Post by Eno Redrum on Feb 28, 2010 11:00:22 GMT -5
Somewhere in side of us all lays a dormant beast, waiting to be awaken. It is a beast of epic power that we live in fear of, and lock it away in the prison of our heart and mind. We place guards around it who stand an ever-watchful vigil to assure that it never escapes for we fear the destruction it would bring about if it were released.
We fear it because we know that it is us, or at least a part of us. A part of us that we have yet to see, but have heard its echoes throughout our lives as it yearns to be set free to roam as it pleases.
It is the eternal struggle within each of us as we battle to stay on one side of the fence or the other. Good and bad, Ying and Yang, Light and Dark. Call it what you will, but in the end it is all the same. It is ourselves doing battle with the other half of who we are, but have yet to allow ourselves to be.
Each day the cage weakens and the beast grows stronger. The vigil watchman grows older and weary, yet we still battle to contain it in its prison.
The prison walls decay and begin to break away and at the first sight of hope, the beast finally breaks the chains that binds it and releases its fury upon ourselves, changing us forever more.
I can feel the chains slowly beginning to loosen as the beast flexes its bulk and begins to exert its will over me. I know that I am slowly losing the battle, and soon I will fall prey to its lust and greed for power.
There is nothing I can do except sit and wait as my end draws near and its time of reign draws closer.
The seconds tick away on the clock and echo in my head like the bass drum of an orchestra. Slow and methodically it beats...
TIC-TOC. . .
TIC-TOC. . .
How much time do I have before I am gone and it takes over? I do not know the answer for this question, but I know that it is not long.
Like a cat who toys with a mouse, it is now toying with me, making my end a game rather than a mission. It lets me live, live in fear of not knowing when the end will arrive. Will it be in an hour, a day, a week, a month or even a year? That is for it to know and for me to painstakingly wonder about.
It is the cat and I am the mouse and I now scurry to huddle in my hole in fear, knowing all the while that I will eventually have to return to the open in search of substance and brave the harsh reality that it is out there waiting to strike.
The end of my control over the beast within me draws near and that also means the end for those who stand in my way. if I go, you can rest assured you will be hit in the cross fire. You will be a casualty of my own personal war raging inside me.
I have spent the past several months trying to control the beast and get things in order. I have tried to walk the path of the righteous, yet you mock me.
You are never satisfied. You mocked me for walking with JENT and how we rolled over anyone and everyone that stood in our path. Now you mock me for trying to do the right thing and bring order to the chaos that is the TWD.
You are never happy so why do I insist on fighting the good fight? Why not go back to the way things were when I sat atop the TWD as champion?
Because, the old way slowly ate away at me from the inside. It slowly killed my sanity like a Cancer eating at the cells of the human body. Leaving nothing but a shell and nothing more.
So I will continue to fight the good fight and try to walk the path of the righteous. Just be warned that each time you push me...
Each time you decide to mock me.....
You weaken the chains that bind the beast within and soon he will be able to break his shackles and release Hell on the TWD once again and no one will be safe.
Not your champion Jamie Krenshaw...
Not his lackeys.
Not even my friend BlackSmith or Saber.
Once the beast is free, even I am not safe from the wrath it has held in for so long.
So consider yourself warned and remember that you brought this on yourself.
So I guess it will all finally come to an end at Super Card III. At least that's how it look son paper. But really, do things like this really end or is this just the end of one chapter and the beginning of another chapter?
The former Bad Guy has turned Good Guy and the former Good Guy is now a Bad Guy. Eno vs Filipe, a match that is sure to be one of the best on the card, if not the hostory of the federation itself. A storyline that mirrors that of a Shakespearean Tragedy. A match that will surely push each of us to the very limits of our abilities and force us to lay it all out on the line for the victory.
I take nothing from Filipe's accomplishments in his careers. he has had a Hall of Fame career, there is no question about that. he has made a name for himself in the wrestling world and his longevity is somethign most wrestlers can only dream about. However, he crossed the line with me when he disrespected both BlackSmith and I. He chose his path when he looked me straight in the eye, shook my hand and then stabbed me in the back when he assaulted BlackSmith under the disgiuse of the Rob Blondie mask and then made attacks on Kingpin look as if it was me with the Southern Comfort bottle.
Play the role of Brutus my friend and jab the knife deep in my back.
