Unbridled_Phoenix
Master Don Juan
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Gentlemen,
In my pursuit of excellence, I have often referred to Anti-Dump's "free as a bird" analogy when directing my mental traffic. Truly, it is a highly effective metaphor and describes perfectly the attitude and energy that a man should cultivate on his journey. However, call it intellectual vanity or what you will, I have struggled with the vernacular of his theory; I have trouble thinking of myself as a bird singing in a tree. So, I have crafted a more masculine yet equally effective metaphor: the Stallion.
No where else in nature is the distinction between "Alpha" and "Beta" as obvious as when you are looking at horses. There are mules, ponies, mares, colts, quarterhorses, and then there is the Stallion. For the Stallion, there is no contentious debate, no struggle for power, and no frustrated ambitions. By the very nature of what he is, he has no equals. He is larger than life; he literally towers over all the other horses, and his body is a shredded masterpiece carved in black granite. He is commanding officer and bodyguard at the same time. All the other horses look up to him as a giant Hero. In the old days, any cowboy who could throw a lasso could take down a horse, but it took three strong and determined men to capture the Stallion. And of course, he always has first dibs on breeding rights.
So for me, that's the new mental picture: a big, beautiful black stallion running at a wide-open gallop across the desert at night, the sheen of his coat glowing in the moonlight, his muscles rippling like water. He is uncatchable, unstoppable, insatiable, and he is the thing females dream of.
I took this thought with me into the gym today and it was incredibly motivating. That's what I'm creating, the ultimate Stallion...
In my pursuit of excellence, I have often referred to Anti-Dump's "free as a bird" analogy when directing my mental traffic. Truly, it is a highly effective metaphor and describes perfectly the attitude and energy that a man should cultivate on his journey. However, call it intellectual vanity or what you will, I have struggled with the vernacular of his theory; I have trouble thinking of myself as a bird singing in a tree. So, I have crafted a more masculine yet equally effective metaphor: the Stallion.
No where else in nature is the distinction between "Alpha" and "Beta" as obvious as when you are looking at horses. There are mules, ponies, mares, colts, quarterhorses, and then there is the Stallion. For the Stallion, there is no contentious debate, no struggle for power, and no frustrated ambitions. By the very nature of what he is, he has no equals. He is larger than life; he literally towers over all the other horses, and his body is a shredded masterpiece carved in black granite. He is commanding officer and bodyguard at the same time. All the other horses look up to him as a giant Hero. In the old days, any cowboy who could throw a lasso could take down a horse, but it took three strong and determined men to capture the Stallion. And of course, he always has first dibs on breeding rights.
So for me, that's the new mental picture: a big, beautiful black stallion running at a wide-open gallop across the desert at night, the sheen of his coat glowing in the moonlight, his muscles rippling like water. He is uncatchable, unstoppable, insatiable, and he is the thing females dream of.
I took this thought with me into the gym today and it was incredibly motivating. That's what I'm creating, the ultimate Stallion...