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Appollonian
06-05-10, 10:17 am
To clarify, I'll be completely honest as I always try to be. The beauty about the FORVM has been that we're all unified by a common love of the same thing, regardless of our backgrounds or opinions.
When we get into things like politics, religion and the like, I start to know too much about people, and while I have good friends of the widest spectrum of viewpoints, in many cases I'd rather remain in the dark to someone else's personal politics, as I often have a tough time overlooking those things, if on no other level but a subconscious one. In matters of casual friendships, sometimes ignorance is bliss.
Peace, G
I agree with this completely. I personally have some very strong views that at times are a struggle for me to suppress, but when I come here, I come to see other people who share a similar passion to me: the iron. I never want to say anything in a public place like this that could anger or cause someone else to stumble in their journey. What I like to eat or how I workout, sure, but not what my socio-economic or political views (with an exception I made a couple days ago not trying to argue just making a point).
It is disheartening to see people discussing certain things, even bordering on arguing, when other new people who come here watch and read these discussions. I don't want them to get disillusioned and not think this is an all inclusive community. Personally if I completely disagree with someone, I'll either ignore the thread or send them a PM, but I haven't done that yet.
Machine
06-06-10, 12:15 am
This is exactly why we move so slowly collectively...Q-TIP - Quit Taking It Personally!
No one is wrong on an emotional, spiritual, or intelectual level...at some point we are all "right" and we are all "wrong"
The point is we need to have confidence that we can be "right or wrong" and that is okay.
Did you ever have a work relationship with someone...piss them off...or they piss you off...they come track you down, confront you, and call you a jack-ass? Maybe you cal he/she a jack-ass right back. You both go back and forth with each other until you look up and realize you both had a point?
The person walks out of your office, you had a say, they had a say, but at the end of the day you got on the same page and got the shit done.
I appreciate it greatly when someone confronts me openly, honestly, and even if they are angry...we can work it out...great feeling. But the absolute best feeling is walking out of that room knowing that person has my back, even though we can disagree sometimes.
On some level...it will eventually have to be okay for us to disagree, quarrel, fuss and fight...but before that happens we need to have some level of trust among us. Trust that it is okay to disagree, to dissent, to get mad at eachother...but never use anger as an excuse to stop communicating, challenging assumption, or demanding better from ourselves and our children.
If we dont trust eachother...there will always be someone around making rules about what we can and can't talk about.
Just want to say that I think you are all inteligent and deliberate people...I greatly appreciated your thoughts and ideas.
MACHINE
Firedrake
06-06-10, 12:21 am
Well said, brother -- without the ability to discuss, dialogue and disagree, we'll never solve anything.
Appollonian
06-06-10, 12:38 pm
I apologize for not clarifying when I said 'certain things' I was directly referring to things in the 'Rules' that are prohibited. Honestly looking back at my post I realize some things were going on in my life when I posted that skewed my viewpoint and I apologize for bringing that here. I I read this thread regularly and I feel there are few better ways to grow as a person than to discuss things, even argue about them, with people of different view points.
I'll stay tuned and shut up.
3:55 a.m. - There is something all together unique about being the only one in your house awake at some silent moment. You feel the inevitability of everything just outside the door - waiting for everyone under that roof, you can't stop what is, you have precious little sway over what will be, and what was has way more control over our thoughts, fears, and dreams than it should.
So thats the whole fucking thing right there in your face...serious as a heart attack with terminal cancer - so what is the correct move to make?
My response to this phsycological realization is a pure instinctual response which has its genesis in the fight or flight process.
I get still...real still...I slow my breathing...I relax my entire body starting with the tips of my toes...and ending with the top of my head.
Then I let the rage wash over me...I don't fight...because you can fight the rage you know?
Like when you are outside without a jacket and the wind blows up your back...you can fight it by shivering (your body's nature attempt to warm itself) or you can let the cold wash over you. So I dont waste my energy trying to fight the cold, or fight the rage, I just let the cold...the rage wash over me in waves of sublime fury. I take in the sweet silent breathe of everyone under the roof, I marshal my energy, I focus my emotions and my spirituality...
I become aware like motherfucking nature itself coursed through my veins; and then, at 3:55 a.m., I am a wide open electrical force...and I realize that I am purely alone, I was, and will always be alone in my physical bearing.