Not a fan of Julius Ceasar? Then how about being Don John and wreak havoc for those around you. Pick any dark evil Shakespeare character you like, but in the end you will fall just as most of them did. You can not and will not defeat me this time around. Not without some help like last time.
Filipe each and every time you have met me onb a level playing ground you have failed. You always come up short and this time will be no different.
The only wins you have over me are with the blindside attack on me from Krenshaw. Quite frankly Filipe, you are a good wrestler, you just simply aren't good enough to beat me on your own. How does that make you feel?
The Old School Hero has now become a New School Vilian. Trading in the glory of his past for the promise of what might be in the future. But what you fail to realize is, at tyhis point in your career, it won't make a difference. You will still fall short in all that you do and set your mind on.
Too little too late my friend.
See I walked the role of the villian at first and achieved greatness. Then decided to walk the hero role. A much easier transition late in your career than the one you have decided to make. See the fans will get behind you much more if they see you coming to the side of right rather than wrong.
Okay, this is where you respond by saying you could care less abot the fans. That you don't give a damn abotu what anyone thinks of you. but ask yourself, why exactly you made the change in the first palce and you will see that you actually do care and that is why you decided to reinvent yourself.
You decided to reinvent yourself because you hit a stale moment in your career. Things weren't moving forward and the fans had leveled off. You had reached your peak and had to do something different before you became nothing more than a footnote in the history of the TWD as your career quietly came to an end.
I give you credit for at least seeing that a change needed to be made and trying to do something to hold on to your career and perhaps catch lightening in a bottle. However, you should have decided on a different route because this one will only bring about the end of your career much quicker.
Between you and Krenshaw I have had it with the mocking and the slander. I am very close to my boiling point and quite honestly, have had enough. I am ready to snap and let loose like I did when I first took the TWD by storm and ran over everyone that stood in my way, including my friends.
Instead of you and Krenshaw attacking BlackSmith and Saber, you two should be thanking them for keeping me in check and not allowing me to snap. However, at Supercard III you will see just how brutal and sadistic I can be. in fact, I have plans to let the entire wrestling world see what I am still capable of doing. You will just be one of the many tragedies in my story at Supercard III.
So now mock me in your next promo. Tell the world how you are tired of my righteous indignation. Come SuperCard III, I will show you just how tired I am of you and your words. Until then, enjoy your good health. At Supercard III it is going to take a turn for the worse.
Shalom.
We fear it because we know that it is us, or at least a part of us. A part of us that we have yet to see, but have heard its echoes throughout our lives as it yearns to be set free to roam as it pleases.
It is the eternal struggle within each of us as we battle to stay on one side of the fence or the other. Good and bad, Ying and Yang, Light and Dark. Call it what you will, but in the end it is all the same. It is ourselves doing battle with the other half of who we are, but have yet to allow ourselves to be.
Each day the cage weakens and the beast grows stronger. The vigil watchman grows older and weary, yet we still battle to contain it in its prison.
The prison walls decay and begin to break away and at the first sight of hope, the beast finally breaks the chains that binds it and releases its fury upon ourselves, changing us forever more.
I can feel the chains slowly beginning to loosen as the beast flexes its bulk and begins to exert its will over me. I know that I am slowly losing the battle, and soon I will fall prey to its lust and greed for power.
There is nothing I can do except sit and wait as my end draws near and its time of reign draws closer.
The seconds tick away on the clock and echo in my head like the bass drum of an orchestra. Slow and methodically it beats...
TIC-TOC. . .
TIC-TOC. . .
How much time do I have before I am gone and it takes over? I do not know the answer for this question, but I know that it is not long.
Like a cat who toys with a mouse, it is now toying with me, making my end a game rather than a mission. It lets me live, live in fear of not knowing when the end will arrive. Will it be in an hour, a day, a week, a month or even a year? That is for it to know and for me to painstakingly wonder about.
It is the cat and I am the mouse and I now scurry to huddle in my hole in fear, knowing all the while that I will eventually have to return to the open in search of substance and brave the harsh reality that it is out there waiting to strike.
The end of my control over the beast within me draws near and that also means the end for those who stand in my way. if I go, you can rest assured you will be hit in the cross fire. You will be a casualty of my own personal war raging inside me.
I have spent the past several months trying to control the beast and get things in order. I have tried to walk the path of the righteous, yet you mock me.
