Post by Falcon on Dec 5, 2008 9:53:39 GMT -6
"Live for today. Life is short, play hard. Live in the now, Man. Live for the moment, don't ever regret. We hear phrases like this all the time. And that's exactly what this is about, Time. And, as another saying goes, there's no time like the present. The present is probably the hardest vector of time to control. Because once you realize it's here, it's gone. Everytime. But in reality, it's practically the most important. What you do right now, becomes part of the past. And as I covered yesterday the past shapes you in ways you may not even realize. What you do right now, sets everything up on the stage of tomorrow. And tomorrow eventually,
Becomes everything.
That's as simply as I can put it. But don't think that just because you know that it means you can master it. As we've seen a thousand times in the past, people continuously make negative decisions in the now and then they pay for it later. Right, Kole?
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(Falcon was back at home as soon as he was capable. He sits now at his mothers bedside. She's asleep, comfortably, the last round of treatments seeming to drain her of energy. In the solace of the moment, he reflects on the conversation he had with Sam when he arrived here.)
*Flashback*
Falcon: So, what're we dealing with?
Sam: Ovarian Cancer.
Falcon: Operable?
Sam: No, the only treatment that they say seems to have a chance is radiation.
Falcon: Survival rate?
Sam: Uncertain. But they're confident.
Falcon: .....Yeah.
Sam: You don't sound so sure..
Falcon: Well, the doctors know best, don't they...?
Sam: A month ago I would have agreed with you.
Falcon: Huh?
Sam: It doesn't seem to be working.
*Reality*
(Falcon watched his mother sleep. The wheel of thought doing ten thousand rpms inside his own mind. Thinking about all the lost time that had been wasted over the last decade or so, and what the hell he could do to try and salvage the present. Odd how some things work, no?)
Falcon: Odd how some things work, no?
(Infringement!)
Falcon: Last week I basically told some random guy that I was done with all of these people. Now, I'm here, the change in my heart the same as the change in theirs. My mother and I spoke seriously for the first time in years when I arrived back here last night. I can't even begin to tell you about the weight that has been lifted from my shoulders. Though I guess in retrospect, it really didn't effect me much on the outside. At least, not that anyone of you could see. But.. bah.. I'll worry more about this some other time.
(Falcon stands up, exiting his mothers bedroom. Heading down the hall.)
Falcon: Jesus... H... Christ, Kole. Why the hell does everyone I have to face lose their *** damned minds? I try to do you a simple favor and you have to try and drown the delivery kid. Do you have any idea how much flak Dominoes gave me for what you did? I was thinking about ordering from them when I got back, cuz you know.. pizza sounds pretty frickin good after two days of little but airplane food and drive through. But you done ****ed that up for me. Hell, you'll be lucky you even make it to the arena on Sunday. Lucky if some of San Diegos finest haven't broken down your damn motel door and carted you off to jail, or worse off, an asylum. They might have already done it, as far as I know. I mean, damnit Kole, I have enough problems...
I don't need to babysit your manic ass too..
But, sadly, this is nothing new to me. I've had many random idiots over the span of my career tell me that their problems aren't really MY fault, but they have to take it out on ME anyway. I've been blamed for just about everything. The break up of a relationship, the death of a loved one, the reason their playboy subscription was cancelled, practically everything. And you know what? I've put most of them in the ground, Kole. No threat, just fact. You were at Battlegrounds Kole. You heard everything I said. You should know by now that the only way you are going to be successful, especially against someone like me, you're going to need to know who you are. And from where I'm standing, you don't even have a clue where to begin. But you know what? It's the holidays, and in the spirit of the holiday commercial tradition, certainly not it's religious implications, I'm going to do you a huge favor. That's right Kole, you heard me, I'm going to do something for you, when no-one else will. I may be just a big ole softie at heart, but you know..
Consider it an early christmas present.
What I'm going to do for you Kole, is beat the **** out of you so hard, you'll become your old boring self again. That's it. I'm literally going to beat the sanity back into your thick head. You're going to stop being a violent douche, stop sitting in a hotel room worrying about the *** damned walls, and you're going to find some loophole and get your companies back. Because that's what people like you do Kole. That's the kind of things you're good at. I'm going to do that for you, so you stop trying to do what you can't, that's being better than me, and start doing what you can, and that's being Kole Kaos. That's the only way you'll have a chance at beating me. Let's face it Kole, you can't really outwrestle me. I just may have better in-ring training, and I certainly have better experience. You can't outbeat me, because I can take enormous amounts of punishment, just ask anyone. The only prayer you have.. is to outsmart me. And no amount of madness is going to help you with that. You've already done it once, I'll give you that. But that was with outside help. Now, it's all on you. I believe you can do it, but you need to get it together.
