Stay Hungry.

Memories


Here i am.. Its the last day of the semester and there might be people i work with everyday for the past couple of months whom i might never see again.. But all i can think about is my next meal and the workout that follows.. So here i stand.. Trapped with ignorant people taking pictures.. Planning a get together chalet.. Exchanging goodbyes hugs and such - Grasping memories with a reluctancy to move on.


-Memories and pictures freezes the moment.. Holding us back and down like dogs at the end of a leash.. We can move but never at our own will - Unable to break free from these subtle chains to our past existing only in our minds.. Hindering our efforts for progress..


Always be on the move.. Constantly striving.. Leave those reminising behind.. Life is too short to be worrying over things that we have no absolute control of.. For every breath we draw hurtles us closer to the end.. Unleash these subtle chains, break free and taste freedom..

Cheat


Through this voyage to immortality i philosophize that cheating would get us nowhere. Be reminded by the cat who steals robs and cheats but still shows up during sunday service.. the truth is- he'll still end up in hell.. Through every act of cheating you become a victim of consequences - haunted by the past of wrong doings.. Well yeah.. you can always bypass leg training.. a rep or two.. a meal.. late nights.. a small cracker.. but perhaps one day when u step onstage and you're not as good as you want yourself to be.. truth be told- You would only have yourself to blame - so start questioning your disipline.. Anabolic Steriods? life over muscles.. worth it? Yourself to decide..



This voyage is only of truth.. Undoubted by purity..

To the confinement of language


People ask me whether there is a need for the english in my entries to be so profound.. I throw a question back .. Can you define what you do.. an entire way of living your life from day to day.. in a single word? I certaintly cant.. neither will i be bothered attempting to.. I would however.. try my outmost best by the confinement of the english language to bring forward the view of life though this very eyes.. We live life in the conformity and comfort of the basic language that we forgot that language serves as subtle chains to communicate and to derive understanding. Sometimes a thesaurus interpretation would have a greater.. deeper.. in depth translation.. Trust me.. this tacit knowledge gathered first handedly isnt easily imparted.. Finding the right words to determine our striven will and philosophies of faith isnt exactly an effortless task..


To those who could relate.. believed.. To those living in confinement remains incarcerated.

Staying on this narrow path and what it takes
At times it passes me by in slow motion.. at times it moves so fast that everything around me becomes blurry that i have hardly anytime to think but only to act.. Perhaps thats the reason why i smirk and relate to advertisements which reads 'just do it'.. Somedays i find myself clinging by the edge.. Grasping faith and hope altogether. As monotonous my life sounds, obstacles do arise before me.. But as others take them as an excuse to stop and divert, i take them as stepping stones to success-to reach unchartered heights.


This path is never straight.. At times i could see the finishing point right before me.. At times the road seems long.. at times winding.. But i know that one thing's for sure.. Never two days will be of the same shade of grey.. Never will i be going around in circles And that Every step i am about to take will bring me a step closer to my destination. Everyday only gets better.


This is a marathon not a sprint. Despise those who peak too early and left in the dust as their era passes them by. Emerge as a protrusion when the dust settles.

This world is divided into two. The have and the have nots.
The ones' and the ninety nines'. The have nots' makes excuses to skip training.. a flat tire.. the weather.. they take too many trips down the water dispenser.. they worry about their hair.. they dont do legs.. they train so that they can have a piece.. The haves? They approach lifting the same way that they approach breathing. No questions asked. No weekends.. no sick days.. A Flawless dedication to the lifestyle.

Immortalisation
Winners dont live their lives in comfort.. As through comfort lies contentedness, through solace brings laziness. They live life under the knife.. Paranoia.. Fait accompli to things that they do. They Constantly challenge and improve themselves.. For they know every breath that they draw in brings them a step closer to their goal/s, they will not stop until they arrive. Never sojourning when they achieve, they remain discontented. Emblemizing those who arrive but still have time to travel.. they strive for the better.. Projecting new heights..

Such a psyche depicts of such a wolf climbing the hill will always be hungrier than the wolf on top of on the hill. For the wolf on the hill fears what might be coming, for he knows he can go nowhere but down, he relies on faith alone to constantly strive to improve itself and reach unchartered standards.

