Post by Brandon on Aug 2, 2011 10:12:28 GMT -5
If anything. Genesis was known for his unique promo cutting. Using different venues, settings, things of that nature. Today, was no different. "Its Primetime Baby!" So naturally.... Gen's gonna bring his 'A' Game, as he always... ALWAYS does.
Tonight, was all about Sudden Death. Slapped into a Battle Royal match-up with a chorus of rather interesting individuals.
The two that stood out. Were Brock Lesnar, and Brad Kane.
Therefore... its only fitting that he'd focus his time on those two in particular.
Shown sitting in the corner of a locker room. Occupied by no one but me, myself & I. He was in quite the state-of-mind. He wasn't depressed. He wasn't even in a foul mood. Matter of fact. It was a state-of-mind that not even the closest of kin. Could begin to imagine, nor fathom.
Was it by choice?
Maybe... maybe not.
One thing was for sure. He was focuses. Preparing his mind, his body, and his inner being... for tonight's battle. When the smoke clears. Somebody had to win. Somebody had to lose. To the victor, goes the spoils. To the loser? Well...
With this special promo being filmed in a sepia tone, old-school grainy footage. Genesis spoke to the world.
Genesis - "Wise man once said: 'If a man has enough power in his voice. He doesn't have to scream, nor yell, to project his message. All he has to do is speak softly. Then the world, will listen.'
If there is anything that needs to be known about Genesis. Is when I speak. Its not about idle thoughts or catchy phrases. My words are only as good as the person who speaks them. In such a short time. I've already caused a rift in the foundation. Imagine that?
I've ended one career.
Altered the careers of two others.
Imagine that?
Its a funny thing about 'time'. Its the very object that controls our day-to-day lives. But I see it, as nothing more then an illusion.
Think about it?
Time is what controls us. Day-by-Day. Night-by-Night.
We depend on it. We live our lives by the minute and the hour.
Without ever really knowing... or rather, having the luxury. Of knowing when that 'time' is up for us. We drink bottles of water. Without truly tasting it.
But it is when, we are faced with our immortality. That we truly start to taste the water needed to live by. When met with close calls. Do we ever stop to smell the roses of what 'life' is supposed to be like?
I bring these up. Because for my dear 'friends'... Brad Kane and Brock Lesnar. Little do they know. There time is running out.
Brock Lesnar. You choose to view the world like a glass of water. One, that is only only half full. Optimistic, as one can be. That due to your reputation, size and power. You foolishly believe that you can hurt me?
I would like to say. That 'god' gave you those talents.. But then, I'd be lying, wouldn't I Brock?
Only thing god ever gave you, was a soul. The gift of life. Everything else, you gained through other means....
Drugs. Pills. Needles.
Would you like for me to continue? Or have I humiliated you enough as it is??
You see the world with diamond eyes. The glitz, and the glamor of it all. Blinded, by the false truths & sense of security the public eye have given you since 2002.
But if you, choose to see things as 'I' see them?
I'm a proud realist. I see things like a glass of water that is merely empty. You can call it negativity. I call it the real world.
You represent the 'people', Brock. You... and Bradley [Kane] as well. All that is wrong with the world today.
The people want to see murderers pay for there sinful acts. You cling to the hope that someday. The person or person(s) involved will be executed. But as I see things to be. You should be blaming your own flawed justice system. Oddly enough... a justice system created by the very same 'people' that fuels your obsessions.
Instead of feeling sorry for the victims. Maybe you should use that energy to become this worlds new 'justice system'. Take matters, into your owns. Become what the world ultimately needs. A 'new' justice system.
Just as I have done for the wrestling industry in years past.
When faced with adversity. When feelings such as fear, deception and yes, even death at times, came knocking at my door? I face those things head on. Luckily for me. When your born with a black heart. Compassion is the last thing on your mind. Which is why I'm able to overcome any & all problems. While people like you. Choose to succumb to those feelings. Letting it become your weakness, rather then a strength...
Brock, your viewed as man who feels that already. He has reached his fullest 'potential'. But if you see things through the eyes of the beholder. Your true 'potential', is only just beginning!
As for you, Brad. Your simply an incurable poison. Everything you touch. Rots... then turns to ashes. I dropped you. Like a druggie forced to drop his bad habits. Because you... were simply in my way.
Let this night. Be the start of a new journey for the three of us. One that will forever change our lives and our careers.
You two have been scratching, and clawing to stay on top of the food chain. Sooner or later. Somebody has to pull you down to the surface. Might as well be me. Don't you think?
Final thought.
'Time is of the essence', people say. But I say to them. Time is simply a dream. Much like our journey in this world. When its our time to die. Will we truly learn the meaning of life.
'Life is just a dream. On the way to death"
Genesis then reaches over, and grabs an hourglass. Flipping it upside down. Watching the sand fall at a rapid pace to the bottom. As he smiled, then cackled.