Right ****in quick.
Understood?
(Falcon stops in front of a door. The door is plastered with stickers from various comic book and video game heroes. Falcon puts his hand on the doorknob, and hesitates.)
Falcon: Come on Kyle.. how bad can it be?
(He pushes the door open. It's a typical kids room. Posters and memorabilia of heroes, most of them current. A simple twin bed in the middle of the room, various dressers and drawers, and a TV sitting in the corner.)
Falcon: Doesn't look much different than when I was here. Guess Casey and I had more in common than I thought.
(Falcon wondered just what else he and his unknown brother had in common. He sat down on the edge of the bed, and grabbed the TV remote. He flicked the set on, but nothing came up but static. The cable must be out, at least in this room. He hit the DVD button on the remote, switching it to the internal DVD player. A minute later the DVD inside loaded up. "The Best of PWW: Volume 1" Falcon sat there in stunned disbelief.)
Falcon: They hated that I was a wrestler. But they let Casey watch me do it... I need to get to the bottom of this.. Later...
(Falcon settled down, and started remeniscing. Fade.)
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Through the winshield
On the footbridge
They look into each other
At the close of day
They hardly care for
The crush of traffic
Their captive audience
They're saying
Look
We've each other
What more could we ask for
We're right where we wanna be..
We're right where we wanna be
And my heart skips
And I twist a little
Then the light's green
And I drive away
I think
Who knows?
What it is
What it might be
I know where everything goes
I've been there
Don't remind me
I think
Who knows?
What it is
What it might be
I know where everything goes
I've been there
Don't remind me
All kinds of twisted thoughts
Is rolling through her head
She's already wondering about the baby
Heaven can't help
Watch his eyes
Who knows?
What could be
He's already gone for the weekend
In his mind
So here I am
I'm on my own
Look in her eyes
The sun is shining
Everything's moving
And now I feel
The rain inside
I'll stop my crying
So here I am
I'm on my own
Look in her eyes
I'll be driving
Everything's moving
My mind's flashing
In all directions
Now I feel
The rain inside
And now I feel
The rain inside
I'll hide my smile
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Becomes everything.
That's as simply as I can put it. But don't think that just because you know that it means you can master it. As we've seen a thousand times in the past, people continuously make negative decisions in the now and then they pay for it later. Right, Kole?
-----------------------------------
(Falcon was back at home as soon as he was capable. He sits now at his mothers bedside. She's asleep, comfortably, the last round of treatments seeming to drain her of energy. In the solace of the moment, he reflects on the conversation he had with Sam when he arrived here.)
*Flashback*
Falcon: So, what're we dealing with?
Sam: Ovarian Cancer.
Falcon: Operable?
Sam: No, the only treatment that they say seems to have a chance is radiation.
Falcon: Survival rate?
Sam: Uncertain. But they're confident.
Falcon: .....Yeah.
Sam: You don't sound so sure..
Falcon: Well, the doctors know best, don't they...?
Sam: A month ago I would have agreed with you.
Falcon: Huh?
Sam: It doesn't seem to be working.
*Reality*
(Falcon watched his mother sleep. The wheel of thought doing ten thousand rpms inside his own mind. Thinking about all the lost time that had been wasted over the last decade or so, and what the hell he could do to try and salvage the present. Odd how some things work, no?)
Falcon: Odd how some things work, no?
(Infringement!)
Falcon: Last week I basically told some random guy that I was done with all of these people. Now, I'm here, the change in my heart the same as the change in theirs. My mother and I spoke seriously for the first time in years when I arrived back here last night. I can't even begin to tell you about the weight that has been lifted from my shoulders. Though I guess in retrospect, it really didn't effect me much on the outside. At least, not that anyone of you could see. But.. bah.. I'll worry more about this some other time.
(Falcon stands up, exiting his mothers bedroom. Heading down the hall.)
