consciousness which I have once ignored. Thus I realize this. Thus I realize...
I push the weight on the bench, thus pushing my weakness.
I pull the bar over my lats, thus pulling off my uncertainties.
I stomp upon the treadmill with incredible vigor, visualizing the stomping of past regrets and blossoming a new light filled with strength, and confidence.
I raise my arm in victory, visualizing my future reality.
I sit down thus afterwards, weary from my journey.
My anger continues to boil.
I touch the anger.
It hurts.
I touch it again.
I no longer feel it.
The water has become lukewarm.
Thus I have made peace...
Thus the anger becomes my friend...
And thus it will lead me towards self-mastery.