The Animal Inside Me Ain’t Evil.

[ExploringReality]

This is what AI generated for me based on my thoughts about why I love being in a amateur boxing fight, sparring or in a street fight. Why I love fighting and studying combat.

 

Sometimes I feel that surge—like something ancient waking up inside me.
It ain’t about violence or ego. It’s pure, raw energy.
Like if I don’t channel it, it'll eat me.
But if I ride it, I become unstoppable.

That’s the same force behind someone snapping in rage…
Me landing a perfect punch.
It’s in the crack of my fist against a jaw.
In the art of slipping punches, bobbing, weaving—calm in the storm.
Reading chaos like scripture. Countering like I’m painting with time itself.

This isn’t just about fighting.
It’s about learning how to be in that fire.
Not running from it.
Becoming it.

Some people let it control them.
I learn to dance with it.
I make it my art. My power.