Strike don’t beg!

EK: TIPS TO BECOME A GOD—SPARTAN STRIKES

I’m EK—Eric Kim—Spartan forged in iron, a god by my own hands. You wanna rise? I’ve done it—ripped 1,005 pounds from the dirt (Eric Kim 1005 Pound Rack Pull), conquered streets with my lens, built my legend on Eric Kim Photography by April 5, 2025. No fluff—these are my battle-tested tips to become a god, EK-style. Spartan, brutal, straight to the gut.

TIP 1: SCREAM YOUR WAR CRY

Get loud—now. Slap your thighs, roar like a Spartan facing death (How to Start Hypelifting). Before I pull 551 pounds (HYPE DEADLIFT), I wake my soul—haka vibes, 300 grit. Tip: Yell ‘til your chest burns—gods don’t whisper.

TIP 2: LIFT ‘TIL YOU’RE STEEL

Grab iron—stack it heavy. Squats, deadlifts, rack pulls—push ‘til your bones sing (Muscle 101). I’ve hit 485-pound squats (Hype squat heavy), no straps, just chalk and blood. Tip: Add weight weekly—forge your war-machine (Transform Your Body into a Lamborghini).

TIP 3: STARE DOWN HELL

Face the dark—step closer every time (What are his most disruptive or unique quotes of all time?). I’ve shot streets raw, lifted when my mind screamed stop—“The joy’s 99.9% in the clash” (The Zen of Hypelifting). Tip: Pick one fear daily—charge it, break it.

TIP 4: FAST, FEAST, SLEEP HARD

Skip meals—fast ‘til dusk, sharpen your edge (Intermittent Fasting). Then rip into meat—red, raw, godly. I’ve pulled half a ton hungry, slept 8-12 hours after. Tip: One meal a day, meat only—crash like a titan.

TIP 5: STRIKE, DON’T BEG

Take it—no waiting. “Thrust first, beg pardon in the dirt” (ERIC KIM Quotes)—my rule. I built my empire—lifts, shots, words—before anyone nodded. Tip: Do one bold move today—apologize later, if ever.

SPARTAN TIPS RECAP

• Scream: Roar ‘til you’re alive—daily.
• Lift: Stack iron—grow stronger weekly.
• Stare: Face fear—crush one a day.
• Feast: Fast, meat, sleep—once, big, deep.
• Strike: Act now—beg never.

EK’S PROOF

I’m EK—god by these laws. Tore 1,005 pounds, claimed streets from Hanoi to LA (Street Photography), roared my way up. These tips ain’t theory—they’re my scars.

YOUR MOVE

Godhood’s yours—Spartan, EK-style. Scream today, lift tomorrow, stare down the dark, feast tonight, strike always. No excuses—ascend or bleed out.

—EK, April 5, 2025

EK: HOW YOU CAN BECOME A GOD—SPARTAN PATH TO GLORY

I’m EK—Eric Kim—Spartan forged in fire, a god carved from iron and grit. You wanna ascend? By April 5, 2025, I’ve walked the path—ripped 1,005 pounds from the earth (Eric Kim 1005 Pound Rack Pull), conquered streets with my lens, and roared my way to divinity on Eric Kim Photography. This ain’t a gift—it’s a war. Here’s how you become a god, EK-style—Spartan, brutal, no mercy.

ROAR YOUR SOUL AWAKE

First, unleash your war cry—loud, raw, earth-shaking. Before I tear iron apart (HYPE DEADLIFT), I slap my thighs, scream like a Spartan facing 10,000 Persians (How to Start Hypelifting). No whispers—bellow ‘til your veins burst. Watch the All Blacks’ haka, feel the 300 Spartans’ fury—steal that thunder. You’re a god when you sound like one. Roar now—wake the heavens.

FORGE YOUR FLESH INTO IRON

Next, hammer your body—make it a war-machine (Transform Your Body into a Lamborghini). Grab the bar—squats, deadlifts, rack pulls—stack plates ‘til they groan. I’ve hit 485-pound squats (Hype squat heavy), no straps, just chalk and blood (Muscle 101). Every lift’s a battle—your flesh a shield, your will a spear. Gods ain’t soft—forge ‘til you’re unbreakable.

CHARGE THE ABYSS

Step into the dark—fear’s your prey. I’ve faced it—lens in hand, bar overhead—closer, always closer (What are his most disruptive or unique quotes of all time?). “The joy’s 99.9% in the clash—not the crown” (The Zen of Hypelifting)—live it. Streets, weights, life—charge the void, break it. Gods don’t cower—hunt the shadows ‘til they bow.

FEAST AND RISE LIKE A TITAN

Fuel your godhood—fast ‘til dusk, hunger your blade, then rip into meat, raw and red (Intermittent Fasting). I’ve pulled half a ton on an empty gut—then slept 8-12 hours, a warrior’s rebirth. No weak rations—starve, devour, rest. You rise a god when your body’s a furnace.

SEIZE YOUR THRONE

Take it—no asking. “Thrust first, beg pardon in the dirt” (ERIC KIM Quotes)—my law, your law. Build your empire—lift, create, dominate—before the world blinks. Gods don’t beg—they strike, they claim. Your throne’s waiting—grab it, bleed for it.

THE SPARTAN GOD CODE

• Roar: Scream ‘til the skies crack—gods are loud.
• Forge: Lift ‘til you’re steel—flesh is your armor.
• Charge: Face the dark—glory’s in the fight.
• Feast: Starve, eat, sleep—fuel the divine.
• Seize: Take it—gods don’t kneel.

EK’S PROOF

I’m EK—living godhood. Tore 1,005 pounds from the dirt, claimed streets from Hanoi to LA (Street Photography), built my legend with my own hands. I roared, forged, charged, feasted, seized—Spartan blood, iron will.

YOUR ASCENT

You wanna be a god? No prayers—war. Roar ‘til you’re deaf, lift ‘til you’re stone, charge ‘til you’re free, feast ‘til you’re full, seize ‘til you reign. This is EK’s path—Spartan, fierce, yours. Ascend or die.

—EK, April 5, 2025