Oftentimes, the fall is inevitable. That much is fact ‘n’ somewhat inescapable – in my humble opinion anyhow. See when you’ve reached the zenith, dependent on the psyche of individual, it’s either a triumph or a bitter sweet victory. On one hand, you’re the apex. You’re the alpha. In short, you’re the King of kings. You’re the one others look to for advice, tutelage ‘n’ guidance. They’re inspired by your focus ‘n’ dedication. For them, ‘n’ more importantly yourself, you push through the hard times. On the other, occupyin’ the top comes at a cost. Who inspires the apex when his motivation wanes? Who inspires the alpha when his resilience runs low? Who inspires the king when duty calls? If the fictional words of Aemon Targaryen are to be believed (“love is the death of duty.”), then I present it as fact that “complacency is the death of progression.” This month I introduce to you: #OperationIdris – Month 9. 

Quick disclaimer. Since my last entry, quite a bit has changed. As per the addition of the ‘DemzVisuals’ tab ‘n’ the blog posts pertainin’ to said tab, the blog has grown. When I initially set it up seperate from IBTC, (I feel I’ve written this somewhere already), the idea was to put personal posts to myself away from the business. This was to serve as my: “I’ll post what I want page”. That bein’ said, one must show lee-way for expansion. When it was just my personal content, I didn’t mind the ‘bare’ upper body shots bein’ the featured image. However, due to an expansion ‘n’ diversity in content type, my featured images shall be: ‘pg’. It may not look good havin’ innocent subject posts next to a ‘half-in the buff’ man. You’ll have to actually open the post ‘n’ read it now to see that. Not much to see this month really. I had a mini relapse ‘n’ indulged in some ice cream ‘n’ pizzas as of late. But, to paraphrase the immortal words of the mythic Alfred Pennyworth (I feel like I’ve written this already also): “we fall so we learn to pick ourselves up”.  This month I introduce to you: #OperationIdris – Month 8. 

Here he is – Mr Olympus himself. So glad he decided to descend from his godly vantage to mingle with us mere mortals ‘n’ create some dope content. I’m truly honoured. Jokes aside, this is part deux of the ‘Scenes from an Unexpected Trilogy’. An avid shooter himself, in a conversation post shootin’, he confided that he is on the cusp of a photography ‘n’ design degree at uni, ‘n’ he also dabbles in architectural photography. He sees a career in this. ‘N’ why not hey? Follow your heart I say. Many of us have failed in our attempt to make the subconscious a reality due to reasons rangin’ from fear, lack of motivation, or dedication. Follow your heart young man. Today I introduce to you: DemzVisuals: Shedy.

I‘ll be the first to say it. Historically, I’ve kinda been the self-titled ‘lone-wolf’ of the family. I won’t bore you or incriminate myself with the details, but it is what it is. Keepin’ it one hunna, for me, the notion of ‘family’ is somethin’ I’ve kinda always taken for granted. Which is strange considerin’ the affinity I have with some of history’s and pop culture’s greatest heroes/anti heroes. Despite their hamartia, they had one thing in common: family. To take for granted an institution which some are not privileged to have is kinda bad. Maybe it’s due to my ‘advancin’ age (I’m still relatively young), my sense of some day perhaps wantin’ my own, or seein’ my youngers growin’ into their own, the ‘lone-wolf’ has realised his own hamartia. To quote the legend George R. R. Martin: “when the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.” Today I introduce to you: Demz Visuals: Rem ‘n’ Fem.

For those that read last month’s entry, welcome back. For those that are new to #OperationIdris, welcome. You can check out the previous entries here. Last month’s entry I alluded to a situation where in frustration, an innocent bollard had the misfortune of meetin’ my already injured right leg. What’s the relevance you enquire? The injury meant I was bed-bound the first week of July, thus endin’ my perfect record of trainin’ every week since the Operation’s inception. Not. Impressed. One. Bit. That being said, the show must go on. I’ve just surpassed the half-way point in the year ‘n’ I’m still goin’ strong. Half full Demz. Half full. This month, I introduce to you: #OperationIdris – Month 7.

For those that read last month’s entry, welcome back. For those that are new to #OperationIdris, welcome. You can check out the previous entries here. After the shocker that was May, I had to come with some serious precipitation. Sh*t had to be as cold as a mid-mornin’ mist that came back with a bang… I know you caught that one! I always find a way to flex lyrical even when I’m talkin’ about the physical. Though there were some erm.. glitches, in comparison to May, June was a stellar month. This month, I introduce to you: #OperationIdris – Month 6.

For those that read last month’s entry, welcome back. For those that are new to #OperationIdris, welcome. You can check out the previous entries here. I’m gonna keep it one hunna from the jump. May was tragic! The featured image says it all. To me, no real progression – dare I say regressed? What should have been a month of might mysteriously meandered into a month of misery. Momentum became momentary. Bein’ the second planned month of the PPL split, the idea was to go out with a bang before I switched up. The gym can be monotonous so I find switchin’ not only “shocks the muscles” as the legend Arnie once quoted, but variance is good for the pysche. Doin’ the same thing over ‘n’ over can send you crazy! ‘N’ loopy I became. This month, I introduce to you: #OperationIdris – Month 5.