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Mike Tyson in his prime
Mike Tyson in his prime
Imagine that you are standing inside of a long dark tunnel. There are no sounds or smells. You look down the tunnel as far you can. You begin to make out a dot of red light.
The red light begins to grow. As it crawls toward you growing larger every second you start to hear a clanging, banging sound. Strangely this clanging, banging sound is in sync with your heart beat.
Slowly it begins to grow louder and as it does, strangely - your heart too -begins to beat louder. And as it begins to clang faster, strangely - your heart too - beings to beat faster.
The light begins to pick up speed. it is now racing down the tunnel showering everything in its wake in deep red. The clanging and banging booming down the tunnel drowning out everything.
It locks you in a trance. You're paralyzed. You can't even move; can't even think. The deep red light has consumed you as though it were a living animal.
You make out a figure in the distance at the center of that light.
a man.
He is racing towards you picking up speed with every thunderous step.
he holds a great steel hammer in his hands and you suddenly realize that this man is John Henry the steel driving man. He moves like a stampede with the quickness of a stinging wind.
You are powerless.
As he closes in on you the clanging and banging reach a sudden climax and then disappear. You watch as he rapidly nears you knowing that nothing in this world can save you. The red light fades and dims that you can barely see anything anymore. As it fades away it takes you away with it.
That is Mike Tyson in his prime.
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