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Gym Is Church
it takes a certain kind of humility for
a man to blindly submit
to a regimen conjured from the depths
of his soul...to forge himself into a specimen
to see his endgame in the now
peering past his present circumstance
as he endures the pain of pressurized time...
channeling his inner Atlas
placing the world he wants squarely
on his shoulders..burdening his neo-beast
cornering his belief system...here in his gym
his church...his dungeon..his damnation
his chamber of redemption reconciliation and restitution
where nightly inquisitions are held as lie detectors
interfacing with fear through courage
sweating away weakness...tearing away at fibers
destroying...rebuilding...unyielding
as his mantra echoes from the netherworld
about the sacred roots of desire
harvested from the heart..harnessed in the mind
hardened though the body
and it is here where digs deeper
applying his God-body principles in spades
his Prometheus in Hades
as his Shadow-self flogs him
humbling his ego..looking for his Heretic..his Judas
only to find a purified Him distilled
and chiseled through fire of the Spirited
as the last man standing
a man to blindly submit
to a regimen conjured from the depths
of his soul...to forge himself into a specimen
to see his endgame in the now
peering past his present circumstance
as he endures the pain of pressurized time...
channeling his inner Atlas
placing the world he wants squarely
on his shoulders..burdening his neo-beast
cornering his belief system...here in his gym
his church...his dungeon..his damnation
his chamber of redemption reconciliation and restitution
where nightly inquisitions are held as lie detectors
interfacing with fear through courage
sweating away weakness...tearing away at fibers
destroying...rebuilding...unyielding
as his mantra echoes from the netherworld
about the sacred roots of desire
harvested from the heart..harnessed in the mind
hardened though the body
and it is here where digs deeper
applying his God-body principles in spades
his Prometheus in Hades
as his Shadow-self flogs him
humbling his ego..looking for his Heretic..his Judas
only to find a purified Him distilled
and chiseled through fire of the Spirited
as the last man standing
Published 7th Oct 2023
Author's Note
Still with humility as the theme moving my quill
Inspired by pic and my bodybuilding days from the late 90's to
the early 2000's. Dark and beautiful where those times
in the gym when I craved for pain
Inspired by pic and my bodybuilding days from the late 90's to
the early 2000's. Dark and beautiful where those times
in the gym when I craved for pain
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7th Oct 2023 4:29pm
whoa... whoa.. super hot body...sexy..well you have presented very beautifully the hunger about to go gym.."in the gym when I craved for pain.." I liked this captain line very much...
7th Oct 2023 4:57pm
That's a great way of putting it at the gym you hungered for pain. I can relate at times in my life. This was a very cool piece you wrote!
7th Oct 2023 8:37pm
As they say in the ARMY NO PAIN NO GAIN OF STRENGTH AND COURAGE TO CONTINUE TO COMPLETE THE TASK AT HAND 👏👌💯👍
11th Oct 2023 3:56pm
