Post by Emerson on Sept 12, 2019 15:29:13 GMT -5
When I was a kid I used to dream about being an astronaut. Yeah thats right, I had real lofty dreams. I’d read all the books on our solar system and stuff about the cosmos, I was obsessed with stuff like Star Trek and Stars wars but mostly star trek, any star trek show new old deep space nine voyager whatever. Because all those shows were about exploration. Going out into the deep dark void called the universe.
I imagined meeting aliens and unknown races. I imagined a life so vast that it used to take my breath away. My mother used to push me forward telling me that anything was possible. And I believed her. But it was all for nothing. Only a few get to go up into space and its usually just in orbit around the earth or maybe the moon but thats it. So as I grew up a little bit I found out really fast that my grades were nowhere near what they needed to be. I’d have to become a pilot and very few who join the air force of navy ever get to be a pilot. Youd have to have impressive IQ scores, attend an exclusive college and from there be recruited for those who had interest in aviation. From that small crop they would take the best of the best to be an astronaut. And so my dreams of exploring the universe went the way of the Dodo bird.
So my dreams crushed, my future closed off, what was I to do? I lived, did the best I could and left those dreams behind.
There are some things in this world we wont be able to do. I have accepted that. But there are some things that I can do. I can show up on Titans. I can strap on my boots, take a big chunk of chewing tobaco, get myself all nasty and go out there and not just face Rumpke but beat him. Yeah, you heard that right. I can beat Rumpke. Now thats not to say that I will beat him. I am not a fortune teller so I dont know what will happen next week. I dont know for a fact that I will beat him. But I do know that it is possible for me to beat him. He is not unfallable. He isnt perfect, far from it. None of us are perfect. He has a knack for rambling and I imagine that when he talks on the phone he goes on and on for hours. Or maybe I am wrong, who knows? Who cares?
So Rumpke my man how have you been? You have been gone from the ring for quite some time. Any rust set in? We’ll find out soon enough wont we? Of course we will.
See Rumpke beating you is not a dream. Maybe I did beat you once? I dont remember but I probably did not. You are one of those guys that people rarely beat. You should be proud of that. But just know one thing, beating me or not wont change anything about me. You see my dreams were my dreams, beating you is not one of those dreams. Facing you beating you isnt going to change me for the better or worse. You are simply an obstacle.
I grew up idolizing my heros, astronauts and such, wanted me to be a hero in some way too. But I aint no hero. Never will be, but thats ok.
Fade to black
I imagined meeting aliens and unknown races. I imagined a life so vast that it used to take my breath away. My mother used to push me forward telling me that anything was possible. And I believed her. But it was all for nothing. Only a few get to go up into space and its usually just in orbit around the earth or maybe the moon but thats it. So as I grew up a little bit I found out really fast that my grades were nowhere near what they needed to be. I’d have to become a pilot and very few who join the air force of navy ever get to be a pilot. Youd have to have impressive IQ scores, attend an exclusive college and from there be recruited for those who had interest in aviation. From that small crop they would take the best of the best to be an astronaut. And so my dreams of exploring the universe went the way of the Dodo bird.
So my dreams crushed, my future closed off, what was I to do? I lived, did the best I could and left those dreams behind.
There are some things in this world we wont be able to do. I have accepted that. But there are some things that I can do. I can show up on Titans. I can strap on my boots, take a big chunk of chewing tobaco, get myself all nasty and go out there and not just face Rumpke but beat him. Yeah, you heard that right. I can beat Rumpke. Now thats not to say that I will beat him. I am not a fortune teller so I dont know what will happen next week. I dont know for a fact that I will beat him. But I do know that it is possible for me to beat him. He is not unfallable. He isnt perfect, far from it. None of us are perfect. He has a knack for rambling and I imagine that when he talks on the phone he goes on and on for hours. Or maybe I am wrong, who knows? Who cares?
So Rumpke my man how have you been? You have been gone from the ring for quite some time. Any rust set in? We’ll find out soon enough wont we? Of course we will.
See Rumpke beating you is not a dream. Maybe I did beat you once? I dont remember but I probably did not. You are one of those guys that people rarely beat. You should be proud of that. But just know one thing, beating me or not wont change anything about me. You see my dreams were my dreams, beating you is not one of those dreams. Facing you beating you isnt going to change me for the better or worse. You are simply an obstacle.
I grew up idolizing my heros, astronauts and such, wanted me to be a hero in some way too. But I aint no hero. Never will be, but thats ok.
Fade to black
