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"A Thousand words will not leave so deep as an impression as one deed..." - Henrik Ibsen
Welcome to my world...
It's a glorious world, full of arguing, violence, and plenty of drinking, sex and parties.
Well, that's what it looks like from the outside. But on the inside it can be a very different story. And that's the thing, can be, it can be a very different place inside my head, than what is observed outside it.
Outside it may seem as if i always have a thousand words to say, as i if i am always constant, but the thing is, that's the best part of me, my thoughts are constantly differing from one day to the next.
One day i could be angry, then crazy, then insane, then just, then vengeful, then irritating, then amusing, and then possible a combination of all those things. But that's the thing, that's the very best thing i love about myself - among others - i'm unpredictable. You're never able to know exactly what's going on inside my head, and that is for one simple reason:
I'm not always the one controlling it.
Do you know what it's like to not know what's happening inside your very head? To be unaware of exactly where a train of thought may be going, and to simply let everything be as it may be, to let your body be a puppet to the one puppeteer you trust the absolute most. It's thrilling, exciting and overall....it's fun.
And that's what i'm obsessed with in this life. Because i believe that fun is the very thing that humans exist for. Why else are we here if not to simply enjoy the precious little time we have? Why do we need to be so obsessed with everything that goes on around us, and not focus on the one thing that is in front of us - our lives - and making them worthwhile?
No matter the circumstances, all people should simply be enjoying themselves, and having FUN. And that's what i'm trying to teach all of these poor, deluded people. This is what i'm trying to save the professional wrestling world from. I'm saving them from their own lives, from lives filled with thousands of meaningless, torturous words, and lead them into a world where words no longer matter, but rather, the deeds that are performed because of one motive - fun.
Everybody is entitled to freedom, so why should we not spend that freedom having the best time possible? Why shouldn't we be allowed to walk up to somebody in the street and slap them across the face? Why shouldn't we be able to drink all we want and kiss all we want, ignoring the after effects? A world without enjoyment is not a world at all, it is a wasteland, filled with poor, energy-less souls all looking to find solace in something, something that is not there.
Why shouldn't we be able to say what we want when we want? Because it is not the words that matter, it is the way in which you deliver them that creates the most enjoyment. When the smoke clears, what will each and every single person be able to say about their lives?
Oh sure, you could say, I've been righteous, and just, and i've served other and made money, and all that other crap, but at the end of the day, where does that get you? A guilt-free conscience, and a shallow, empty place in your heart.
Then there's those who fight for people, fight for what they believe in, what they believe is just. These people believe a life of servitude and sacrifice means that they're existence is somewhat solidified in the minds of others. And what about their own minds? When they look back, all they'll be able to see are opportunities wasted on things that mean absolutely nothing.
There's the greedy, the liars, the criminals, the thinkers, the helpers, the scientists, the creative, and then there's those people who are living life to the fullest, for nobody but their self and when they look back at life, they'll be able to sit back and know that everything they did was because of themselves, because they wanted to have the greatest time possible and make the most of the brief existence we all share upon this planet.
I am one of those people. And i'm trying to make all of you, that type of person.
Of course, there will be those who oppose, who believe that people should not be allowed to live life as they see fit, and in their own way, as all men and women do, they believe they are doing right, just like all villains, and all people.
There are those who would try and stop the revolution, the beginning of a new era, but unfortunately, those people are not above the advance of humanity, and try as they may, they will eventually all fall to ideals, the truth - or as i like to put it - the lie that i like best.
Some will say that after last week's defeat to Trey Baxter, i have failed. However, although i admit i did not see the setback on the horizon, it does not even remotely mean that i have failed.
Trey was a formidable adversary, he was a strong wrestler and he was one of the hardest opponents i've ever had to face in that ring. However, that does not mean i've failed, in fact it's far from it. Because as Henry Ford once said; Failure is simply the opportunity to begin again, this time more intelligently.
And that's what i am going to do. Begin again. Because as i told a little lady on twitter, i've never really been one for waiting in line...
I much prefer complete chaos and total anarchy.
And at the end of the day, within that chaos and anarchy, there is going to be me, standing up the top with a grin on my face, holding the world title in the air, as the Messiah, the Technical Messiah, of Pro Wrestling.
Because at the end of the day, you could say a thousand words, and yet it won't be the thing that people remember - no, the very thing that people remember is the deed that made them open their eyes and look, the very deed that puts the spotlight on you, and lets you make the most of this life. One deed is all it takes, to make an impact....
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There are things in this world that don't need understanding.
For example, there is human stupidity, there is the attempt to make everything perfect, and there is one thing that overrides all:
Order.
Order is one of the world's greatest lies. Order is the symbolism of truth, and in the end, order also boils down to one thing: Lies. Order is the principle that everything in this world is organized, everything in this world is put into place and that nothing is allowed to be spontaneous, no fun is allowed to exist and people are under complete and strict supervision.
Order is one of the world's greatest deceptions, because in the end, humanity is never destine for order. Every single thing that humans are destined for all comes back to one thing: anarchy, the dissension of order and the uprising of the human stature, the revelation of the true destiny of humanity - one of complete chaos, dissension and utter and complete destruction.
Because humans will never know how to live in order. From wars, to muggings, riots, assaults, and general public demonstrations, humans are always going to use chaos and violence as a means to an end, and in the end, it is best to accept that, and the world will finally become a better place.
I awake from my deep slumber, once again to the sound of knocking outside my apartment. It seems as if i've slept in once again. What a pity.
My first thought is to simple neglect the knocking on my door and resume my slumber, so that i am able to prepare for the tag team match i will be partaking in just a few hours. However, a promise is a promise, and as I get to my feet and pull on some pants and a t-shirt, i fully realize exactly who it is i'm about to be seeing, and under what circumstances.
