Just to demonstrate the power of a god, I set my mind to climb to the top of Mount Snowdon and not going the easy route either. While weighing well over 20 stone (and most of that being fat), while trying to reduce my BP out of prehypertension, I made a decision and went and climbed Mount Snowdon. This is why I am the dom. When I put my will to something, that’s final.
My will is a raw power that flows through my veins. I bend the world to be what I want it to be. If I want to be a powerhouse that conquered the highest mountain in England and Wales, I will be that powerhouse and knock over any obstacle in the way. I will even have fun while doing it too.
This demonstrates the difference between a god-king and a slave. A slave will sit and say “woe is me”. “I’m so overweight that I’m practically disabled,” “my feet hurt,” “my back hurts,” “I’m not fit enough,” they will say “I can’t.” As a god-king I will say “what’s the cost?” is that worth it? Often the cost is time.
My slaves are raised above other slaves because some of my capability, my energy, my passion is shared with them. They can feed on it. Lean into the rock that I have developed myself into for support and stability to give them what they need to reach their own summits.
Now if only Ben Nevis was only a 5-hour drive from London!
