Post by T-Money on Jul 31, 2007 22:41:21 GMT -5
The Holy Bible is God’s creative way of speaking to and through humans. Mark 3:29, in the Good Book, states “But whoever blasphemes against the Holy Spirit will never be forgiven; he is guilty of an eternal sin." Blaspheme against God Himself? Who would be so ignorant to do such a thing? But tragically, it happens on a daily basis. And why do people constantly proclaim themselves as deities? We, as human beings, are the scum of the earth, not gods, and we should never begin to compare ourselves to the Most High God in any way shape or form. Mindsets of professional athletes can be so deceived. Just because you are capable of performing a simple headlock or a risky moonsault does not put you in the same category as God. Once you have a Heaven or Hell to place me in after my death, then we can talk, but until then, know your place in the universe as a CREATURE and not the CREATOR.
[[The scene opens to the morning sunrise on Sai Yeung Choi Street South, the most crowded street in Hong Kong. Even in the morning hours, premature traffic jams are evident. To the left, T-Money and DJ are quickly spotted amongst a small group of natives. Holding Bibles and clad in plain white T-shirts and baggy jeans, T-Money passionately speaks to the on lookers about the importance of salvation.]][/i]
T-Money: Jesus came to die for your sins and my sins. He wants us to dedicate our lives wholly to Him.
On Looker #1: You don’t speak this here, we hear enough of Jesus.
T-Money: Well obviously not because if you heard the Gospel the way that I heard it, this whole nation would never be the same.
On Looker #2: Why speak this to us? Just wrestle and do your job.
T-Money: I am doing my job homeboy. It might not look like it to you, but I am. I enjoy wrestling, but what I enjoy more is letting people know about the Son of the true and living God.
On Looker #3: We don’t wanna hear it. We’ll pay money to see you wrestle, not hear you preach….
[[The crowd of onlookers quickly disperse. Witnessing this, T-Money and DJ walk closer to the camera. T-Money glances down at his Bible and then looks into the camera.]][/i]
T-Money: More people reject the Gospel....well what can you do? Just have mercy on their souls God. To me, rejecting God is the same as blasphemy. But I just don’t get it, why would you do that? Ya know, the Word of God clearly states that everything in the dark will be revealed and made known when the time is necessary. All I can wonder is when will that time come? Recently, I’ve been praying for more patience and for more understanding. Not with anything specific, but just in general because there are a lot of things in life that I question. Like, why was Bush so ignorant about the whole Iraq situation from the beginning? Call me a pessimist, but I knew that the whole Iraq thing wouldn’t go according to plan, I just knew it. I would always argue with my then wife about how the President should’ve slept on that decision a bit more. And another thing….why do people put the Pope on such a high pedestal? He’s a man just like any other man. He’s not perfect or infallible, and I can almost guarantee that he’s glanced at a booty or two during his lifetime. With Bush, that whole ordeal just shows how impatient humanity can be. We’re so quick to jump into action without using logic first.
And with the Pope, we long to see the face of God and what He looks like, so we use something tangible such as the Pope to ease our fears in knowing that there really is something or someone out there watching over us. But despite Bush or the Pope, there is another thing that really bothers me, but this, this precedes the war and all of that. Ever since I got into this business almost ten years ago, I’ve constantly heard individuals who did the same exact thing that I did, refer to themselves in a blasphemous way. Someone might call themselves the “Savior” while another person will refer to himself as the “Messiah.” And with this, there’s nothing that sickens me more. I hate when people don’t hear what I have to say when it comes to God. They’ll listen to me all day if I was talking about guns, money, cars, or women, but as soon as something beneficial is brought up, they tune me out. But I really really hate when people mock God, that’s when some boundaries or something has to be set.
Ryder, not only are you blaspheming God, but you are taking His name in vain. What does God have to do with our match later on today? You made so many meaningless and unnecessary remarks about Him, that you would’ve thought He was your opponent and not me. Saying that my prayers won’t be able to save me, man, you have got to be kidding me! Do you actually think I’m afraid of you? Who are you to me? You are a nobody. Your attempts at being dark, mysterious, and intellectual is more overdone than P. Diddy samples. Give me something I’ve never seen before. Say something that I’ve never heard before. Like I said, I’ve been in this business for then years, and I’ve battled your type before, so what makes you different from any of them? What makes you more alarming or sinister than the rest? Until I truly find out what it is that’s so special about you, then I’ll stop twiddling my thumbs in boredom and mental fatigue. You have me kinda concerned though.
After drinking a few energy drinks and taking some caffeine pills, I tuned into your last vignette, and it looks to me that while you were playing God and saying He wasn’t capable of this and that, you were crying out for help. The same God I always speak of, it sounds to me like you need Him in your troubled life. You know in your mind that destruction lies at the end of your road and you are afraid, but you can’t make this obvious because the Ryder we know is “numb” and “fearless,” and he doesn’t give a d*mn about anything. But roads eventually come to an end, and you know in your heart of hearts that yours very well might wrap up at Assault. You failed to beat Thunder for the title the first time, but once you were given the opportunity to go against me, you mentally buckled because you didn’t know how to cope with what was possibly on the brink. You wanted your fifteen minutes of fame, but in return, you were given two minutes of devastation, because that’s about how long it’ll take me to put you away if Stargazer is acting right and on his P’s and Q’s.
