:

I approached the people.
Asked for permission.
Told them I’m a student.
They were eager and open to letting me photograph them.

Pro Tip:

Breaking the ice, getting permission, and getting closer physically and emotionally leads to more impactful photographs.

In the frame:

Foreground: A man gazing downward at his hand.
Background: Another man looking up at the basketball on his fingertips, with light casting on his face.
Right side: Two men looking back towards me.

There’s a spiral composition here — a windmill effect. It’s strange, mysterious, visually impactful.

Other details:

Shadows of basketball players, including my own shadow.
The interaction of the shadow basketball with the mural basketball.
Gesture of the boy with an outstretched hand on his forehead.
Smokestack from the mural interacting visually with a hand gesture.

Always follow your intuition.

I saw a beautiful background, I approached openly, and through honesty and curiosity, I came home with complexity.

Why Light Is Thumos: Sunlight, Courage, and the Photographer’s Soul

Check out this big tree that has fallen here in the Centennial Arboretum.

What’s poppin people? It’s Dante.

Today, I’m thinking about thumos and light — and why I believe that light ultimately is thumos, in a way.

What Is Thumos?

Thumos means spiritedness.

Plato, in The Republic, describes thumos as:

Courage
Honor
A sort of indignation
That deep willpower somebody possesses within their heart

I think about thumos in the context of Achilles in the Iliad — driven by that kind of rage, that fire, that relentless hunger for honor.

The Child and the Forest

“When I think of thumos and spiritedness, I think of a child.”

For me, when I was a boy, I would explore in the forest. I remember climbing trees as tall as these in the canopy. I’d be so high that if I fell, I’d die.

I’d build teepees with sticks, sharpen spears, try to hunt deer. I had this inner thumos when I was born. This call to adventure.

Maybe modern society sucks it out of you as you get older.
But I can tell you — since I was a boy — I had this inner explorer within me.

Light Charges the Soul

Now thumos in the context of light — that’s where it gets interesting.

I look at it practically. Light gives me energy. Fire. Fuel.

When I wake up for the sunrise and let the light pour into my eyes, I’m literally:

Setting my circadian rhythm
Rising with the sun
Sleeping with the sun
Regenerating my cells
Recharging my spirit

“Jesus famously says that your eye is the window to the soul.”

So maybe, by letting the sunlight enter your eyes, with no sunglasses,
you’re literally charging your soul.

Courage Is Core

The word courage comes from cor — meaning heart.

And thumos is that exact same thing.

“Courage, I think, is the number one virtue to possess as a human.”

Crossing the Creek

Here I am at a stream. I remember, as a little boy, I’d make bridges with stones to cross these.

And now at 29 years old, I’m doing the same.
Still building, still crossing, still living my childhood dream.

“It requires courage to go out into the open world. To move your body, frankly.”

Because when you’re out there, anything can happen.
A tree could fall and kill you — like the one you just saw down on the road.

Light = Energy = Courage

I believe courage, spiritedness, thumos — it all stems from light.

Not in some mystical woo-woo way.
But in a physical, tangible, practical way.

By aligning with the light —
letting it beam through your eyes —
you wake up refreshed, rejuvenated, powerful.

That physiological power becomes spiritual power.

It gives you the courage to move.
The curiosity to explore.
The fire to conquer.

Soul As Body

Forget the mystical. What if your body is your soul?

“Realistically, when you consider your physical body as the soul, it sets things into perspective.”

So for me, thumos isn’t abstract.
It’s in the sunlight.
It’s in the trees.
It’s in the clean air.
It’s in the movement.
It’s in the testosterone firing from walking under the sun.
It’s in the physiology of it all.

Photography as a Spiritual Practice

“What is our goal as photographers? To follow the light. To wield the light. To draw with light.”

Photography = Light + Surface

Phos (φως) = Light
Graphei (γραφει) = Drawing

We draw with light.
We etch moments into eternity.

“Maybe you can’t live forever, but at least you can make a photograph.”

Let the Soul Live On

By photographing the light — by photographing life —
maybe pieces of your soul can live on.

So practice photography with courage.
With thumos.

“By taking the light and bringing it to flesh… our spirit will live on through the work we create.”

