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A glorious mental work-out,
Getting ripped on sterile gibberish, Developing tone and muscle the hard way, Through lifting philosophical weights And functioning on unproven, Dream-like exercise machines Of know-how and intellect. A strict regimen of diet and exercise Can make one feel alive, Healthy, and energetic, And is a style and rationale For living that must certainly be argued for. What is a mind without a solid foundation And a bridge across a gaping chasm Of futility and regret? Can love and respect be any nearer to us With openness, pride, and warmth From personal discipline, dedication, And forgoing self-inflicted pain? For our Christ’s sake, Watch the seconds hand on any watch Or clock, As it swings in perpetual motion Counting the precious minutes and hours That are left, And do not feel rushed, For there is plenty of time, And time is definitely on our side…
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