Post by STARGATERY on Feb 2, 2023 17:37:19 GMT
Acts 4:12 — “Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to mankind by which we must be saved.”
Are you listening now?
You should be.
Disposing of Ruri was no easy feat, it wasn’t even a pleasant one and truth be told, the enjoyable aspect of this industry that I see so many boast about is currently lost on me but when a job needs to be done, I do it. I put my feelings to one side, I do it and then I allow myself to feel whatever it is I need to feel when all is said and done. The second you showcase any emotion, whether that be positive or negative in the heat of the moment, you expose a plethora of weaknesses that your opposition can easily take advantage of. I may be a lot of things but one thing I am not is weak.
I cannot be.
I have been trained to be strong. Conditioned to stand in the face of any adversity wearing the most monotone expression known to man. Can you confidently say the same C?
I don’t think so.
Your mission, it is honourable, on paper at least. I have been in the world of professional wrestling for just over a month and even I can recognise the horrors. Loyalty is a concept lost on the masses, actions that betray written law have been normalised to the point where stepping into the ring can quite literally become a case of life and death and something as trivial as money seems to be the predominant motivation. It’s disgusting.
But at least it’s real.
As pleasant as it can be to spend your time dreaming of better and brighter days, wanting to cleanse this filth ridden world is just not.. I’m looking for the term.. productive I guess. C, you may be admirable, you may be someone that the children can put their faith in because at least they have the argument of youth to justify why they aren’t capable of knowing better but you’re also a fool. The saddest part is, I don’t think you even realise that. I don’t believe that you’re a fraudulent individual, the last shreds of optimism I have allows me to somewhat believe that your intentions are genuinely positive and this just makes me pity you. It is better for a woman like me to feel pity than it is for a woman like me to feel rage. I just have to ask, what makes you believe that you, a mere man operating alone, has in his possession the tools to permanently fix this world? Do you truly think so highly of yourself? Confidence is never a bad thing but I look at your resume and come to the conclusion that confidence to that extent is a little misplaced. Changing anything is a difficult process that takes an unfortunate amount of time and dedication, two things that are very hard to sacrifice for something that you can never be certain that will work out in your favour, changing an industry built on the worst parts of humanity is almost impossible for someone like you. Someone like you who is privileged enough to have never had to experience the true horrors life has to offer, the ones beyond comprehension of wrestling, as awful as this life can be, it is just the tip of the iceberg of catastrophe that God dishes out for fun.
God loves us all C, but not enough to save us.
You love wrestling, but not enough to save it.
Not because you don’t try to, but because that degree of love just doesn’t fucking exist. Please, please, trust me. I do not wish to hurt you anymore than I have to in order to defeat you but if my message is lost on you, I will do whatever is necessary to prove to you that this industry isn’t as bad as you believe it to be! The things you already have, for good and for bad, you cannot afford to take for granted because one day, someday soon.. you won’t have them anymore! Soon, none of us will have anything and that’s the exact reason I choose to dance in the filth, smile in the face of adversity and live every moment like there is no tomorrow because eventually there will be no tomorrow! Happy endings don’t exist, not genuinely, it’s easy to be tricked and believe otherwise when things work out well but an ending is meant to be permanent, no? And who in this day and age is lucky enough to eternally be happy, to always have everything they’ve ever wanted?! No one. Not me, not you, NO ONE.
The weight that you have placed on your shoulders will crush you, it will reduce you to nothing more than a pile of ash, it started to do so the second you decided to undertake this expedition, for your own sake, realise that before it is too late. If you are not incredibly lucky, you will kill yourself in the name of trying to fix things and if you do, no one will remember your valiant efforts until the very end, they’ll just remember you as the modern Icarus, a fool who flew too close to the sun, a simpleton who failed to understand the importance of having dreams that are actually achievable.
This is your one and only chance to be lucky enough to avoid that fate, C.
Let me save you. Let me teach you the lessons that no one else has the gall to do. Let me open your eyes and show you that as bad as you think things may be — it can always be worse.
