Rise, Evolve, and Grow
Jul 12, 2016 17:17:45 GMT -5
Post by Smart Style on Jul 12, 2016 17:17:45 GMT -5
As the rest of Greensboro try to go about their business in spite of the hot and humid weather than is making everyday tasks that much more difficult, we find Shintaro Majima to be in an almost serene mood as he sits in the shadows of the Greensboro Coliseum Complex – but not as serene as first glance would tell you, judging by the snap in his wrist when he uses the back of his hand to swat away a fly
There comes a time where a man knows his journey towards paradise has taken him off course, and he has wandered in the wilderness as he tells himself he will reach his destination soon. He may reach a destination, but it is not the one which he is hoping to find.
When walking through the wilderness, I came under attack by mercenaries, people who believe in nothing but hope to take everything that you have – and each time they confronted me, I showed them the difference between a man who is lost and a man who is trying to find their path once more. A man who is lost has nothing to live for and wants the futility of their situation to end as soon as possible, a man who is trying to find their path once more will do anything to get back to where they once were and will repel anything that stands in their way. I have had many stand in my way, thinking that I was lost, only for them to regret their foolish belief when they discovered I was not the husk of a man they thought I was.
With the mercenaries dispatched, I soon found my path once more – which leads me here…
Majima turns his head ever so slightly in the direction of the Coliseum Complex before he turns his head back towards the camera to continue
…to a place where history will begin to be written by the victor, rather than those who have yet to realise they will lose.
There is a saying I keep hearing, “Once bitten, twice shy”, which at first made no sense to me and I had to ask what it means. I was told that it means that, if somebody fails once, they will be hesitant before attempting that same task a second time. Even when it was explained to me it still made no sense, as why would anyone embrace failure and never try to better themselves?
I ask this, because on two occasions I have been so close to winning the Old North Championship that, if I were “twice shy” as the saying goes, the thought of challenging for the title once more is something I could not bear. Except I am not somebody who wallows in self-pity, I am someone who drags themselves out of the mire to fight once more.
This is what Miles Bishop will soon discover.
Taking a moment to lean back slightly, Majima kinks his head to one side and then the other to work out a crick in his neck, letting out the briefest sigh as he does so, before once again returning his attention to the camera
Miles Bishop considers himself to be perfect, that he is second to none.
The merest hint of an amused smirk crosses the corner of Majima’s mouth at the thought of this
I do not seek to be perfect, I seek to be the best – and the difference is like night and day. Seeking perfection means your energies are not focused not on completing the task in hand, but how you perform the task itself. Being the best is wholly focusing on completing the task in a manner where others will agree that you are second to none. The difference is subtle to some, but important to me.
The task in hand is to eliminate the competition in order to once again challenge for the Old North Championship, and this is the other reason I want to be the best: because having come so close to winning the title on two occasions, knowing that one mistake prevented me from claiming the title both times, it is time for me to prove that I have learned from those mistakes and have come back from my time in the wilderness stronger, hungrier, better. This means that Miles Bishop will have to learn he is far from perfect, because he is the first person who will fall as I claim what should have been mine twice before – and I claim it in a manner where nobody will disagree that I was the only man capable of doing so.
Word count: 779
There comes a time where a man knows his journey towards paradise has taken him off course, and he has wandered in the wilderness as he tells himself he will reach his destination soon. He may reach a destination, but it is not the one which he is hoping to find.
When walking through the wilderness, I came under attack by mercenaries, people who believe in nothing but hope to take everything that you have – and each time they confronted me, I showed them the difference between a man who is lost and a man who is trying to find their path once more. A man who is lost has nothing to live for and wants the futility of their situation to end as soon as possible, a man who is trying to find their path once more will do anything to get back to where they once were and will repel anything that stands in their way. I have had many stand in my way, thinking that I was lost, only for them to regret their foolish belief when they discovered I was not the husk of a man they thought I was.
With the mercenaries dispatched, I soon found my path once more – which leads me here…
Majima turns his head ever so slightly in the direction of the Coliseum Complex before he turns his head back towards the camera to continue
…to a place where history will begin to be written by the victor, rather than those who have yet to realise they will lose.
There is a saying I keep hearing, “Once bitten, twice shy”, which at first made no sense to me and I had to ask what it means. I was told that it means that, if somebody fails once, they will be hesitant before attempting that same task a second time. Even when it was explained to me it still made no sense, as why would anyone embrace failure and never try to better themselves?
I ask this, because on two occasions I have been so close to winning the Old North Championship that, if I were “twice shy” as the saying goes, the thought of challenging for the title once more is something I could not bear. Except I am not somebody who wallows in self-pity, I am someone who drags themselves out of the mire to fight once more.
This is what Miles Bishop will soon discover.
Taking a moment to lean back slightly, Majima kinks his head to one side and then the other to work out a crick in his neck, letting out the briefest sigh as he does so, before once again returning his attention to the camera
Miles Bishop considers himself to be perfect, that he is second to none.
The merest hint of an amused smirk crosses the corner of Majima’s mouth at the thought of this
I do not seek to be perfect, I seek to be the best – and the difference is like night and day. Seeking perfection means your energies are not focused not on completing the task in hand, but how you perform the task itself. Being the best is wholly focusing on completing the task in a manner where others will agree that you are second to none. The difference is subtle to some, but important to me.
The task in hand is to eliminate the competition in order to once again challenge for the Old North Championship, and this is the other reason I want to be the best: because having come so close to winning the title on two occasions, knowing that one mistake prevented me from claiming the title both times, it is time for me to prove that I have learned from those mistakes and have come back from my time in the wilderness stronger, hungrier, better. This means that Miles Bishop will have to learn he is far from perfect, because he is the first person who will fall as I claim what should have been mine twice before – and I claim it in a manner where nobody will disagree that I was the only man capable of doing so.
Word count: 779
