Post by Mike Morrison on Jul 15, 2011 7:33:01 GMT -4
I turn the camera on and I go to sitting in a dark room, I have written 'The world is false' over the walls. I am dressed in my usual attire, I laugh to myself I couldn't care less about the last match, I turn to the camera.
"You know after watching, that good old promo Hopper, I am upset at your bullshit. You know I had it wrapped up before your lover Tyler decided to jump in. You were gone I had you beat but in a twist of fate even I would find fucked up you won, but like I said I am not going anywhere. So watch your back I will be waiting. So I have yet again wasted my damn time Hopper. I thought you would have seen sense. But no it is back to sunshines and rainbows for you, back to darkness and the truth for me shame I thought you would have seen the light."
I grab a nearby fly that has landed on my knee it amazes me that it does what it does even though the survival instinct is there like in most creatures incvluding us we shut that part of us down, in this world people have becomecomplacent and lazy. It makes me laugh that a simple concept that people forgotten is what drives me on. The fly buzzes away. I envy it, people would swat one without contemplating it. Yet it is free how I envy such a notion, to be free of this madness yet yearn for it as it is what keeps the fire in my soul stoked.
"You see people behind action packed wrestling havn't thought I have been punished enough they send two more blind sheep into my fold, to dislodge my being, one Yoko Misawa and his keeper Billy Walker. They are again more dreamers with the impossible dream, Yoko a wrestler with no brains and Billy Walker a wrestling manager whom could not hack being a police man. What chance does he have of guiding a wrestler to victory who has as much sense as Mongo from Blazing Saddles?"
I look out the window wondering when the voice will come back, It has guided me and to be honest I find it conforting, it teaches me with tough love. But it is right, but one must manage without it. Shame I wonder what he had to say about these two 'robots' walking into my parlour.
"I have to laugh, Yoko another robot with dreams about being a legend, I mean what crock, I cannot wait till you and I are in the ring and I crush your fake dreams. You see you are dreaming if you can get past me let alone to stardom. What does tick me off is the fact the yet again it is 2 against one I must be impreesing the right people to want to give me pain, but then again it will be two people to maim instead of one, it's like a supermarket, maim one get one free."
I look into the camera close up so the world can get a look at my insanity.
"Yoko Misawa, Billy Walker welcome to my reality I hope you have a pleasant stay
The camera fades as I laugh uncontrolably
"You know after watching, that good old promo Hopper, I am upset at your bullshit. You know I had it wrapped up before your lover Tyler decided to jump in. You were gone I had you beat but in a twist of fate even I would find fucked up you won, but like I said I am not going anywhere. So watch your back I will be waiting. So I have yet again wasted my damn time Hopper. I thought you would have seen sense. But no it is back to sunshines and rainbows for you, back to darkness and the truth for me shame I thought you would have seen the light."
I grab a nearby fly that has landed on my knee it amazes me that it does what it does even though the survival instinct is there like in most creatures incvluding us we shut that part of us down, in this world people have becomecomplacent and lazy. It makes me laugh that a simple concept that people forgotten is what drives me on. The fly buzzes away. I envy it, people would swat one without contemplating it. Yet it is free how I envy such a notion, to be free of this madness yet yearn for it as it is what keeps the fire in my soul stoked.
"You see people behind action packed wrestling havn't thought I have been punished enough they send two more blind sheep into my fold, to dislodge my being, one Yoko Misawa and his keeper Billy Walker. They are again more dreamers with the impossible dream, Yoko a wrestler with no brains and Billy Walker a wrestling manager whom could not hack being a police man. What chance does he have of guiding a wrestler to victory who has as much sense as Mongo from Blazing Saddles?"
I look out the window wondering when the voice will come back, It has guided me and to be honest I find it conforting, it teaches me with tough love. But it is right, but one must manage without it. Shame I wonder what he had to say about these two 'robots' walking into my parlour.
"I have to laugh, Yoko another robot with dreams about being a legend, I mean what crock, I cannot wait till you and I are in the ring and I crush your fake dreams. You see you are dreaming if you can get past me let alone to stardom. What does tick me off is the fact the yet again it is 2 against one I must be impreesing the right people to want to give me pain, but then again it will be two people to maim instead of one, it's like a supermarket, maim one get one free."
I look into the camera close up so the world can get a look at my insanity.
"Yoko Misawa, Billy Walker welcome to my reality I hope you have a pleasant stay
The camera fades as I laugh uncontrolably
