Our Story
In Israel, where the sirens rarely stop, I train and teach Ninjutsu. Not an ascetic, nor a famous champion, just a guy with ordinary strength. For decades my dojo was little more than a basketball court laid with used, blue mattresses, yet each dawn I stepped to train, doing something stronger than my lazy inertia. Fifty years have passed.
It is me—older, balding, stubborn even after injuries—who gathered the practitioners, my stained notebooks and flickering VHS cassettes that would one day become this living archive. I integrated them, like stones in a wall: for decades, wishing that each would bear the weight of the next student.
What started in 1985 as a small group became larger AKBAN through some miracle. Documented not from vanity, but from necessity, over 1,400 videos and hundreds of articles are now here, covering 11,000 techniques and lessons that form a path to mastery.
The work drew others: Renzo Gracie, Ernesto Hoost, Ricardo De la Riva, masters who understood that knowledge should be tested, refined and shared across different belief systems. Old scrolls met modern understanding. Outdated techniques were filtered with the harsh Israeli sun.
Now practitioners across Europe and America walk this same path. The archive stretches deeper than any single lifetime, lessons that bend toward a single promise: mastery is not granted by looking at mastery, though that helps too, mastery is earned day by day. Mastery is gray, and that is why it is possible.
We are stepping on an old path. We have a destination, but the walking is good too.
For those willing to enter, everything is here, some things are worth a lifetime of attention.