Post by louiscypher on Nov 23, 2017 17:31:01 GMT -5
There is another world just beyond our own. Few know its there. Fewer still are aware of it. It is the world that is alive between our dreams and our waking life. It is to be feared and not understood.
There was a time when I was absolutely entranced with that world. Seeking it out, trying to learn more. But there was no learning or finding. There was only being there and not.
When the monster in your dreams finds you and rips you apart. You ask it, what is your name? And it answers. And you think when I wake up I will find out who that name belongs to and finally have some understanding. But 1 second after you wake up that dream world and all that was in it is gone. Poof it never existed. And then you are left with an empty memory. And trying to catch it, is like trying to trap falling rain in your hands. Its fruitless.
And I say this as a man who has been trying to capture water and dreams for longer that I care to admit. Its almost as empty as trying to figure out what drives a man like me. Dont try and understand me, dont try and hate me. Just accept who I am. Life will be a lot easier that way.
The world is made up of 2 types of people, damned and not damned. Me? I am damned. But not for the reasons you might suspect. You see it never quite sat well with me that when I die I have to kneel before the almighty and accept my fate. I just dont think thats what I want to do with my life. Serving god? Nah I dont think so. I bow for no one, not even the almighty.
So that is a tidbit bout how my mind works. Question is now I finally get some recognition. People beginning to see me for the gift from god that I am. And on next Titans I get to prove it. I prove it by beating Travis Deacon and taking his Intercontinental title away and making it my own. Quite so actually. I think I might rename the title in my own way. Call it the Morningstar title. Known in some circles as the lightweight title. Who knows it may catch on. And when it does, well then my work here will be half done.
Ok I think that is it. I will let Travis enjoy the rest of his day. Let him fill up on dead turkey meat and stiny cranberry sauce and I will count the days till he and I meet for “MY” title.
Fade out
There was a time when I was absolutely entranced with that world. Seeking it out, trying to learn more. But there was no learning or finding. There was only being there and not.
When the monster in your dreams finds you and rips you apart. You ask it, what is your name? And it answers. And you think when I wake up I will find out who that name belongs to and finally have some understanding. But 1 second after you wake up that dream world and all that was in it is gone. Poof it never existed. And then you are left with an empty memory. And trying to catch it, is like trying to trap falling rain in your hands. Its fruitless.
And I say this as a man who has been trying to capture water and dreams for longer that I care to admit. Its almost as empty as trying to figure out what drives a man like me. Dont try and understand me, dont try and hate me. Just accept who I am. Life will be a lot easier that way.
The world is made up of 2 types of people, damned and not damned. Me? I am damned. But not for the reasons you might suspect. You see it never quite sat well with me that when I die I have to kneel before the almighty and accept my fate. I just dont think thats what I want to do with my life. Serving god? Nah I dont think so. I bow for no one, not even the almighty.
So that is a tidbit bout how my mind works. Question is now I finally get some recognition. People beginning to see me for the gift from god that I am. And on next Titans I get to prove it. I prove it by beating Travis Deacon and taking his Intercontinental title away and making it my own. Quite so actually. I think I might rename the title in my own way. Call it the Morningstar title. Known in some circles as the lightweight title. Who knows it may catch on. And when it does, well then my work here will be half done.
Ok I think that is it. I will let Travis enjoy the rest of his day. Let him fill up on dead turkey meat and stiny cranberry sauce and I will count the days till he and I meet for “MY” title.
Fade out
