What Is is right before my eyes. It's the barbell in my hands. It's the sweat rolling down my face, dripping from my nose.
It's the pump that fills my shirt sleeve, stretching my t-shirt, filling me with bliss.
It's the pulled hamstring that fills my leg with pain, and drops me to the floor, that keeps me from lifting for weeks on end.
It's utter perfect, awakening me to What Is, not that which it is not.
It's just this, right now.
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