Post by twilight on Nov 12, 2017 18:55:06 GMT -5
I am tired.
The scene is a church in Ventura California. A protestant church this far west is strange, but not completely strange as me being here.
I have come a long long way to where I am today. Traveled through forests and deserts alike. It felt as if I were on my way to Jeville, but yet I wasnt. No land of the lost, no lost children waiting for me at the end of the road.
I have always been the traveler. Going further and farther than most would dare. Never showing that fear that holds us.
When I was in the 50s, back then my name was Thomas Live. A funny name to be sure, especially for someone who always passes on to the next life. When I was a kid we went on vacation. I dont remember the name of the place but it had small lakes where the water was crystal clear.
I was swimming one day and I see this large shadow hovering over me, but as it got closer I realized it wasnt the shadow from the clouds it was something in the water. It was an alligator, probably over 6 feet long. When I realized what it was, I reacted in a way that I didnt understand. I walked towards it with no fear. It stopped a few inches from my feet. I was alone in the water, my parents too far away to see what was happening. I wanted to touch it. It rose up and I could see its eye peering at me. My parents finally spot us and start screaming. I get nearer and nearer, the aligator does not move. I dont think it can quite make out what the deal is with me. I smile at it. And when I do, it moves back, and goes back to where it came from it exits the water and goes back into the woods. Soon my father is on me and pulling me back and out of the water as well. My mother checks me over and finds nothing. Not a scratch, not a bite, nothing. They hug me all the while my mother crying.
It wasnt till much later in that life that I realized that the alligator probably see a kindred spirit in me. That day I think he saw a predator. Something more dangerous than it. The alligator sensed it.
Now a few lives later I get to see that thing in the mirror the alligator saw back then.
To my opponent Rumpke you got to ask yourself this. Are you the alligator or the boy back then? You think you may be dangerous, but from what I see you are only dangerous to yourself. I do not fear you. I am the water holding both the boy and the alligator. I am both, I am all.
I sought you out yes I did. Because a small part of me thinks I can learn something from you. Something that isnt self destruction. You wanted this match to be hardcore. I agreed. Only because it will be an honor to see you use something else than yourself to destroy you with.
I am tired.
I used to swim all the time when I was a kid. Thinking I might find another alligator. But I would only run across a cottonmouth or two, pushing up like needles getting some water. A snake swimming in a lake is not as good as a gator floating through it.
So I will hold my breath and hope that I swim strong once again.
Fade to Light
The scene is a church in Ventura California. A protestant church this far west is strange, but not completely strange as me being here.
I have come a long long way to where I am today. Traveled through forests and deserts alike. It felt as if I were on my way to Jeville, but yet I wasnt. No land of the lost, no lost children waiting for me at the end of the road.
I have always been the traveler. Going further and farther than most would dare. Never showing that fear that holds us.
When I was in the 50s, back then my name was Thomas Live. A funny name to be sure, especially for someone who always passes on to the next life. When I was a kid we went on vacation. I dont remember the name of the place but it had small lakes where the water was crystal clear.
I was swimming one day and I see this large shadow hovering over me, but as it got closer I realized it wasnt the shadow from the clouds it was something in the water. It was an alligator, probably over 6 feet long. When I realized what it was, I reacted in a way that I didnt understand. I walked towards it with no fear. It stopped a few inches from my feet. I was alone in the water, my parents too far away to see what was happening. I wanted to touch it. It rose up and I could see its eye peering at me. My parents finally spot us and start screaming. I get nearer and nearer, the aligator does not move. I dont think it can quite make out what the deal is with me. I smile at it. And when I do, it moves back, and goes back to where it came from it exits the water and goes back into the woods. Soon my father is on me and pulling me back and out of the water as well. My mother checks me over and finds nothing. Not a scratch, not a bite, nothing. They hug me all the while my mother crying.
It wasnt till much later in that life that I realized that the alligator probably see a kindred spirit in me. That day I think he saw a predator. Something more dangerous than it. The alligator sensed it.
Now a few lives later I get to see that thing in the mirror the alligator saw back then.
To my opponent Rumpke you got to ask yourself this. Are you the alligator or the boy back then? You think you may be dangerous, but from what I see you are only dangerous to yourself. I do not fear you. I am the water holding both the boy and the alligator. I am both, I am all.
I sought you out yes I did. Because a small part of me thinks I can learn something from you. Something that isnt self destruction. You wanted this match to be hardcore. I agreed. Only because it will be an honor to see you use something else than yourself to destroy you with.
I am tired.
I used to swim all the time when I was a kid. Thinking I might find another alligator. But I would only run across a cottonmouth or two, pushing up like needles getting some water. A snake swimming in a lake is not as good as a gator floating through it.
So I will hold my breath and hope that I swim strong once again.
Fade to Light
