No Graven Images Here

by Sevi Regis




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No Graven Images Here



Too many bodybuilders are trying to reinvent rather than develop their bodies. The dangerous concoctions of steroidal enhancements, implants, liposuctions, and other unnatural manipulations are turning what should be a sport of grace and beauty into a burlesque freak show. And what's with all the tatoos and piercings? And the burnt orange tanning lotions that make a person look like a rusted metal statue.

Instead of seeing the body as a beautiful work of art connected to an equally interesting person, many in the sport see themselves as graven images to be carved and created by any means other than hard work. And in women's bodybuilding, the added offense of being hooked up to the porno and prostitution industries are a tragic descent from the path and wonderful achievements of genuine female competitors in the sport, such as Bev Francis, who came in as an athlete and remained purely as one.

Recently I had a conversation with a few women who are pursuing professional bodybuilding. Each of them takes a concoction of steroids and they had also gotten breast implants. In order to accommodate the implants, the surgeons had to sever the lower portion of their pectoralis majors in order to insert the gel filled bags. From that point on, the two portions of their muscle would never connect normally again, and their pecs could never carry a serious load either.

Should we be surprised? Hollywood is abundant with graven images, some that are unrecognizable from their pre-induction lives. This trend is proliferating throughout society, while the voices of contention are growing silent. There is a professor from the University Of Oxford, England, Kevin Warwick, who refers to himself as a cyborg and is helping to develop microchips and other components that are purposed to create a "new and improved" composite species of man and machine. And as the robotics industry clanks ahead, there are an increasing number of "hybrids" being developed that are expected to replace humans in a variety of capacities.

And that's where all of this is headed. It will continue until the most monstrous graven image of all time is set up in the Middle East, Israel, one that is part machine and part man. It is written that "breath" will be given to the image of the beast, and they've already figured out how to make digital components breathe. This is the ultimate Frankenstein, we've made it and it will turn on us with a vengeance; and it won't have a friendly side, rather it will have an all-seeing eye to watch everyone on earth and force him into slavery and worship.

It's all part of a progression, one that dehumanizes the human being and turns him into an object either to exploit or to worship. Once an individual is reduced to his parts, he becomes a thing rather than a person. And to a thing, one can do anything without a conscience, which is one reason why there is so much violence, blood, gore, and brutality in the film industry. The objectification and exploitation of humanity breeds contempt for it and the destruction of it. And the last stage of such objectification is to turn everyone from a thing into a number, one that can be deleted at any time for any reason.

"Though shalt not make any graven image, nor bow down to worship it..." Brethren, what more be said? Stay natural and rejoice in the beauty of the body in wholesomeness and truth. "Let Us make man in our own image..." Remember whose image you bear and worship no one, but He who share it with us. If not, the results are made known in advance and there's no road back once the door shuts.


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