When I was a full fledged member of the North American cult of lost souls, I used to exercise for the same reason many people exercise today……..because I hated myself. I took steroids because I hated my natural body and I flogged myself in the club, in order to force my body to bend to my will. I imagined my body as the enemy and I was intent on making it pay for the pain it had caused me, for not looking the way it needed to look, in order for me to get promoted up to the top of the satanic pyramid where all the money, girls and fun could be found. I could bench press over 400lbs but I couldn’t lift 1 pound of self love off the floor because my spirit was weak. As I was walking toward my guaranteed premature death…….in order to fit into an extremely dysfunctional, inverted, perverse, immoral, childish, self serving, shallow and unethical society……. I found so much pain one day that it literally stopped me in my tracks and made me turn around. My soul said, “Have you finally had enough?” and I said “I give”….so I tapped out of a life based on kicking the living shit out of myself and tried something different.