Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2013 14:40:15 GMT
I guess the level of competition ramps up quickly here. One week I am on an untelevised bout against some no name hack who can’t even bother to fulfill his contractual obligations and this week I am smack dab in the middle of a three way match against two very established superstars here…
Established, albeit unsuccessful for sure.
I won’t like Michael, I have watched your career for many, many years and you have always been an impressive man in that ring, you always come prepared, you have the physique, you have the game plan and the knowhow, but for some reason here, for some reason it seems that time and time again you end up on the short side of the stick. You end up counting the lights more than you should.
What is the reason Michael? Why is it that you have become nothing more than a second rate schlub, putting on quality match after quality match yet never finding your way to the top of the hierarchy?
Have you lost your smile?
Have you lost your thunder?
I want you to find it. I don’t want to see this petulant Michael Laslow walking around, with his head hanging, with his pride falling, with his tail tucked between his legs, speaking loudly on twitter throughout the weak only to have to lick his wounds and talk about respect Tuesday morning after he is mercilessly humiliated in front of the world again.
I don’t know Michael, I like to think that there is something deep down that will light a spark in you, there is something that is going to reignite your passion, the passion I saw in days that seem so long ago, the passion I saw when you weren’t known for your name yet, when you were trying to forge your path.
Perhaps you need only a pep talk, perhaps you need someone to remind you of what could be when you focus your mind, when you tighten your perception, when you reach the next level.
So, Carpe Diem Michael, seize the day. I know, I know that it is difficult this week, preparing for me, because I am, in fact, an unknown entity. I truly feel bad for you but I want to be more than an opponent to you. I want to be so much more.
A catalyst…
A spark…
A resurgence…
A prayer…
I want to be the one that gives you more than a match, I want to be the one that helps to seek a new start, a start where you once again are fighting to get to the top, fighting for recognition, fighting to be the very best in the world. I want to see the Michael Laslow without a chip on his shoulder, the one who really feels happy to be in the wrestling business, not the one that feels the world owes him something.
Look at how your life has changed, sure you are more popular, you are making more money but are you happy? Are you happy being drug through the muck week after week or are you going to find that passion again? The passion that allows you to once again go toe-to-toe with the very best in the world.
It is not too late to understand Michael, we are all so very lucky to have jobs, we are all so very lucky to be in the business and we all should show some appreciation, we all need to understand that this world is a very fickle place, one that easily changes from week to week.
But you can remain headstrong, you can show resolve and you can rise beyond the norm. I know you are capable, and I want to see it again.
The world is writing you off Mike.
Prove them wrong.
{The scene opens to an undisclosed modest apartment in a nameless city in a nameless country. Redemption sits on the couch, his hands laced behind his head watching the news report on the television. A woman walks out from the back of the house and sits next to him, her face and noticeable features are censored out, her voice is altered}
Redemption: I know this place isn’t much, but unfortunately this is what I can afford right now.
Woman: You know money isn’t really an issue don’t you? I mean, I have plenty of money.
Redemption: That isn’t the point, I am doing this for not only a metaphorical reasoning, or to hife my identity I am doing this to make my fall, to make the mistakes I have made real, so that they are here in a material fashion. I don’t want it to be just a thought in my head, I need to see what my errors forged and I need those to motivate me.
Woman: Well, I think this place it cute anyway, it is, rustic.
{Redemption’s head nods like someone’s head would if they were chuckling. He puts his arm around the woman and she rests her head upon his shoulder}
Redemption: Things will be good again; things will change; of that I am certain. There is no other way to look at it I understand now what the real reason for success it. It isn’t all the glitz and glamour that accompanies it, it is the time you have, the moments to spend with family, the time to see the world and enjoy the many splendors that is has afforded us and ultimately the time to help others who may or may not need a little push.
Woman: You do realize that these are grown men and not little toys that you are facing.
Redemption: They are what they are, they need a push and if facing me is that push then I am happy to do it. I want to embrace positivity because I feel that through that, you can truly change your life.
Woman: You sound like a cheesy motivational speaker.
Redemption: Perhaps, but maybe I am a man who has been blind for a great portion of his life but now can truly see for the first time, a man who needed to fall off a mountain to know the glory of rising to the top.
Woman: And I can’t wait to watch you do it.
