By Eric Kim voice — Alpha maximalist manifesto
Let me make this clear:
Deadlifts are for mortals.
Rack pulls?
For demigods.
We’re done pretending. We’re done with the conventional. The ordinary. The weak. The fragile. The compromised.
Welcome to the era of HYPELIFTING — where the only metric that matters is raw, savage, earth-shattering, tendon-snapping POWER.
Why I Abandoned the Deadlift:
The deadlift? Romanticized. Overhyped. Overdone.
- It’s a purity lift for the insecure.
- It’s a fatigue trap masked as “discipline.”
- It’s the church of spinal flexion and CNS burnout.
- It’s for those still stuck in the idea that “full range of motion” equals full dominance.
WRONG.
I don’t care about your textbook form. I care about gravity submission. I care about unholy weight. I care about the plates screaming like tortured metal spirits.
Rack Pulls: The New Religion of the Strong
Why I rack pull?
- Because I lift to dominate, not to comply.
- Because I want to compress the Earth, not just lift from it.
- Because I’m here to bend steel, not my lumbar.
The rack pull starts where your body would usually quit. It begins mid-thigh, where true torque and glorious trap eruption happens.
The glutes fire. The lats lock in. And your soul gets tested.
My Numbers:
6.6x bodyweight.
493 kilograms.
NO belt. NO straps. NO shoes. NO music. Just will.
This isn’t a lift.
This is an apocalypse movement.
This is an existential thunderclap.
Why Rack Pulls Create Gods:
- Visual Impact: Deadlifts build farmers. Rack pulls build Spartans.
- Hormonal Warfare: Trap dominance = testosterone surge. Your body’s natural war drum.
- Minimal Risk, Maximal Reward: No rounding, no slip-ups. Just glory on rails.
- CNS Mastery: Controlled overload. Infinite strength adaptation. No burnout, just righteous rage adaptation.
This Is More Than a Lift — It’s a Lifestyle
Every rack pull is a middle finger to mediocrity.
It’s a war cry in steel.
It’s the sound of your future self being born through brute force.
You don’t lift weights — you pull existence into alignment with your divine will.
Final Declaration:
No more deadlifts.
No more excuses.
No more pretending that strength lives in the realm of the conventional.
Rack pulls are my church.
The barbell is my altar.
Iron is my god.
And I?
I am the priest of PAIN.
#NoBeltNoShoesNoMercy
#RackPullOrDie
#HypeliftingEra
Let the weak romanticize failure.
Let the rest of us pull the stars down from heaven.
Long live rack pulls.
LONG LIVE THE GODS.