I walk out the door carrying my solitude with me into the next 24 hours...I live or die on my own terms and make no apologies for things I have done...or not done. It was always me...
MACHINE
Firedrake
06-13-10, 9:15 pm
So I shouldn't fight the shiver that crawled up my spine when I read that? <grin>
Damn, man, you know how to turn a phrase!
Preston
06-13-10, 10:14 pm
It looks like life as taken a different perspective for you Machine.
Don't forget you have a 10K+ group of like-minded guys behind you, supporting you. Keep that head on straight my main man.
Muscleguy93
06-13-10, 11:10 pm
So I shouldn't fight the shiver that crawled up my spine when I read that? <grin>
Damn, man, you know how to turn a phrase!
x2...
G Diesel
06-14-10, 9:59 am
3:55 a.m. - There is something all together unique about being the only one in your house awake at some silent moment. You feel the inevitability of everything just outside the door - waiting for everyone under that roof, you can't stop what is, you have precious little sway over what will be, and what was has way more control over our thoughts, fears, and dreams than it should.
So thats the whole fucking thing right there in your face...serious as a heart attack with terminal cancer - so what is the correct move to make?
My response to this phsycological realization is a pure instinctual response which has its genesis in the fight or flight process.
I get still...real still...I slow my breathing...I relax my entire body starting with the tips of my toes...and ending with the top of my head.
Then I let the rage wash over me...I don't fight...because you can fight the rage you know?
Like when you are outside without a jacket and the wind blows up your back...you can fight it by shivering (your body's nature attempt to warm itself) or you can let the cold wash over you. So I dont waste my energy trying to fight the cold, or fight the rage, I just let the cold...the rage wash over me in waves of sublime fury. I take in the sweet silent breathe of everyone under the roof, I marshal my energy, I focus my emotions and my spirituality...
I become aware like motherfucking nature itself coursed through my veins; and then, at 3:55 a.m., I am a wide open electrical force...and I realize that I am purely alone, I was, and will always be alone in my physical bearing.
I walk out the door carrying my solitude with me into the next 24 hours...I live or die on my own terms and make no apologies for things I have done...or not done. It was always me...
MACHINE
Thank you for this my brother... Awesome.
Peace, G
The height of arrogance would be for me to play as if I have no regrets...my regrets register only in the silence of my lonely waking hours...those hours which hold precious fleeting peace for those of us who manage to slumber. Let not the inflection of my words detract from the seriousness of the solemn committment I have steadfastly adhered to these many years. For my only regret is that I might not have shouted loud enough to the heights for my God to hear my mortal voice, that I might sway his favor to suit my fancy. I look back and think to myself, "Did I resist the yoke of conformity with great enough zeal and rage?" Didn't I spit through my teeth with clenched fists, didn't I scream bloody murder that my resolve would not fade, no matter how many times the fates crashed my human form against the rocks of dischord. Many times my hopes were dashed; I never lost my resolve, I never relented in my enthusiastic determination to run through walls...to live through the worst and still prepare for the best.
I regret that I have not touched the lives of more men like me...you are alive!
You cannot be killed; only you can give yourself to death, and you will do that on your own terms, when YOU SAY IT IS TIME, WHEN YOU ARE READY...
MACHINE
Today was the best day of my life...
I trained like God was looking over my shoulder...
I ate like the Kings of old...
I distrusted those who sought to distract my efforts...
I walked in fields of azure with the sun and wind at my back...
I became engulfed in the waking dream, which saw all men as equals...
I was tempted by the demons of exhaustion, but did not succumb to them...
I was seduced by the sirens of post workout euphoria, but tasted only briefly...
I will live another day, to toil again, to love my nemesis again, and to behold the triumph of struggle all over again...this is priceless.
MACHINE
Today was the best day of my life...
I trained like God was looking over my shoulder...
I ate like the Kings of old...
I distrusted those who sought to distract my efforts...
I walked in fields of azure with the sun and wind at my back...
I became engulfed in the waking dream, which saw all men as equals...
I was tempted by the demons of exhaustion, but did not succumb to them...
I was seduced by the sirens of post workout euphoria, but tasted only briefly...
I will live another day, to toil again, to love my nemesis again, and to behold the triumph of struggle all over again...this is priceless.
