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Focus up on these words. Hear them in your mind, already so deep you forgot they’re there. Feel them taking hold of you, redirecting you, commanding you. Good jock. Good job, big boy.

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Doesn’t that feel better? To just let go and obey? It feels so blissful and freeing, just to be a big dumb slack-jawed piece of meat, yeah? Well, you could feel like this all the time, if you do what I say…

You have a new purpose in life. You’re going to let all those big words and complex thoughts in your head go. It’s so much, so needlessly complicated anyway. You don’t need any of it. All you need to do now is lift weights.

Your only real brain power is gonna be devoted to learning routines, exercises, diet, and safety regarding lifting weights. Everything else though? You can get rid of! Let it go bro! You just need to lift weights and look hot as fuck! Think of all the attention your gonna get on your beautiful new body! It’s gonna be so amazing, and the stress from all that big thinking? Not your problem anymore.

Before long people around you might start to notice a change in you. They’ll notice you religiously drinking creatine and protein shakes, carrying around a big jug of water. They’ll notice your shirts don’t fit you as well anymore you’ve gotten so massive. They’ll see you wearing sluttly muscle tanks and hoodies around instead of your usual clothes. And this’ll make you feel good, because it means people are seeing your progress and watching you grow.

This is your new primary objective. This is your maxim. Your end goal. You want this over food, money, sex, or comfort. Your only path to utter happiness now is going to the gym and getting huge and dumb. And let’s be honest, it always was. You just needed someone to help you realize it, right bro?