Fit for Darkness: Swimming w/Javelins

A Story by Abishai100

Portrait of lady-swimmer competition self-consciousness, enhancement regret/IQ, and coach-advice 'jars' for Earthlings.

A sports-ethics vignette. Here comes Super Bowl quill TV for we Earthlings/Americans. Thanks for reading,

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative fiction contains images/references with no commercial/explicit ties to any representative person(s)/body and is (therefore) cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/interpretation/critique).

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Well, I'd become a 'fantastic' lady of the water, a real aqua-girl for Olympics-qualia contests windows for Blue Planet media distances but succumbed to those proverbial commercial pressures of sportsmanship boast for toast and took the advice of a new (personal) coach and ingested some 'magic' crystals to enhance my strength muscle adaptation thresholds and resilience metrics to become a much more endurance and speed prone water-woman, a swimmer enhanced by steroids (damn). This is one American woman's sports diary for dark magic of Hell. Follow along, friends.

Sure, endurance (or speed) in Olympics-qualia waters for swimming contest windows required one to find right incomplete-arts for Earthling beauty-magic and perseverance for that dark art of failure-ingestion (hmmm). It was a lot of things to perceive and understand; and I took enhancement crystals (steroids) to feel (more) like a super woman. I did. It changed me, and I felt honestly inadequate, in a different way. I decided to retire and become a comic art storyteller for stick-figure rendered Blue Planet re-presentations of strength enhancement and ethos/ethics languages for sports-windows relevance/symbolism/significance/dodecahedrons (Facebook-like!).

I fashioned a very-special stick-figure 'avatar' for strength and honors for my new-life, a comic arts/universe 'inspiration' for all things jardiniere, a helmet-creature of super-man qualia who'd absorb all steroids-like 'intelligence' for self-consciousness while negotiating paths of controls for terror (or crime) in my Western world (American Homeland). I named my crayon-creature Behemoth the Hollow-Leviathan (wow).

COACH (Journal_Excerpts): "Wow, my lady pupil of Olympics-layered contest imagery had found the right-exit stuff pre-ingestion of my enhancement crystal dark-magic advice for swimming (damn)...me thinks I'd become a negative influence for water-world of endurance/strength mutations 'consciousness'...this ethics weight makes me feel like Prometheus himself as a male-coach of swimming for women...I've read too much of my lady-pupil, of her cyber-storyboards of her strength-transformation crayon-avatar 'education' for Earthling ethos/ethics...I've decided to commit suicide, and perhaps my student shall take with her (immortally) why competition may (or must!) link self-consciousness with lifestyle jail (Facebook-like!)."