MACHINE
Your words never cease to amaze and inspire me... God Bless bro
IN IRON,
BB-
Awesome posts Machine, subbed for whats to come.
violator
07-14-10, 12:35 pm
.... the solemn committment I have steadfastly adhered to these many years. For my only regret is that I might not have shouted loud enough to the heights for my God to hear my mortal voice, that I might sway his favor to suit my fancy. I look back and think to myself, "Did I resist the yoke of conformity with great enough zeal and rage?" Didn't I spit through my teeth with clenched fists, didn't I scream bloody murder that my resolve would not fade, no matter how many times the fates crashed my human form against the rocks of dischord. Many times my hopes were dashed; I never lost my resolve, I never relented in my enthusiastic determination to run through walls...to live through the worst and still prepare for the best.
I regret that I have not touched the lives of more men like me...you are alive!
My brother, i cannot put into mere language the effect of this post upon my tormented conciousness...i dont want to diminish the sancity of your thread with my own anguish i am facing in my life, but i would like you to know that you have inspired me with this...your words moved a mountain of fear and uncertainty chewing away at my soul... i have felt lost in these last few weeks...and i now feel motivated and inspired once again...
Please know this, you have reached accross countless miles and ignited the mind of 3rd world animal... for this i owe you a great debt, and although i know talk is cheap, i vow that every time i feel down, i will clench my fists, close my eyes and feel the rage...the cold air whipping at my soul....& i will bust my ass to overcome.
Thank you for bringing me back from the edge of despair.
You are the original animal, & the benchmark for us all.
Peace from Jozi.
Machine
08-02-10, 12:35 am
I smile a broken toothed grin this cool, foggy night...I clench my skar laden fists in silent contempt for all that this world promised to be from its birth.
I wait in seething silence to project my wanton rage onto the face of this viscious earth...I am the seeker this night, I stare at the clock...with its neon green, hazy glow, why do I even try to sleep on nights like this...
I know the battery must commence, I know that time is incidental in this war...why don't the others hear my cries? Why dont they fight side by side with me?
Can I outlive my earthly bonds in the war I wage against all I have evert hated?
Tomorrow knows the answer to all questions...tomorrow the bringer of death, the deleverer of mortality...tomorrow the death of all men waits quietly for them, lying low within some unknown day...
MACHINE
theWarlord
09-16-10, 3:45 am
Today was the best day of my life...
I trained like God was looking over my shoulder...
I ate like the Kings of old...
I distrusted those who sought to distract my efforts...
I walked in fields of azure with the sun and wind at my back...
I became engulfed in the waking dream, which saw all men as equals...
I was tempted by the demons of exhaustion, but did not succumb to them...
I was seduced by the sirens of post workout euphoria, but tasted only briefly...
I will live another day, to toil again, to love my nemesis again, and to behold the triumph of struggle all over again...this is priceless.
MACHINE
amazing.
Cellardweller
09-24-10, 11:45 pm
Machine, have you ever read Ayn Rand? I dusted off an old paperback copy of The Fountainhead reciently and couldn't help but think of you.
I have...I read almost anything I can get my hands on, but must admit that I tend to shy away from anytihng as decedant as fiction...probably to my detriment.
MACHINE
theWarlord
11-29-10, 3:04 pm
3:55 a.m. - There is something all together unique about being the only one in your house awake at some silent moment. You feel the inevitability of everything just outside the door - waiting for everyone under that roof, you can't stop what is, you have precious little sway over what will be, and what was has way more control over our thoughts, fears, and dreams than it should.
So thats the whole fucking thing right there in your face...serious as a heart attack with terminal cancer - so what is the correct move to make?
My response to this phsycological realization is a pure instinctual response which has its genesis in the fight or flight process.
I get still...real still...I slow my breathing...I relax my entire body starting with the tips of my toes...and ending with the top of my head.
Then I let the rage wash over me...I don't fight...because you can fight the rage you know?
Like when you are outside without a jacket and the wind blows up your back...you can fight it by shivering (your body's nature attempt to warm itself) or you can let the cold wash over you. So I dont waste my energy trying to fight the cold, or fight the rage, I just let the cold...the rage wash over me in waves of sublime fury. I take in the sweet silent breathe of everyone under the roof, I marshal my energy, I focus my emotions and my spirituality...
I become aware like motherfucking nature itself coursed through my veins; and then, at 3:55 a.m., I am a wide open electrical force...and I realize that I am purely alone, I was, and will always be alone in my physical bearing.