How will my soul become yours if my World Title won’t even leave Hong Kong around your waist? I know who my soul belongs to and it’s not some lame reject who wears some 80’s looking chain mail shirt either. You don’t even own your own soul so how could you possibly own mine? Another failed attempt at being “deep” that’s all. This week, I’ve definitely been the firsthand witness of listening to a jacka** like yourself babble about nothing. I just hope you actually are as good as you say. Because when it’s just me and you in the cage, Shakespeare’s sonnets won’t be on hand to save you. No attempt at verbally insulting me or God will be able to rescue you. So pretty much Ryder, your only hope is Stargazer, and since he and I have a lil understanding since the idiot is scared of me, you have no hope. Affliction probably won’t even be in the building because I don’t think there are any dark matches going down, but even if they were there and decided to step to me, they got another thing coming. It might be a right fist or a head butt….I’ll let them take their pick just to be generous.
And being the generous guy that I am, I’m gonna let Stargazer slide and pretend like he didn’t even disrespect me and say the things he said. Didn’t you learn your lesson already? What else do I have to do to get you to shut the hell up and mind your own d*mn business? Would caching another case do the trick? It might. Because I’ll empty out my entire savings account if you never addressed me ever again. Hell, you can have the Roth IRA’s too if you want.
DJ: I thought you said I could have a few of them.
T-Money: Yea, but you and Stargazer are gonna have to split them or something because I honestly am hearing this dude come at me with his garbage monologue.
DJ: Yea, I feel you. That n*gga is getting’ kinda aggravating.
T-Money: Stargazer, before I verbally exile you, why is it that you are acting like I’m fighting you? Talking about I should be focusing on him and not anybody else. You are a filler in my match with Ryder in case you haven’t noticed. You weren’t even gonna be the original enforcer, you were plan B or maybe it was plan C. So with that being said, stop acting like a big shot and pretending the match is all about you when it’s really not, not even a small percentage. Did EPW close down or something? Because honestly, I think it’s time you headed back there full time. Who knows, you could actually probably draw a crowd there. The majority of your audience might be the same kids that are all in to Harry Potter, but hey, it’s ratings right? I guess they’ve been trained to stomach your idiotic antics and I haven’t. And the longer you stay around here, the worse because I don’t think I’ll ever be able to put up with you. I’m surprised I did it for this long.
But enough about Ryder and Stargazer, I’ve wasted enough time and energy on them. Plus, I’ll deal with them later tonight. It’s about time that me and D kept hitting these streets with the Good News, so I’ll see all of ya’ll later tonight. Be safe and God bless…yea you heard me right, I said God in Hong Kong.
[[The scene opens to the morning sunrise on Sai Yeung Choi Street South, the most crowded street in Hong Kong. Even in the morning hours, premature traffic jams are evident. To the left, T-Money and DJ are quickly spotted amongst a small group of natives. Holding Bibles and clad in plain white T-shirts and baggy jeans, T-Money passionately speaks to the on lookers about the importance of salvation.]][/i]
T-Money: Jesus came to die for your sins and my sins. He wants us to dedicate our lives wholly to Him.
On Looker #1: You don’t speak this here, we hear enough of Jesus.
T-Money: Well obviously not because if you heard the Gospel the way that I heard it, this whole nation would never be the same.
On Looker #2: Why speak this to us? Just wrestle and do your job.
T-Money: I am doing my job homeboy. It might not look like it to you, but I am. I enjoy wrestling, but what I enjoy more is letting people know about the Son of the true and living God.
On Looker #3: We don’t wanna hear it. We’ll pay money to see you wrestle, not hear you preach….
[[The crowd of onlookers quickly disperse. Witnessing this, T-Money and DJ walk closer to the camera. T-Money glances down at his Bible and then looks into the camera.]][/i]
T-Money: More people reject the Gospel....well what can you do? Just have mercy on their souls God. To me, rejecting God is the same as blasphemy. But I just don’t get it, why would you do that? Ya know, the Word of God clearly states that everything in the dark will be revealed and made known when the time is necessary. All I can wonder is when will that time come? Recently, I’ve been praying for more patience and for more understanding. Not with anything specific, but just in general because there are a lot of things in life that I question. Like, why was Bush so ignorant about the whole Iraq situation from the beginning? Call me a pessimist, but I knew that the whole Iraq thing wouldn’t go according to plan, I just knew it. I would always argue with my then wife about how the President should’ve slept on that decision a bit more. And another thing….why do people put the Pope on such a high pedestal? He’s a man just like any other man. He’s not perfect or infallible, and I can almost guarantee that he’s glanced at a booty or two during his lifetime. With Bush, that whole ordeal just shows how impatient humanity can be. We’re so quick to jump into action without using logic first.