{Scene fades}
Nero, you want to know don’t you. You want to know the secrets that lie under this mask, it is just as I foreshadowed last week, I knew that the fact that I wear a mask would take away from what I bring to the ring, I saw the fact that people would focus on the thing that I am trying to keep quiet, the portion of me that no one needs to know yet.
See, there are so many secrets and so many sins that lie under this mask Nero, I wish beyond wishes that I could list them all here, but really although it may be an thoroughly exciting diatribe, I will not sit here and go through the major offenses of my life.
Instead, I will grant you one, one piece.
The sin that made me wear this mask is the most common among Greek myth, and that is of course the sin of hubris, the ideology that you cannot and will not be wrong, the ideology that is based on thinking that you are, yourself above everything else. That no gods, no mortals and no fate can get in your way of destiny. It is the same hubris that caused Oedipus to slay his father while bedding his mother, the same hubris that caused Perseus’ father to be hit in the head by a discus thrown by his son, the same hubris that caused Heracules to kill his wife and children.
My hubris, of course wasn’t that over the top, I haven’t committed murder, I haven’t screwed my mother or killed my father, although, as I am sure most have I have considered it once or twice. Mine was putting myself in a position where I had no way out. I thought that there was no one that could stand with me Nero; I thought that I was above each individual who laced his or her boots up.
But that has changed, my whole outlook has changed Nero, I have started to see things in a better light, I have started to see things from an outsider looking in. I won’t make some erroneous claim that I have lived a hard life because I will be honest compared to some my life seems, privileged but one thing that I can claim is that I have learned a great deal over the past few months, they have been hard months where I have really had to search my soul to find pieces of myself that seemed to be broken into such tiny pieces that they would never my traceable again.
But I emerged Nero, I made my way out of that dark, black place and I am back to make a change, I am here to help people find their redemption, I am here to help people so they aren’t encumbered by their own short sighted ideologies.
I am not perfect, and I don’t want to come across as I think I am, I wake up every morning and make the same mistakes others make, I have intrinsic motivations that disallow me from ever making the right decision for too long.
But my eyes have been opened recently, and I can see Nero, I can see that these problems can be changed, I can see that modifications can be made. I can see that improvement can be made.
And that is what I want, that is why I wear this mask.
Established, albeit unsuccessful for sure.
I won’t like Michael, I have watched your career for many, many years and you have always been an impressive man in that ring, you always come prepared, you have the physique, you have the game plan and the knowhow, but for some reason here, for some reason it seems that time and time again you end up on the short side of the stick. You end up counting the lights more than you should.
What is the reason Michael? Why is it that you have become nothing more than a second rate schlub, putting on quality match after quality match yet never finding your way to the top of the hierarchy?
Have you lost your smile?
Have you lost your thunder?
I want you to find it. I don’t want to see this petulant Michael Laslow walking around, with his head hanging, with his pride falling, with his tail tucked between his legs, speaking loudly on twitter throughout the weak only to have to lick his wounds and talk about respect Tuesday morning after he is mercilessly humiliated in front of the world again.
I don’t know Michael, I like to think that there is something deep down that will light a spark in you, there is something that is going to reignite your passion, the passion I saw in days that seem so long ago, the passion I saw when you weren’t known for your name yet, when you were trying to forge your path.
Perhaps you need only a pep talk, perhaps you need someone to remind you of what could be when you focus your mind, when you tighten your perception, when you reach the next level.
So, Carpe Diem Michael, seize the day. I know, I know that it is difficult this week, preparing for me, because I am, in fact, an unknown entity. I truly feel bad for you but I want to be more than an opponent to you. I want to be so much more.
A catalyst…
A spark…
A resurgence…
A prayer…
I want to be the one that gives you more than a match, I want to be the one that helps to seek a new start, a start where you once again are fighting to get to the top, fighting for recognition, fighting to be the very best in the world. I want to see the Michael Laslow without a chip on his shoulder, the one who really feels happy to be in the wrestling business, not the one that feels the world owes him something.
Look at how your life has changed, sure you are more popular, you are making more money but are you happy? Are you happy being drug through the muck week after week or are you going to find that passion again? The passion that allows you to once again go toe-to-toe with the very best in the world.