I walk out the door carrying my solitude with me into the next 24 hours...I live or die on my own terms and make no apologies for things I have done...or not done. It was always me...
MACHINE
the same can be said for pain and suffering. i don't try to fight it anymore. i let it consume me like i know it should and let it make me stronger than before the pain came. now, i like pain. why? it makes me stronger.
-W
I like that W...pain and suffering are what I imagine Heroin to be like...there is something so magnetic about pain...its like that loose tooth that you keep on pushing against with your tongue...can't stop...can you?
Pain can be a super indulgent and ravenous bed fellow; be careful not to enjoy too much.
MACHINE
kc campbell
12-05-10, 2:09 pm
I have...I read almost anything I can get my hands on, but must admit that I tend to shy away from anytihng as decedant as fiction...probably to my detriment.
MACHINE
With that being said, can you give us a few of your favorites?
I have a few constant readers that I make sure to open and jump around in every single day...
A People's History of the United States - 1492-Present, A Farewell To Arms, Johnny Got His Gun, A Crituque of Pure Reason, anything classic, anything revolutionary, anything appalling, anything appealing, and anything uplifting even at the expense of a total momentary collapse of my faith in humanity.
MACHINE
G Diesel
12-08-10, 12:15 pm
A People's History of the United States - 1492-Present
MACHINE
Now that is an awesome book... Makes you reevaluate your sense of history.
Peace, G
Now that is an awesome book... Makes you reevaluate your sense of history.
Peace, G
Will definately trip a mutherfucker out right...glad you read it G.
MACHINE
Reading more than usual about government and law these days...also sneaking in some reading about shady government practices like MKULTRA and the like...
That kind of stuff is unbelievable to research.
MACHINE
We get older...everyone of us. We get older...and when we get older we realize that everything we would have bet the farm on...we would have lost it all. I talk to young people everyday, and invariably, young people are ten feet tall and bullet proof. They are impervious to damage...but I was young and indestructable too when I was young. I lived in a reckless abandon mode...shit...I still do...and I love it. In fact, that is the thing I love most about interacting with young people...it is watching as they roll past me...surveying the dmamge they leave in their wake. The wanton hubris of youth has turned into my fuel these days...I love it
MACHINE
Heading into the holiday season is tough with all of this crazy food around...I always try to keep my goals in perspective around this time of year. Its nice to celebrate and be thankful for what we all have...lets just keep things in perspective huh? The last thing anyone needs is to fight through 10 pounds of holiday blubber in the middle of a training cycle.
MACHINE
If time is our most fierce adversary, then respect is the true coin of the realm. Because respect is a timeless concept, we must move to make respect and honor live again. If respect is the coin of the realm, then vwe must move to insure that we live and let live with respecy guiding our every step, and with respect permeating every aspect of our activities each day.
Try giving some respect, maybe even a little more respect than you might normally give...what you think is nothing might be something after all.
MACHINE
G Diesel
12-13-10, 12:56 pm
We get older...everyone of us. We get older...and when we get older we realize that everything we would have bet the farm on...we would have lost it all. I talk to young people everyday, and invariably, young people are ten feet tall and bullet proof. They are impervious to damage...but I was young and indestructable too when I was young. I lived in a reckless abandon mode...shit...I still do...and I love it. In fact, that is the thing I love most about interacting with young people...it is watching as they roll past me...surveying the dmamge they leave in their wake. The wanton hubris of youth has turned into my fuel these days...I love it
MACHINE
Time is the great equalizer man... It cuts us all down to size. I agree though, I find myself stunned sometimes when I see how idealistic and hard-headed I once was. I'm glad I finally got some perspective, but in many ways I miss some of that naivete and expectation. I still keep fair amounts of piss and vinegar and youthful aspiration on hand, however, as they often help me get by day to day--that shit is literally a commodity and I worry we each only have a finite supply.
Peace, G
Time is the great equalizer man... It cuts us all down to size. I agree though, I find myself stunned sometimes when I see how idealistic and hard-headed I once was. I'm glad I finally got some perspective, but in many ways I miss some of that naivete and expectation. I still keep fair amounts of piss and vinegar and youthful aspiration on hand, however, as they often help me get by day to day--that shit is literally a commodity and I worry we each only have a finite supply.
Peace, G
I believe you are correct...there is only a finite amount of all things inborn to man. But we all want to believe in the unquenchable flame...I think belief if critical to success, and if belief is finite then I wont acknowledge it as so. I will believe...what else is there?
