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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 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 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    
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    
Written by Naajir
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
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