The Fat Spencer's Gym

In times of such turbulent uncertainty, change remains the only constant.
But alas! One has overridden that constant.
One has remained King through the very dawn of Time.


On the battle-table, He exudes an unnerving calmness that daunts opponents.
With a non-violent approach
He culls His enemies with sheer skill and precision.
With a can of AloeV on the edge of the table,
He sees nothing out of everything, and regards everything as nothing.



The King appears invincible.



Alas, again, that is not true.
Deep in His unfathomable heart He bleeds for one Woman.
His Queen.
He sees battle as a never-ending crusade-
to find His Queen once more-
the Queen who has left Him for so many reasons.
But His Love remains true and stout,
and He waits for that day-
the day She returns to His side.
Till then, life will be a mere pittance, unworthy of happiness.
It is lonely to be at the top-
with have no one to share they joy with.



All Hail Nelsonn the King.





This post is dedicated to Nelsonn, by Nelsonn.