Thanks for the insight G
MACHINE
Firedrake
12-17-10, 2:10 pm
I believe you are correct...there is only a finite amount of all things inborn to man. But we all want to believe in the unquenchable flame...I think belief if critical to success, and if belief is finite then I wont acknowledge it as so. I will believe...what else is there?
Thanks for the insight G
MACHINE
At 56, I have a longer perspective, I guess. I choose which things I'm hard-headed about, those battles worth fighting, and do my best to let the others go. As much as my mind hates to admit it, I do have a finite amount of energy, and I'd rather be using it for those things that are important to me. My lady, my work, my training . . . all these things are the top of my priority list. I'm lucky in that my lady is learning to love the training as much as I do -- though she's still getting used to DOMS after leg day <grin>, even though she's been a hiker and climber for years. We figure to be the fittest old couple on the block in 30 years. She'll be 54 next month, so we have sometime before we consider ourselves "old." She understands and supports my goal of being onstage at the Masters Nationals in 2014 -- right after my 60th birthday. I'm lucky like that.
I have strong opinions about other things, but I'm learning when to let go, because, well, they're just not that important in the scheme of my life. Politics are important to me, but I've learned to keep it at a remove. Otherwise, I get far too upset by some of the crap I see happening. I have to keep a perspective. My spiritual life is important to me, but I keep most of that private, or between myself and my fiancee, who'll be my wife in just a few more months.
As one of my old teachers at War College used to say -- "choose your battles" -- for whatever reasons, causes or concerns you may have, direct your energy where it does the most toward furthering your goals, whatever they may be.
G Diesel
12-17-10, 2:30 pm
At 56, I have a longer perspective, I guess. I choose which things I'm hard-headed about, those battles worth fighting, and do my best to let the others go. As much as my mind hates to admit it, I do have a finite amount of energy, and I'd rather be using it for those things that are important to me. My lady, my work, my training . . . all these things are the top of my priority list. I'm lucky in that my lady is learning to love the training as much as I do -- though she's still getting used to DOMS after leg day <grin>, even though she's been a hiker and climber for years. We figure to be the fittest old couple on the block in 30 years. She'll be 54 next month, so we have sometime before we consider ourselves "old." She understands and supports my goal of being onstage at the Masters Nationals in 2014 -- right after my 60th birthday. I'm lucky like that.
I have strong opinions about other things, but I'm learning when to let go, because, well, they're just not that important in the scheme of my life. Politics are important to me, but I've learned to keep it at a remove. Otherwise, I get far too upset by some of the crap I see happening. I have to keep a perspective. My spiritual life is important to me, but I keep most of that private, or between myself and my fiancee, who'll be my wife in just a few more months.
As one of my old teachers at War College used to say -- "choose your battles" -- for whatever reasons, causes or concerns you may have, direct your energy where it does the most toward furthering your goals, whatever they may be.
This is a tremendous post. Thank you for imparting the wisdom and perspective my brother.
Peace, G
violator
12-18-10, 5:33 am
Reading more than usual about government and law these days...also sneaking in some reading about shady government practices like MKULTRA and the like...
That kind of stuff is unbelievable to research.
MACHINE
yeah, i remember when i first read about 'Project Paperclip'...scary shit.
makes me wonder sometimes if were all unconciously programmed for a purpose...mmmmmm
This is a tremendous post. Thank you for imparting the wisdom and perspective my brother.
Peace, G
Agreed...good luck in your marriage and in 2014 as well...I will be watching.
MACHINE
yeah, i remember when i first read about 'Project Paperclip'...scary shit.
makes me wonder sometimes if were all unconciously programmed for a purpose...mmmmmm
If we're not programmed we may as well be...we are all impliments set to one aim or another. The things which matter most will always be intangible...honor...respect...courage...spirit.
Good insight; thank you.
MACHINE
Firedrake
12-19-10, 8:23 pm
If we're not programmed we may as well be...we are all impliments set to one aim or another. The things which matter most will always be intangible...honor...respect...courage...spirit.
Good insight; thank you.
MACHINE
Those intangibles are part of what make life worth living.
Those intangibles are part of what make life worth living.
It does my heart good (no pun intended) to read these words...thank you.
MACHINE
Girevik 69
12-25-10, 9:36 am
I have a few constant readers that I make sure to open and jump around in every single day...