And with the Pope, we long to see the face of God and what He looks like, so we use something tangible such as the Pope to ease our fears in knowing that there really is something or someone out there watching over us. But despite Bush or the Pope, there is another thing that really bothers me, but this, this precedes the war and all of that. Ever since I got into this business almost ten years ago, I’ve constantly heard individuals who did the same exact thing that I did, refer to themselves in a blasphemous way. Someone might call themselves the “Savior” while another person will refer to himself as the “Messiah.” And with this, there’s nothing that sickens me more. I hate when people don’t hear what I have to say when it comes to God. They’ll listen to me all day if I was talking about guns, money, cars, or women, but as soon as something beneficial is brought up, they tune me out. But I really really hate when people mock God, that’s when some boundaries or something has to be set.
Ryder, not only are you blaspheming God, but you are taking His name in vain. What does God have to do with our match later on today? You made so many meaningless and unnecessary remarks about Him, that you would’ve thought He was your opponent and not me. Saying that my prayers won’t be able to save me, man, you have got to be kidding me! Do you actually think I’m afraid of you? Who are you to me? You are a nobody. Your attempts at being dark, mysterious, and intellectual is more overdone than P. Diddy samples. Give me something I’ve never seen before. Say something that I’ve never heard before. Like I said, I’ve been in this business for then years, and I’ve battled your type before, so what makes you different from any of them? What makes you more alarming or sinister than the rest? Until I truly find out what it is that’s so special about you, then I’ll stop twiddling my thumbs in boredom and mental fatigue. You have me kinda concerned though.
After drinking a few energy drinks and taking some caffeine pills, I tuned into your last vignette, and it looks to me that while you were playing God and saying He wasn’t capable of this and that, you were crying out for help. The same God I always speak of, it sounds to me like you need Him in your troubled life. You know in your mind that destruction lies at the end of your road and you are afraid, but you can’t make this obvious because the Ryder we know is “numb” and “fearless,” and he doesn’t give a d*mn about anything. But roads eventually come to an end, and you know in your heart of hearts that yours very well might wrap up at Assault. You failed to beat Thunder for the title the first time, but once you were given the opportunity to go against me, you mentally buckled because you didn’t know how to cope with what was possibly on the brink. You wanted your fifteen minutes of fame, but in return, you were given two minutes of devastation, because that’s about how long it’ll take me to put you away if Stargazer is acting right and on his P’s and Q’s.
How will my soul become yours if my World Title won’t even leave Hong Kong around your waist? I know who my soul belongs to and it’s not some lame reject who wears some 80’s looking chain mail shirt either. You don’t even own your own soul so how could you possibly own mine? Another failed attempt at being “deep” that’s all. This week, I’ve definitely been the firsthand witness of listening to a jacka** like yourself babble about nothing. I just hope you actually are as good as you say. Because when it’s just me and you in the cage, Shakespeare’s sonnets won’t be on hand to save you. No attempt at verbally insulting me or God will be able to rescue you. So pretty much Ryder, your only hope is Stargazer, and since he and I have a lil understanding since the idiot is scared of me, you have no hope. Affliction probably won’t even be in the building because I don’t think there are any dark matches going down, but even if they were there and decided to step to me, they got another thing coming. It might be a right fist or a head butt….I’ll let them take their pick just to be generous.
And being the generous guy that I am, I’m gonna let Stargazer slide and pretend like he didn’t even disrespect me and say the things he said. Didn’t you learn your lesson already? What else do I have to do to get you to shut the hell up and mind your own d*mn business? Would caching another case do the trick? It might. Because I’ll empty out my entire savings account if you never addressed me ever again. Hell, you can have the Roth IRA’s too if you want.
DJ: I thought you said I could have a few of them.
[[DJ breaks his long silence.]]
[/i][/center]T-Money: Yea, but you and Stargazer are gonna have to split them or something because I honestly am hearing this dude come at me with his garbage monologue.
DJ: Yea, I feel you. That n*gga is getting’ kinda aggravating.
T-Money: Stargazer, before I verbally exile you, why is it that you are acting like I’m fighting you? Talking about I should be focusing on him and not anybody else. You are a filler in my match with Ryder in case you haven’t noticed. You weren’t even gonna be the original enforcer, you were plan B or maybe it was plan C. So with that being said, stop acting like a big shot and pretending the match is all about you when it’s really not, not even a small percentage. Did EPW close down or something? Because honestly, I think it’s time you headed back there full time. Who knows, you could actually probably draw a crowd there. The majority of your audience might be the same kids that are all in to Harry Potter, but hey, it’s ratings right? I guess they’ve been trained to stomach your idiotic antics and I haven’t. And the longer you stay around here, the worse because I don’t think I’ll ever be able to put up with you. I’m surprised I did it for this long.
But enough about Ryder and Stargazer, I’ve wasted enough time and energy on them. Plus, I’ll deal with them later tonight. It’s about time that me and D kept hitting these streets with the Good News, so I’ll see all of ya’ll later tonight. Be safe and God bless…yea you heard me right, I said God in Hong Kong.
[[The scene slowly fades to black as T-Money and DJ walk off.]]
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