Falcon: Jesus... H... Christ, Kole. Why the hell does everyone I have to face lose their *** damned minds? I try to do you a simple favor and you have to try and drown the delivery kid. Do you have any idea how much flak Dominoes gave me for what you did? I was thinking about ordering from them when I got back, cuz you know.. pizza sounds pretty frickin good after two days of little but airplane food and drive through. But you done ****ed that up for me. Hell, you'll be lucky you even make it to the arena on Sunday. Lucky if some of San Diegos finest haven't broken down your damn motel door and carted you off to jail, or worse off, an asylum. They might have already done it, as far as I know. I mean, damnit Kole, I have enough problems...
I don't need to babysit your manic ass too..
But, sadly, this is nothing new to me. I've had many random idiots over the span of my career tell me that their problems aren't really MY fault, but they have to take it out on ME anyway. I've been blamed for just about everything. The break up of a relationship, the death of a loved one, the reason their playboy subscription was cancelled, practically everything. And you know what? I've put most of them in the ground, Kole. No threat, just fact. You were at Battlegrounds Kole. You heard everything I said. You should know by now that the only way you are going to be successful, especially against someone like me, you're going to need to know who you are. And from where I'm standing, you don't even have a clue where to begin. But you know what? It's the holidays, and in the spirit of the holiday commercial tradition, certainly not it's religious implications, I'm going to do you a huge favor. That's right Kole, you heard me, I'm going to do something for you, when no-one else will. I may be just a big ole softie at heart, but you know..
Consider it an early christmas present.
What I'm going to do for you Kole, is beat the **** out of you so hard, you'll become your old boring self again. That's it. I'm literally going to beat the sanity back into your thick head. You're going to stop being a violent douche, stop sitting in a hotel room worrying about the *** damned walls, and you're going to find some loophole and get your companies back. Because that's what people like you do Kole. That's the kind of things you're good at. I'm going to do that for you, so you stop trying to do what you can't, that's being better than me, and start doing what you can, and that's being Kole Kaos. That's the only way you'll have a chance at beating me. Let's face it Kole, you can't really outwrestle me. I just may have better in-ring training, and I certainly have better experience. You can't outbeat me, because I can take enormous amounts of punishment, just ask anyone. The only prayer you have.. is to outsmart me. And no amount of madness is going to help you with that. You've already done it once, I'll give you that. But that was with outside help. Now, it's all on you. I believe you can do it, but you need to get it together.
Right ****in quick.
Understood?
(Falcon stops in front of a door. The door is plastered with stickers from various comic book and video game heroes. Falcon puts his hand on the doorknob, and hesitates.)
Falcon: Come on Kyle.. how bad can it be?
(He pushes the door open. It's a typical kids room. Posters and memorabilia of heroes, most of them current. A simple twin bed in the middle of the room, various dressers and drawers, and a TV sitting in the corner.)
Falcon: Doesn't look much different than when I was here. Guess Casey and I had more in common than I thought.
(Falcon wondered just what else he and his unknown brother had in common. He sat down on the edge of the bed, and grabbed the TV remote. He flicked the set on, but nothing came up but static. The cable must be out, at least in this room. He hit the DVD button on the remote, switching it to the internal DVD player. A minute later the DVD inside loaded up. "The Best of PWW: Volume 1" Falcon sat there in stunned disbelief.)
Falcon: They hated that I was a wrestler. But they let Casey watch me do it... I need to get to the bottom of this.. Later...
(Falcon settled down, and started remeniscing. Fade.)
----------------------------------
Through the winshield
On the footbridge
They look into each other
At the close of day
They hardly care for
The crush of traffic
Their captive audience
They're saying
Look
We've each other
What more could we ask for
We're right where we wanna be..
We're right where we wanna be
And my heart skips
And I twist a little
Then the light's green
And I drive away
I think
Who knows?
What it is
What it might be
I know where everything goes
I've been there
Don't remind me
I think
Who knows?
What it is
What it might be
I know where everything goes
I've been there
Don't remind me
All kinds of twisted thoughts
Is rolling through her head
She's already wondering about the baby
Heaven can't help
Watch his eyes
Who knows?
What could be
He's already gone for the weekend
In his mind
So here I am
I'm on my own
Look in her eyes
The sun is shining
Everything's moving
And now I feel
The rain inside
I'll stop my crying
So here I am
I'm on my own
Look in her eyes
I'll be driving
Everything's moving
My mind's flashing
In all directions
Now I feel
The rain inside
And now I feel
The rain inside
I'll hide my smile
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