A People's History of the United States - 1492-Present, A Farewell To Arms, Johnny Got His Gun, A Crituque of Pure Reason, anything classic, anything revolutionary, anything appalling, anything appealing, and anything uplifting even at the expense of a total momentary collapse of my faith in humanity.
MACHINE
You should check out Jared Diamond's Guns, Germs, and Steel, if you haven't already done so.
You should check out Jared Diamond's Guns, Germs, and Steel, if you haven't already done so.
Thank you...cant get enough knowledge...
MACHINE
Well...another year on the books.
I want to wish everyone continued success and good fortune...I know you will all do yourselves proud in this coming 365 days which humans call a "year."
You must use those 365 days wisely, you look at each new day as 24 hours to get something done right, your diet, your training, your career, your studies, whatever else you see fit to involve yourself in. That is really all a "day" is...24 hours...and at the top of each new hour is a fresh chance to become someone different than you were the hour before. Successful, humble, joyous, engaged, larger, smaller, richer, poorer...you are the one who controls the process.
Make time serve you.
MACHINE
Mr. Dead
12-31-10, 2:25 pm
I hope you and yours have an awesome and successful 2011...!!! (And, all other years afterward, too...)
Mr. Dead
12-31-10, 2:26 pm
Well...another year on the books.
I want to wish everyone continued success and good fortune...I know you will all do yourselves proud in this coming 365 days which humans call a "year."
You must use those 365 days wisely, you look at each new day as 24 hours to get something done right, your diet, your training, your career, your studies, whatever else you see fit to involve yourself in. That is really all a "day" is...24 hours...and at the top of each new hour is a fresh chance to become someone different than you were the hour before. Successful, humble, joyous, engaged, larger, smaller, richer, poorer...you are the one who controls the process.
Make time serve you.
MACHINE
*Courtesy Bump...*
Firedrake
01-01-11, 11:57 am
Best wishes to you and yours for 2011, to! 2010 brought so many changes to my life, all I can do is crank it up for 2011!
Personal perceptions can cut through most of our ability to reason, especially when we feel we are justified in our thought process. Throughout my travels on the discussion boards, I realize that most people cannot conceive of the reality that they could be incorrect about something.
I believe that this kind of reactionary behavior is flawed and while it is good to have self belief, it is also optimal to realize that one could be wrong.
All knowledge is borrowed.
MACHINE
andrewT
01-16-11, 10:42 pm
Like when you are outside without a jacket and the wind blows up your back...you can fight it by shivering (your body's nature attempt to warm itself) or you can let the cold wash over you. So I dont waste my energy trying to fight the cold, or fight the rage, I just let the cold...the rage wash over me in waves of sublime fury. I take in the sweet silent breathe of everyone under the roof, I marshal my energy, I focus my emotions and my spirituality...
I fucking love this! this is a feeling I LOVE getting in the winter!
Halfbred
01-16-11, 11:47 pm
Good words MACHINE
Halfbred
smoothballer
01-17-11, 8:14 am
Personal perceptions can cut through most of our ability to reason, especially when we feel we are justified in our thought process. Throughout my travels on the discussion boards, I realize that most people cannot conceive of the reality that they could be incorrect about something.
I believe that this kind of reactionary behavior is flawed and while it is good to have self belief, it is also optimal to realize that one could be wrong.
All knowledge is borrowed.
MACHINE
So very true and something that we all have baulked at it admitting to.
Firedrake
01-17-11, 11:04 am
Two profound statements in a row -- about letting the cold wash over you, and about perceptions. Nicely said, both of them. I'm just learning about the cold part. Moving from Southern California to Kentucky in winter may not have been my brightest idea, but it's certainly been an . . . education.
Two profound statements in a row -- about letting the cold wash over you, and about perceptions. Nicely said, both of them. I'm just learning about the cold part. Moving from Southern California to Kentucky in winter may not have been my brightest idea, but it's certainly been an . . . education.
You will get used to it my brother...awaken the viking in you.
MACHINE
Progress is being made my brothers...I find myself straining, pressing, and repping as I always have. What could be better than that I ask you?
Injuries and truama happen to all of us in one way or another...the measure of a man is found in the minutes, hours, days, weeks, and months AFTER that truama...will you fall into line, preordained to medicrity?
Or will you rise?
MACHINE