Are you listening now?
You should be.
Disposing of Ruri was no easy feat, it wasn’t even a pleasant one and truth be told, the enjoyable aspect of this industry that I see so many boast about is currently lost on me but when a job needs to be done, I do it. I put my feelings to one side, I do it and then I allow myself to feel whatever it is I need to feel when all is said and done. The second you showcase any emotion, whether that be positive or negative in the heat of the moment, you expose a plethora of weaknesses that your opposition can easily take advantage of. I may be a lot of things but one thing I am not is weak.
I cannot be.
I have been trained to be strong. Conditioned to stand in the face of any adversity wearing the most monotone expression known to man. Can you confidently say the same C?
I don’t think so.
Your mission, it is honourable, on paper at least. I have been in the world of professional wrestling for just over a month and even I can recognise the horrors. Loyalty is a concept lost on the masses, actions that betray written law have been normalised to the point where stepping into the ring can quite literally become a case of life and death and something as trivial as money seems to be the predominant motivation. It’s disgusting.
But at least it’s real.
As pleasant as it can be to spend your time dreaming of better and brighter days, wanting to cleanse this filth ridden world is just not.. I’m looking for the term.. productive I guess. C, you may be admirable, you may be someone that the children can put their faith in because at least they have the argument of youth to justify why they aren’t capable of knowing better but you’re also a fool. The saddest part is, I don’t think you even realise that. I don’t believe that you’re a fraudulent individual, the last shreds of optimism I have allows me to somewhat believe that your intentions are genuinely positive and this just makes me pity you. It is better for a woman like me to feel pity than it is for a woman like me to feel rage. I just have to ask, what makes you believe that you, a mere man operating alone, has in his possession the tools to permanently fix this world? Do you truly think so highly of yourself? Confidence is never a bad thing but I look at your resume and come to the conclusion that confidence to that extent is a little misplaced. Changing anything is a difficult process that takes an unfortunate amount of time and dedication, two things that are very hard to sacrifice for something that you can never be certain that will work out in your favour, changing an industry built on the worst parts of humanity is almost impossible for someone like you. Someone like you who is privileged enough to have never had to experience the true horrors life has to offer, the ones beyond comprehension of wrestling, as awful as this life can be, it is just the tip of the iceberg of catastrophe that God dishes out for fun.
God loves us all C, but not enough to save us.
You love wrestling, but not enough to save it.
Not because you don’t try to, but because that degree of love just doesn’t fucking exist. Please, please, trust me. I do not wish to hurt you anymore than I have to in order to defeat you but if my message is lost on you, I will do whatever is necessary to prove to you that this industry isn’t as bad as you believe it to be! The things you already have, for good and for bad, you cannot afford to take for granted because one day, someday soon.. you won’t have them anymore! Soon, none of us will have anything and that’s the exact reason I choose to dance in the filth, smile in the face of adversity and live every moment like there is no tomorrow because eventually there will be no tomorrow! Happy endings don’t exist, not genuinely, it’s easy to be tricked and believe otherwise when things work out well but an ending is meant to be permanent, no? And who in this day and age is lucky enough to eternally be happy, to always have everything they’ve ever wanted?! No one. Not me, not you, NO ONE.
The weight that you have placed on your shoulders will crush you, it will reduce you to nothing more than a pile of ash, it started to do so the second you decided to undertake this expedition, for your own sake, realise that before it is too late. If you are not incredibly lucky, you will kill yourself in the name of trying to fix things and if you do, no one will remember your valiant efforts until the very end, they’ll just remember you as the modern Icarus, a fool who flew too close to the sun, a simpleton who failed to understand the importance of having dreams that are actually achievable.
This is your one and only chance to be lucky enough to avoid that fate, C.
Let me save you. Let me teach you the lessons that no one else has the gall to do. Let me open your eyes and show you that as bad as you think things may be — it can always be worse.