Genesis - "Well boys... your time is up. Tonight, meet your Judge. Your Jury. And your Executioner! "
[/color]Tonight, was all about Sudden Death. Slapped into a Battle Royal match-up with a chorus of rather interesting individuals.
The two that stood out. Were Brock Lesnar, and Brad Kane.
Therefore... its only fitting that he'd focus his time on those two in particular.
Shown sitting in the corner of a locker room. Occupied by no one but me, myself & I. He was in quite the state-of-mind. He wasn't depressed. He wasn't even in a foul mood. Matter of fact. It was a state-of-mind that not even the closest of kin. Could begin to imagine, nor fathom.
Was it by choice?
Maybe... maybe not.
One thing was for sure. He was focuses. Preparing his mind, his body, and his inner being... for tonight's battle. When the smoke clears. Somebody had to win. Somebody had to lose. To the victor, goes the spoils. To the loser? Well...
With this special promo being filmed in a sepia tone, old-school grainy footage. Genesis spoke to the world.
Genesis - "Wise man once said: 'If a man has enough power in his voice. He doesn't have to scream, nor yell, to project his message. All he has to do is speak softly. Then the world, will listen.'
If there is anything that needs to be known about Genesis. Is when I speak. Its not about idle thoughts or catchy phrases. My words are only as good as the person who speaks them. In such a short time. I've already caused a rift in the foundation. Imagine that?
I've ended one career.
Altered the careers of two others.
Imagine that?
Its a funny thing about 'time'. Its the very object that controls our day-to-day lives. But I see it, as nothing more then an illusion.
Think about it?
Time is what controls us. Day-by-Day. Night-by-Night.
We depend on it. We live our lives by the minute and the hour.
Without ever really knowing... or rather, having the luxury. Of knowing when that 'time' is up for us. We drink bottles of water. Without truly tasting it.
But it is when, we are faced with our immortality. That we truly start to taste the water needed to live by. When met with close calls. Do we ever stop to smell the roses of what 'life' is supposed to be like?
I bring these up. Because for my dear 'friends'... Brad Kane and Brock Lesnar. Little do they know. There time is running out.
Brock Lesnar. You choose to view the world like a glass of water. One, that is only only half full. Optimistic, as one can be. That due to your reputation, size and power. You foolishly believe that you can hurt me?
I would like to say. That 'god' gave you those talents.. But then, I'd be lying, wouldn't I Brock?
Only thing god ever gave you, was a soul. The gift of life. Everything else, you gained through other means....
Drugs. Pills. Needles.
Would you like for me to continue? Or have I humiliated you enough as it is??
You see the world with diamond eyes. The glitz, and the glamor of it all. Blinded, by the false truths & sense of security the public eye have given you since 2002.
But if you, choose to see things as 'I' see them?
I'm a proud realist. I see things like a glass of water that is merely empty. You can call it negativity. I call it the real world.
You represent the 'people', Brock. You... and Bradley [Kane] as well. All that is wrong with the world today.
The people want to see murderers pay for there sinful acts. You cling to the hope that someday. The person or person(s) involved will be executed. But as I see things to be. You should be blaming your own flawed justice system. Oddly enough... a justice system created by the very same 'people' that fuels your obsessions.
Instead of feeling sorry for the victims. Maybe you should use that energy to become this worlds new 'justice system'. Take matters, into your owns. Become what the world ultimately needs. A 'new' justice system.
Just as I have done for the wrestling industry in years past.
When faced with adversity. When feelings such as fear, deception and yes, even death at times, came knocking at my door? I face those things head on. Luckily for me. When your born with a black heart. Compassion is the last thing on your mind. Which is why I'm able to overcome any & all problems. While people like you. Choose to succumb to those feelings. Letting it become your weakness, rather then a strength...
Brock, your viewed as man who feels that already. He has reached his fullest 'potential'. But if you see things through the eyes of the beholder. Your true 'potential', is only just beginning!
As for you, Brad. Your simply an incurable poison. Everything you touch. Rots... then turns to ashes. I dropped you. Like a druggie forced to drop his bad habits. Because you... were simply in my way.
Let this night. Be the start of a new journey for the three of us. One that will forever change our lives and our careers.
You two have been scratching, and clawing to stay on top of the food chain. Sooner or later. Somebody has to pull you down to the surface. Might as well be me. Don't you think?
Final thought.
'Time is of the essence', people say. But I say to them. Time is simply a dream. Much like our journey in this world. When its our time to die. Will we truly learn the meaning of life.
'Life is just a dream. On the way to death"
Genesis then reaches over, and grabs an hourglass. Flipping it upside down. Watching the sand fall at a rapid pace to the bottom. As he smiled, then cackled.
Genesis - "Well boys... your time is up. Tonight, meet your Judge. Your Jury. And your Executioner! "
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