Post by STARGATERY on Dec 9, 2022 21:57:44 GMT
WHAT LITTLE GOOD IS POISONED.
VENOM DRIPS IN LAZY STREAKS
FROM THE THOUSAND CUTS
I HAVE COLLECTED
AND AS I WATCH TRAGEDY
AFTER TRAGEDY
I AM SURPRISED
BY HOW LITTLE I CARE
ABOUT THE SUFFERING OF OTHERS
MY EMPATHY SUBDUED
NOW DULL AND EFETE
“He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear the Lord and put their trust in him” (Psalm 40:3)
Faith.
See, faith sometimes must be cast, placed on another individual for they are the ones who have your life and well-being in the palm of their hands. I hold that in mine. I hold the life of every man and woman employed here in the palm of my hand, hell, chances are, I hold the life of you, reading this in the palm of my hand. This weekend I am set to make my professional wrestling debut and although I heavily disagree with the sacrilegious title of the upcoming event which thousands are excited for, I feel myself actually looking forward to baring so much of myself to countless judgemental eyes. I will walk into the eyes of the many as an unknown and will walk out the winner with everyone saying my name over and over.
Life isn’t simple.
It is all a game.
One designed entirely by powers beyond regular human comprehension.
One designed by powers only understood by those like myself.
So, I am here to help.
Life is only despairing, forlorn and irrevocable if you choose for it to be. Walking through the fiery pits of hell is not an accomplishment, I already anticipate my opposition claiming so because isn’t that what everybody does? People do not seem to be able to tell the difference between a hero and a victim and that is why I am here, why I have taken the position of bringing you the truth, the horrors that exist in this world to one blind and naïve fool at a time. There’s always a price to pay and the price we shall all pay for my entrance to this rather fine establishment is quite the high one. I shall sacrifice the remains of whatever soul resides within and you shall all sacrifice blood, gallons of the stuff. For John Blade, Flux, Price, Roxie Gearheart and Rey Jaguar - the 10th of December 2022 will be a date unable to forget, it’ll be an awakening from the illusions created by feeble minds. I look at those around me and I see just how many people have become lost, not knowing the difference between what is a dream and what is real, it is honestly sad. In my matches those who are unlucky enough to stand across from me will learn horror, they will learn pain and they will feel defeat for I will open all eyes and educate the masses in what they refuse to see, the whole world shall learn that on the night I met with Jason Long to finalise the details of my contract, the epitaph of all your favourite stars were also written. I can appreciate determination so in all my words if there is one thing to be taken then let it be the lesson life teaches and no one ever learns, there are no fairytales or happy endings. Your glass slipper, the clock striking midnight will only signify hopes and dreams shattered. Everything around me is just a beautiful world because I make it that way and as the playing field are left lying in their own blood I will bow my head and in sadness know that what I am gazing upon is another victim, isn’t that what we all are? We know how this ends and it is a result of the choices made by others in life which have led to this. Now I address the challenges before me for the first time, what are you going to do when locked in that chamber with me? What can you do?
Nothing.
Because none of you are ready to understand what I am about to unleash on you to take a step closer to holding an object that commands respect from the audiences, I am here for reasons far beyond picking up simple victories and adding gold to my collection but I can recognize that having both of those things on my resume will transform me into the most credible threat I can be. It’s a shame that no one reaches for what I have realised, what I have seen, no one believes in themselves anymore and here I am offering a chance to look inside that empty soul and see just how lost and misinformed you are. So many fools will plummet to their own distraction. I offer a gift and instead I get sceptics? I feel special, I really do. What the world will see at God Amongst Men shall be a message to all of the world that no one is safe experiencing a silence in the darkness.
Listen closely.
I will not scream.
Can you hear it?
Can you hear the wind from the wings of the buzzards? The body count will soon begin to rise, and then, only then will you hear not the Moth to a Flame, but a young woman kneeling over an unnecessary casualty slowly singing her moonlight prayer. Just like back home in the confines of The Family, this is MY Slaughterhouse and all of you are lined up…..unknowingly ready to be massacred, the cries like music to my ears. Many have searched for the “Secret of Life” and their journeys have taken them to too many different conclusions, I can tell you exactly what the Secret of Life is.. it ends.