It is not too late to understand Michael, we are all so very lucky to have jobs, we are all so very lucky to be in the business and we all should show some appreciation, we all need to understand that this world is a very fickle place, one that easily changes from week to week.
But you can remain headstrong, you can show resolve and you can rise beyond the norm. I know you are capable, and I want to see it again.
The world is writing you off Mike.
Prove them wrong.
{The scene opens to an undisclosed modest apartment in a nameless city in a nameless country. Redemption sits on the couch, his hands laced behind his head watching the news report on the television. A woman walks out from the back of the house and sits next to him, her face and noticeable features are censored out, her voice is altered}
Redemption: I know this place isn’t much, but unfortunately this is what I can afford right now.
Woman: You know money isn’t really an issue don’t you? I mean, I have plenty of money.
Redemption: That isn’t the point, I am doing this for not only a metaphorical reasoning, or to hife my identity I am doing this to make my fall, to make the mistakes I have made real, so that they are here in a material fashion. I don’t want it to be just a thought in my head, I need to see what my errors forged and I need those to motivate me.
Woman: Well, I think this place it cute anyway, it is, rustic.
{Redemption’s head nods like someone’s head would if they were chuckling. He puts his arm around the woman and she rests her head upon his shoulder}
Redemption: Things will be good again; things will change; of that I am certain. There is no other way to look at it I understand now what the real reason for success it. It isn’t all the glitz and glamour that accompanies it, it is the time you have, the moments to spend with family, the time to see the world and enjoy the many splendors that is has afforded us and ultimately the time to help others who may or may not need a little push.
Woman: You do realize that these are grown men and not little toys that you are facing.
Redemption: They are what they are, they need a push and if facing me is that push then I am happy to do it. I want to embrace positivity because I feel that through that, you can truly change your life.
Woman: You sound like a cheesy motivational speaker.
Redemption: Perhaps, but maybe I am a man who has been blind for a great portion of his life but now can truly see for the first time, a man who needed to fall off a mountain to know the glory of rising to the top.
Woman: And I can’t wait to watch you do it.
{Scene fades}
Nero, you want to know don’t you. You want to know the secrets that lie under this mask, it is just as I foreshadowed last week, I knew that the fact that I wear a mask would take away from what I bring to the ring, I saw the fact that people would focus on the thing that I am trying to keep quiet, the portion of me that no one needs to know yet.
See, there are so many secrets and so many sins that lie under this mask Nero, I wish beyond wishes that I could list them all here, but really although it may be an thoroughly exciting diatribe, I will not sit here and go through the major offenses of my life.
Instead, I will grant you one, one piece.
The sin that made me wear this mask is the most common among Greek myth, and that is of course the sin of hubris, the ideology that you cannot and will not be wrong, the ideology that is based on thinking that you are, yourself above everything else. That no gods, no mortals and no fate can get in your way of destiny. It is the same hubris that caused Oedipus to slay his father while bedding his mother, the same hubris that caused Perseus’ father to be hit in the head by a discus thrown by his son, the same hubris that caused Heracules to kill his wife and children.
My hubris, of course wasn’t that over the top, I haven’t committed murder, I haven’t screwed my mother or killed my father, although, as I am sure most have I have considered it once or twice. Mine was putting myself in a position where I had no way out. I thought that there was no one that could stand with me Nero; I thought that I was above each individual who laced his or her boots up.
But that has changed, my whole outlook has changed Nero, I have started to see things in a better light, I have started to see things from an outsider looking in. I won’t make some erroneous claim that I have lived a hard life because I will be honest compared to some my life seems, privileged but one thing that I can claim is that I have learned a great deal over the past few months, they have been hard months where I have really had to search my soul to find pieces of myself that seemed to be broken into such tiny pieces that they would never my traceable again.
But I emerged Nero, I made my way out of that dark, black place and I am back to make a change, I am here to help people find their redemption, I am here to help people so they aren’t encumbered by their own short sighted ideologies.
I am not perfect, and I don’t want to come across as I think I am, I wake up every morning and make the same mistakes others make, I have intrinsic motivations that disallow me from ever making the right decision for too long.
But my eyes have been opened recently, and I can see Nero, I can see that these problems can be changed, I can see that modifications can be made. I can see that improvement can be made.
And that is what I want, that is why I wear this mask.
Well howdy there pardner.