I haven't seen Alyssa Young for a long time, in fact it's almost a year since i last laid eyes on my first love, to put it in romantic terms. In other words she was the first woman that i'd ever laid eyes on that made me feel something inside more than the want to have some fun.
Alyssa was the first person in my life that made me feel something, and after six long years of being with her, i was sure she was the one person i wanted to stay with for the rest of my life. Then a man named William Turner came, and screwed everything up.
I walk over to the door and pull the handle, still not knowing exactly how i'm going to cope with being around with the woman i loved for six years, who then abandoned me when i needed her most - seems like i have a recurring theme with women.
I pull the heavy condo door open to see the figure of Alyssa Young standing in the doorway, a smile spread across her face. She is wearing a tight tank top and extremely tight jeans, and she looks as sexy as ever as she enters my hotel room with a tape recorder in hand.
"I see you're looking no worse for wear." I say, with a somewhat kinder tone in my voice than our last meeting.
"Flattering as always..." She says, smirking as she enters the condo and looks around. "Wow, i like what you've done with the place." She places her handbag down on the coffee table and keep the recorder in her back pocket.
"Yeah, cause you know me, always into home decorating..." I say sarcastically, picking up a beer from the fridge and tossing her a VB to compliment. She smiles as she accepts it, knowing that it's her favorite. We open them together and sit down on the couch, waiting for Alyssa to get the recorder set up.
"Okay, so, should we just get started?"
"Better than awkwardly waiting around, don't you think?" I say, taking another gulp of beer as she sits close to me - almost too close - and begins the interview.
"So, this week you've got a tag team match with your best friend, tag team partner and fellow member of this "Age of Arrogance" Chris Cable, against two men who you've never faced before, in Ash Soulsfate and Aiden Caine. Thoughts?"
I smirk as i look at her in a position i've never seen her in - she's trying to be as nice as possible, why also trying to obtain answers. The Lyss i knew would've walked up to somebody and cracked them across the jaw to get answers out of them, but i guess we all have to do things we don't want to.
"The fact of the matter is that i've never faced them in that ring, but i know Aiden Caine. I've studied him since i met him, and i've also studies Ash Soulsfate - not much to study there anyway."
"So, how are you going to combat them?" She asks, obviously also feeling the uncomfortable tension that hung in the air.
"Simple. We go out there, we do what we always do, we create chaos, and we win. There's no tactics involved in simply being the best...."
"But i know you're going to need more than that for a good interview, so in answer to your question, i'm treating this match like i treat a promo, in fact, it'll probably be less difficult than cutting a promo, because that takes effort - i have to move my mouth a lot! This is going to take a substantially lesser effort."
"Aiden is still beaten up from his Unsanctioned match with Rage, there's no hiding from that fact, and however much he tries to say about how he's at his most dangerous, and that he can take me because i've "done nothing in this company", in his words. But the thing is, at the end of the day, it's not always what happens inside that ring, is it?"
She beckons me to continue, still enthralled by me, as i expected. I mean, come on, who can resist the Punk?
"I make promises, and i keep them. I made a promise to Electra that i would hurt her for what she did to me, and i also made a promise not to lay a finger on her. Because there are sooo many ways of hurting people without physically touching them. The mind is a very fragile thing, and when it gets played with, certain things happen. Electra is going to know exactly how fragile a mind can be when played with correctly, because Electra, i will make you suffer. In ways you have never suffered before, i will make you feel pain."
"Do you know what it's like to have somebody reach into the very depths of your mind and play around? Do you know what it's like to have somebody cause you so much pain, and look and your body and there is not a scratch? Because i do, and i want to share that feeling with you, because its a feeling i think i'm going to love seeing you writhe in."
"Aiden seems to think that i've failed, that because i couldn't beat Trey Baxter, my world is crumbling around me and everything i've worked for has come to dust. He seems to believe that "nobody would miss me" and that i've resulted in nothing while i'm here. "Failure is simply the opportunity to start again, this time more intelligently."
"And you, Mr. Caine, should know this most of all. Because you said yourself, everybody has a failure, you failed against Rage, and yet, you're still here, and i'm still here. And guess what, i'm going to make sure you realize exactly how much of a threat i am, and why you're attempts to quell the Age of Arrogance will simple end in more failure for you, and the ultimate success for me."
"If you need reminding because you're intelligence is obviously less than that of an horny bullfrog, I couldn't care less if people cared about me leaving or not. The fact of the matter is, i'm not going anywhere, and there's nothing you can do about it. You'll simply be another victim of the Age of Arrogance."
"As for Ash, well i've never met the guy, and from what it looks like, i don't think i need to. You're exactly like every other person in this company. You think you know the answers, but at the end all you know is how to scratch your plums when you're horny, and how to throw a punch when you're angry. You, just like all the people in this wrestling world, need educating on how to live. Enough of this deception, enough of you throwing random words at me and trying to make it look like you're a big man. At the end of the day, all you are is a little man who needs guidance, just like everybody else."
"I guess you can count yourself lucky, lucky that you'll be one of the people first to experience the new me, the Age of Arrogance. At the end of the day, when it comes down to who is making the bigger impact, it doesn’t matter what you do inside that ring. It all comes down to the one act, one deed. Because for a thousand words, they could all be forgotten with one deed. One deed is all it takes to make people look. And I plan to make people look."
“Thanks Drake.” Without another word she is out of the condo, almost overcome with the tension and awkwardness. As I see the door close I breathe a sigh of relief, the time for love was gone. Now it was the time to make an impact.