You are never satisfied. You mocked me for walking with JENT and how we rolled over anyone and everyone that stood in our path. Now you mock me for trying to do the right thing and bring order to the chaos that is the TWD.
You are never happy so why do I insist on fighting the good fight? Why not go back to the way things were when I sat atop the TWD as champion?
Because, the old way slowly ate away at me from the inside. It slowly killed my sanity like a Cancer eating at the cells of the human body. Leaving nothing but a shell and nothing more.
So I will continue to fight the good fight and try to walk the path of the righteous. Just be warned that each time you push me...
Each time you decide to mock me.....
You weaken the chains that bind the beast within and soon he will be able to break his shackles and release Hell on the TWD once again and no one will be safe.
Not your champion Jamie Krenshaw...
Not his lackeys.
Not even my friend BlackSmith or Saber.
Once the beast is free, even I am not safe from the wrath it has held in for so long.
So consider yourself warned and remember that you brought this on yourself.
So I guess it will all finally come to an end at Super Card III. At least that's how it look son paper. But really, do things like this really end or is this just the end of one chapter and the beginning of another chapter?
The former Bad Guy has turned Good Guy and the former Good Guy is now a Bad Guy. Eno vs Filipe, a match that is sure to be one of the best on the card, if not the hostory of the federation itself. A storyline that mirrors that of a Shakespearean Tragedy. A match that will surely push each of us to the very limits of our abilities and force us to lay it all out on the line for the victory.
I take nothing from Filipe's accomplishments in his careers. he has had a Hall of Fame career, there is no question about that. he has made a name for himself in the wrestling world and his longevity is somethign most wrestlers can only dream about. However, he crossed the line with me when he disrespected both BlackSmith and I. He chose his path when he looked me straight in the eye, shook my hand and then stabbed me in the back when he assaulted BlackSmith under the disgiuse of the Rob Blondie mask and then made attacks on Kingpin look as if it was me with the Southern Comfort bottle.
Play the role of Brutus my friend and jab the knife deep in my back.
Not a fan of Julius Ceasar? Then how about being Don John and wreak havoc for those around you. Pick any dark evil Shakespeare character you like, but in the end you will fall just as most of them did. You can not and will not defeat me this time around. Not without some help like last time.
Filipe each and every time you have met me onb a level playing ground you have failed. You always come up short and this time will be no different.
The only wins you have over me are with the blindside attack on me from Krenshaw. Quite frankly Filipe, you are a good wrestler, you just simply aren't good enough to beat me on your own. How does that make you feel?
The Old School Hero has now become a New School Vilian. Trading in the glory of his past for the promise of what might be in the future. But what you fail to realize is, at tyhis point in your career, it won't make a difference. You will still fall short in all that you do and set your mind on.
Too little too late my friend.
See I walked the role of the villian at first and achieved greatness. Then decided to walk the hero role. A much easier transition late in your career than the one you have decided to make. See the fans will get behind you much more if they see you coming to the side of right rather than wrong.
Okay, this is where you respond by saying you could care less abot the fans. That you don't give a damn abotu what anyone thinks of you. but ask yourself, why exactly you made the change in the first palce and you will see that you actually do care and that is why you decided to reinvent yourself.
You decided to reinvent yourself because you hit a stale moment in your career. Things weren't moving forward and the fans had leveled off. You had reached your peak and had to do something different before you became nothing more than a footnote in the history of the TWD as your career quietly came to an end.
I give you credit for at least seeing that a change needed to be made and trying to do something to hold on to your career and perhaps catch lightening in a bottle. However, you should have decided on a different route because this one will only bring about the end of your career much quicker.
Between you and Krenshaw I have had it with the mocking and the slander. I am very close to my boiling point and quite honestly, have had enough. I am ready to snap and let loose like I did when I first took the TWD by storm and ran over everyone that stood in my way, including my friends.
Instead of you and Krenshaw attacking BlackSmith and Saber, you two should be thanking them for keeping me in check and not allowing me to snap. However, at Supercard III you will see just how brutal and sadistic I can be. in fact, I have plans to let the entire wrestling world see what I am still capable of doing. You will just be one of the many tragedies in my story at Supercard III.
So now mock me in your next promo. Tell the world how you are tired of my righteous indignation. Come SuperCard III, I will show you just how tired I am of you and your words. Until then, enjoy your good health. At Supercard III it is going to take a turn for the worse.
Shalom.