No weaknesses
Excuses, excuses, excuses We all make a million and one of them. Rationalizing and deluding ourselves into a state of helpless denial. It's my genetics.. It's the drugs.. Blah, blah fuckin blah. If only I didn't have to work a real job and pay all of these bills.. If only this and if only that.. Save that bullshit. If ifs and buts were candy and nuts then everyday would be Christmas. Life aint no a fairytale bitches, it is a war story of the epic tome of a warrior who must again and again overcome adversity with no guarantee of eventual triumph or glory. Take obstacles as stepping stones to success. Not a motherfucking impediment. These glass barriers that restricts our progress exists only in our minds.. The confining force within is only as oppressive as we allow them to be. Your approach to life and your daily mental state needs to be a fucking ball peen hammer capable of shattering those see-through barriers without hesitation the moment you feel them closing in. Yeah.. We can always blame external forces and societal norms. But, truth be told, we are our own worst enemy.. Our most vile nemesis.. Because we are the only ones who can impede our rise, we are the only ones who can impede our fall.. We must find that alter ego, that loser element of our psyche and wring his scrawny fucking neck. To truly grow and flourish we must kill that cold, miserable part of ourselves so bent on stagnation. Let go of doubt and hesitation, rid yourself of negativity and fear. Forge onward undeterred in the direction of your dreams.

Family, friends.. relations alike. What are they? What do they signify? Do they define who we are? Do they make life easier or are they mere archetypal of complications and distractions? Are they essential to life? Venturing into this sport, I realised that the people around me started to be despondent. They called me self-obsessed.. they called me self-centered, selfish.. and a whole thesaurus of the generic term.. Their inability to understand my mania soon ensue problems in relation to what i ate.. what i wore... practically the way that i lived my life from day to day. They had issues with me not eating what they eat.. not living life the way they are living it. But slowly.. somewhat or somehow they started to comprehend. Did they actually understand? Well.. i wouldn say that.. but somewhere in between the line they stopped asking questions and started to proffer.. either that or I lost them altogether.. its a bliss now.. at least for the moment.. let me tell you something.. in this game.. yeah.. you can get far by yourself. But with the support from your family, your friends, your girl.. life is just a little bit easier.



Bodybuilding is a lonely sport. Alone when I eat, when I train, and when I finally stand under the bright lights. There aint two ways around it.. and im not complaining for this is what I have chosen in life and there aint another way that Id rather do it..

Statement of praise

Dear Biological Fitness Tournament 2006 participants,

The following url is to "Immortality", Shah (King) Hydher's website.
http://www.noweaknesses.blogspot.com

Hydher shared the url with Andrea on MSN, and because we feel it important to inspire all the Tournament participants to greater heights of bodybuilding efforts, we would like to share King Hydher's website with all of you.

His blogsite not only showcases photos of his bodybuilding success, but includes his essays on his thoughts, feelings and attitudes towards the philosophy of bodybuilding, attitudes which are important to emulate.

By the way, Hydher, you can pick up your 1st place tournament prize anytime you like (eg. next week?). For the rest of you, there's always 2nd, 3rd and 4th place that you can still look forward to.

Cya guys for the Tournament in Dec!
Mr Heng

Before you walk a road you must be able to see it. Visualising every aspect of it. Every corner. Time management and financial planning are examples of visuals. Visuals needed to make things work for you.This insights matters. To elucidate all doubts. They delineate the course. Creating the hand rails of guidelines.The sharper you define them.. the safer it becomes. Eluding all possible dangers of losing the course.But that does not stop you from steering off course. It is after all your own bidding.
People wished they were mr olympia.. they wished they were a football star.. they wished they were this... they wish they were that.. but then nothing happens.. Its like believing in the fairygodmother and the tooth fairy.. Brothers.. things dont just happen.. we make them happen.. You can shit in one hand and wish in another and see which one fills up first. Never rely on fate to guide you. Grasp its horns and make it go the way you want it to.

Unfeasible is a word inexistent in my dictionary.. Remaining unflappable under any circumstances.Unfettered by limitations.The Unerring spirit within strives for perfection. From what source does inspiration flow? Was it nature or was it nurture? Were we simply born with it or did it matured within us? Somehow these same inspirations intertwines within us.. interfusing an interpretation whom only we could understand.. Inarticulate to potray to whomever bothered to ask.

The pursue. Getting things done.. Its all about Getting your hands dirty.. Getting down to business.. You'll get out only what you'll put in.. Another rep, another nail.. Another set, another brick.. Another spilt, another back breaking load of concrete.. A honest days work for a honest days pay.. Thats the real deal.. plain and Simple.. No hidden lines.. No hidden conditions.. In here there's no distractions.. No teammates.. Youre all alone and the only thing pushing you on is the pure hunger and desire for achievement.. Putting the world on hold as you step up against it.. Where nothing else matters.. Simplicity.. Theres no better place in the world..

Un-portrayable are the words defining words like hardcore and bodybuilding. Its like describing colours to a blind man. No matter how hard you try... you will never be on the same page. I cant seem to define bodybuilding in a single sentence. In relation to what i do on a daily basis I find myself preferring a world of silence because what i do has just too many viewpoints..and well.. too many motherfucking opinions. Opinions of which i dont give a fuck about. Who are we to be judging someone? I dont even feel the right to judge myself.


We cant define hardcore but we certainly know one when we see one.