Final Word

Yeah, maybe I shouldn’t put my Ricoh in my pocket… too much dirt out here.

But the message is simple:

Follow the light.

Don’t Forget Your Shield

What’s poppin’ people?
It’s Dante — getting my morning started here in the Centennial Arboretum.

Today’s thought is funny…
I’m walking in pain — real lower back pain — and this line hit me:

Don’t forget your shield when you go into battle.

The Training

So here’s the situation:

For the past couple months, I’ve been in the boxing gym —
daily, with zero breaks.

We’re talking:

Heavy bag work
Agility drills
Ashtanga yoga
Rowing, sprinting, tuck jumps
Throwing wet medicine balls at walls
Footwork, hips unlocked, ninja mode active

All of it — every day.
No excuses. No rest.

And honestly — it’s been fun as hell. Intense. Life-changing.
This is will to power stuff.

The Recovery Routine (That I Skipped)

After that first week — my nervous system was toast.
So I implemented this shield:

Hot bath every night
Epsom salt
Big meal
Then sleep

That became sacred. Non-negotiable.
Until… last night.

I skipped it.
And at 3am?

Excruciating pain.
My back locked up and I yelled out loud — no exaggeration.

Listen to Athena: Recovery Is the Shield

So what happened?

I ignored the warning signs.
Didn’t stretch. Didn’t bathe. Didn’t listen to my body.
And now I’m limping around with Athena slapping me in the face.

“You forgot your shield, my guy.”

And that shield?
It’s not just a metaphor — it’s literal:

Sleep
Epsom salt baths
Breath work
Stretching
Electrolytes
Animal-based nourishment

Raw Milk + Raw Honey = Natural Gatorade

I’ve been on a 100% carnivore diet for over 2 years.
But once I started this intense training, my body started craving something more.

So I added:

Raw milk (grass-fed, straight from the Amish)
Raw honey
Raw cheese

It’s like natural Gatorade — full of electrolytes, nutrients, and healing compounds.
And it’s working. I sleep better. I recover faster.
The difference is real.

“Carnivore gave me the foundation. Raw dairy gave me the recovery.”

Mastery Is in the Micro-Movements

Now I’m focusing deeper:

Pelvic floor engagement
Internal abdominal locking muscles
Subtle breath control

This is that micro-level training that separates the casual from the committed.

“I’ve got the power. I’ve got the longevity. But without recovery? It’s over.”

The Real Shield Protocol 🛡

Let me spell it out:

Train hard
Eat real meat
Drink raw milk + honey
Take a hot bath with Epsom salt at night
Sleep deep
Wake up, do it again
Start with another hot bath + cold shower combo

That’s the cycle. That’s how you attack with repetition.

Lancaster Run: Life Hack

Also — life hack:

I drive out to Lancaster every few months,
buying hundreds of pounds of beef directly from the Amish farmers.

Why?

Because:

Quality matters
Meat is medicine
You are what you eat
Cheap eggs aren’t worth it

“Buy the most expensive eggs in the grocery store. They’re worth it.”

I cook everything in:

Beef tallow
Ghee
Butter
No seed oils. Ever.

Final Thought: Pain as Teacher

“Pain is a teacher.”

Last night was brutal.
But it was necessary.
Because I forgot the shield. I forgot the protocol.
And the body doesn’t lie.

So today — I’m slowing down.

Laying by the pool.
Taking another bath.
Sleeping early.
Breathing deep.
Letting the body recover.

Remember:

Don’t forget your shield before you go into battle.
Train like Achilles. But don’t forget what makes him unstoppable.

It’s not the sword.
It’s the shield.

Night Routine is more important than morning routine

For instance:

if you’re up late at night, scrolling on TikTok, X, YouTube, or watching TV in bed, etc. You’re gonna wake up, feeling drained. You’re gonna have a long night ahead of you, and it will be difficult to fall asleep. However, if you come home from boxing, break your fast by eating satiating food, like red meat, raw milk, raw cheese, raw, honey, and some fermented kimchi, get in a hot bath, take a cold shower, and then just tuck yourself in bed as early as possible, you’ll wake up in the morning feeling unstoppable.

