This Aggression Will Not Stand, Man!
Aug 9, 2016 8:20:15 GMT -5
Post by AshCandor on Aug 9, 2016 8:20:15 GMT -5
Laziness. Decades later that’s what we get accused of mostly. I wasn’t alive then. But my grandpa tells me these stories: wild times. Lazy? Just because we don’t want to do what’s expected, the refuting of the social norms. Through stories and study, the realization that those people that were in the thick of it in the ‘60s…the real people? They were anything but lazy. Today I echo those sentiments within myself; I like to say that’s why my Mama named me as such, I could be wrong but it puts a smile on my face. But I’m not here to be a cheap imitation of the past, I bring the ideals forward: the counterculture, the rejection of the system. Even today there are people who don’t have a voice, afraid to stand up. Being afraid without any hope is the thing that can shrink a person down to a needle in a haystack. Me? I want to be larger than life. I want to celebrate everything, man. Dress how you want, love how you want, take each and every ounce of life within and wring as much joy and excitement from it as you possibly can. For anyone subjugated, and pigeonholed in a box not of their choosing I want to shine a light. Every time we turn around there’s a news story that makes me want to break into tears: cruelty to women, children, different races, sexual orientation, animals, and the environment itself. I can’t sit idly by. Somehow along the way the sentiment of ‘Peace and Love’ got marginalized to an empty statement for those damn dirty hippies to unite and congregate. When people don’t like change they tend to vilify a group of people. If ‘Peace and Love’ is so bad, what does that say about ‘War and Hate’? There’s too many people driven by that today.
For the most part what you see on the screen from me is an approximation. Now they are indeed based on things I like: music, fashion, free-thinking; above and beyond the dirty blonde with the paisley and the guitar… I’m an activist, I’m a spiritualist, a humanist. Walking through life full of hate and bitterness? It’s not for me. I feel horrible for anyone who does. Some people say it’s sad that I waste my time empathizing with people who have no benefit to me in my life. It’s what we do when we aren’t getting paid or even when anyone’s watching that truly defines us. Can you live your life sincerely? We all make mistakes, I’m no saint. I’m a humble human of meager skill that uses my talents in ways that I hope put smiles on faces: to play a tune that reminds someone of happier times, to fill a plate in a soup kitchen, to get inside the wrestling ring and entertain a child and parent alike.
I can’t go out here week by week and make claims like I’m the best that Lion’s Den has to offer. Triple T will do that gladly, every time he’s on television or recording a promo on an opponent he will say how he’s the pound for pound best. I don’t even know if that’s true and I really don’t care, man. You’ve beaten people who’ve held belts in this company, as recently as two weeks ago, I can’t argue that. But somehow along the way, you went from being a fellow of virtue and integrity and let that arrogance and prima donna attitude wash over and engulf you. You’re not living your life right, man. I’m not sure if it’s because you see these folks around you like Nest, Jensen, and the Baroness with trinkets of gold that for better or worse signify they are at the peak of this company, while your strong skilled hands twitch empty. That eats you up inside. But you’re fighting me this week, someone who you clearly feel is beneath you and not even worth knowing as your eyes are on the horizon line for bigger and better things. Well don’t look too far off, Terrence. Don’t look into the faraway sun for too long and blind yourself to facts: I’m here now in front of you. You don’t like how I live, what I believe in? I view you as the big machine, the establishment, the greed and corruption of society. This here, what I’ve been doing? This is not laziness, this is choosing life on my own terms, this is revolution. I revolt against your belittlement. I am the Peacemaker, I am significant, a unique individual human with plenty to give. After our match at Pride, you will make peace with that, Tillman. And you might just be laying on that mat, looking lazy in your own right.
For the most part what you see on the screen from me is an approximation. Now they are indeed based on things I like: music, fashion, free-thinking; above and beyond the dirty blonde with the paisley and the guitar… I’m an activist, I’m a spiritualist, a humanist. Walking through life full of hate and bitterness? It’s not for me. I feel horrible for anyone who does. Some people say it’s sad that I waste my time empathizing with people who have no benefit to me in my life. It’s what we do when we aren’t getting paid or even when anyone’s watching that truly defines us. Can you live your life sincerely? We all make mistakes, I’m no saint. I’m a humble human of meager skill that uses my talents in ways that I hope put smiles on faces: to play a tune that reminds someone of happier times, to fill a plate in a soup kitchen, to get inside the wrestling ring and entertain a child and parent alike.
I can’t go out here week by week and make claims like I’m the best that Lion’s Den has to offer. Triple T will do that gladly, every time he’s on television or recording a promo on an opponent he will say how he’s the pound for pound best. I don’t even know if that’s true and I really don’t care, man. You’ve beaten people who’ve held belts in this company, as recently as two weeks ago, I can’t argue that. But somehow along the way, you went from being a fellow of virtue and integrity and let that arrogance and prima donna attitude wash over and engulf you. You’re not living your life right, man. I’m not sure if it’s because you see these folks around you like Nest, Jensen, and the Baroness with trinkets of gold that for better or worse signify they are at the peak of this company, while your strong skilled hands twitch empty. That eats you up inside. But you’re fighting me this week, someone who you clearly feel is beneath you and not even worth knowing as your eyes are on the horizon line for bigger and better things. Well don’t look too far off, Terrence. Don’t look into the faraway sun for too long and blind yourself to facts: I’m here now in front of you. You don’t like how I live, what I believe in? I view you as the big machine, the establishment, the greed and corruption of society. This here, what I’ve been doing? This is not laziness, this is choosing life on my own terms, this is revolution. I revolt against your belittlement. I am the Peacemaker, I am significant, a unique individual human with plenty to give. After our match at Pride, you will make peace with that, Tillman. And you might just be laying on that mat, looking lazy in your own right.