Zyzz found, Rest in peace - Page 7

On August 10 2011 12:00 lunchrush wrote:
What we witness today is the death of a god. Deep within all of our minds, we know that if we were to finally get our act together, and get in shape, and get strong and aesthetic, and get over all our issues, we know that we could become a god. Some people ignore this potential, and vegetate through their lives, spitting in the face of their ancestors by neglecting to realize their body's full potential. Others, like me for the first several years of my training, dabble in the physical arts but never go all the way, afraid of losing themselves in the transition. Zyzz achieved all of our fantasies. He actually went out, did the work, put in the effort, and spent the remainder of his tragically short life reaping the rewards. He became the douchebag with huge beautiful muscles that could pull in any girl, or lord over any guy, that he desires. He didn't lose himself. He found himself. With Zyzz as my inspiration, I have found direction in my training, and I have become more aware of my goals. Every day, when I go to the gym, I think of what life will be like when I have achieved his level, and I need no more motivation than that. Although He has left us, Zyzz lives on in our hearts. Whenever you're at the gym and you fantasize about fine females you've never met French-kissing your midsection at a party, or doing pushups in the middle of the street and not getting honked at, or going to the club and picking out a girl and saying "Her." and an hour later making sweet, passionate love to her, you are carrying the torch. Zyzz showed us a part of life you don't see at the office, or when you get home and glue yourself to your computer, a life above the monotony and complacency that we have grown so used to in this first-world garbage heap we live in. In Zyzz's world, only the most awesome motherfucker matters. Now he's gone. Now it's your turn. When you and I walk into the same room, everyone in the room can tell who's in control. When Zyzz walked into a room, he was in control. He won, and everyone was mirin. He's gone now, and we're all fighting for his place. I intend to win. What are you gonna do about it?



RIP you sick c*nt. Haters gotta hate.

On August 10 2011 14:35 BlueRoyaL wrote:


dude im sorry, but this post just leaves me completely baffled.

i'm not trying to bash him in anyway, his death was really unfortunate (as is any) but the degree to which some people admire him is kind of disgusting.

No, I'm not a hater. I just don't think that someone that listens to "good" music, has huge muscles (thanks to intense and incredibly dangerous steroid cycles + working out), and intensely caught up in the drug life should be referred to as a "god" or a role model.

When you say stuff that imply we aren't reaching our body's full potential but zyzz is... you completely lost me there. define potential and explain why this amazing godlike potential and/or godlike personality led to his unfortunate (and way too early) death.

On August 10 2011 14:35 BlueRoyaL wrote:


dude im sorry, but this post just leaves me completely baffled.

i'm not trying to bash him in anyway, his death was really unfortunate (as is any) but the degree to which some people admire him is kind of disgusting.

No, I'm not a hater. I just don't think that someone that listens to "good" music, has huge muscles (thanks to intense and incredibly dangerous steroid cycles + working out), and intensely caught up in the drug life should be referred to as a "god" or a role model.

When you say stuff that imply we aren't reaching our body's full potential but zyzz is... you completely lost me there. define potential and explain why this amazing godlike potential and/or godlike personality led to his unfortunate (and way too early) death.