March 18, 2025 – Philadelphia

How to Find Your Style in Street Photography

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How to Find Your Style in Street Photography

The Journey of Finding Your Style

What’s poppin’ people, it’s Dante! I’ve been reflecting on style in street photography. Finding your unique style is a journey, and I believe it’s more about your approach than post-processing or technical tweaks.

For the past two years, I’ve been transitioning from color to black and white. But when I compare my old color work to my recent black-and-white frames, I still see my voice running through them. That showed me something important—developing a unique vision in photography is possible, no matter what tools you use.

But to get there, you need three things: consistency, discipline, and courage.

Focus on the Essentials

It’s easy to get caught up in gear. What camera should I use? What lens? Should I shoot film or digital? Black and white or color? All of that is noise. The real work begins when you simplify.

Here’s what worked for me:

Stick to one camera and one lens. Limiting your tools forces you to focus on seeing rather than tinkering.
Pick a direction—color or black and white—and commit. Constraints fuel creativity.
Stay consistent and disciplined. Shoot regularly and stick with your setup long enough to develop a rhythm.

If you’re experimenting early on, that’s fine. But after a year of exploring, it’s time to lock in. Discipline pushes growth.

The Role of Courage

Finding your voice in photography has everything to do with how you engage with the world. Photography isn’t about photography. It’s about life.

“If you want to get close to life, you need the courage to stand on the front lines.”

For me, this meant getting physically close to my subjects. I’ve always been drawn to raw human energy, and that closeness is reflected in my work. To do that, you have to be bold, audacious, and willing to face rejection or discomfort.

Learn from the Masters

Studying the work of great photographers shaped how I see. Some of the biggest influences on my style:

William Klein

Loose, raw compositions and fearless engagement with subjects.

Alex Webb

Mastery of light, shadow, and layered complexity.

Larry Towell

Deeply intimate, emotionally rich documentary work.

James Nachtwey

Confronting the harsh realities of conflict, unflinching and raw.

Sebastião Salgado

The power of traveling with a camera and seeing the world beyond your own bubble.

If you want to develop your style, immerse yourself in the work of those you admire. Study the greats, but don’t copy. Absorb and synthesize.

“You need to understand what has been done before you to know what can be done.”

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Cultivate Your Voice Through Experience

Developing a style isn’t just about studying the masters—it’s about putting yourself out there. For me, that meant traveling, volunteering, and immersing myself in different cultures and environments.

Some pivotal experiences included:

Volunteering in Israel and Palestine – Living on a kibbutz, working with Palestinian families, and photographing humanity up close.
Traveling to Zambia – Spending time in rural communities, photographing funerals, baptisms, and daily life.
Shooting daily in Philadelphia – Practicing in my own city sharpened my skills for bigger adventures.

“To create photographs that resonate, you have to be present in the world.”

These experiences taught me that photography isn’t just about composition—it’s about where you choose to place yourself. Travel, explore, and let your surroundings influence your work.

The Power of Photo Book

One of the most inspiring tools in my journey has been photo books. For example, Alex Webb’s The Suffering of Light became my bible for street photography. It’s 30 years of his best work, and every time I revisit it, I find something new.

Photo books transport you to new places and perspectives. I recommend:

Studying the best work you can find.
Asking yourself: What makes this photograph great? What emotions does it evoke?
Breaking down how light, color, and composition interact.

Keep Moving Forward

If there’s one lesson I’ve learned, it’s this:

“Never stop moving, never stop making, never stop exploring.”

Curiosity fuels creativity. It pushes you to see more, frame more, and make more photographs. I’ve been photographing for a decade now, and I’m still just getting started.

Your journey will be endless. Wherever you are in it, embrace the process.

Final Thoughts

If you’re struggling to find your style, remember:

Simplify. Limit your tools and make decisive choices.
Study the greats. Learn from their work and build on it.
Put yourself out there. Travel, explore, and stay curious.
Be disciplined. Consistency is the foundation of growth.
Be courageous. Push yourself to the front lines of life.

Finding your voice isn’t about forcing a style or chasing trends. It’s about showing up every day, pressing the shutter, and trusting the process.

Photography is life itself. Style emerges from experience. So stop dwelling. Stop overthinking. Just get out there, make more photographs, and keep going.

Peace.

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