A Way of Life. (Shockwave Rp 2)
Jun 22, 2021 13:55:48 GMT -5
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Post by Eron Hunter on Jun 22, 2021 13:55:48 GMT -5
“Actions speak more than a thousand words”
The setting is simple. Eron Hunter is standing in front of the camera, behind him the great vast sea. Stars adorn the sky and the black clouds are shy to cover the shining moon. Eron faces the camera, and although it is almost too dark to see, we can sense decisiveness in his posture.
“You say you wanted to show your son a way of acting, living, and fighting that would help him become the man he should be. Jesse Jamester wanted the best for his son and thus he picked someone he thought worthy of that role…
…And I agree that that is an honorable thing to do, indeed.
The problem is, Jesse, that your son as much as any other son in this world, had already picked a role model he thought worthy. And that model is his father!
You see, Jesse, children look up to their parents as they grow up and learn. They learn by observing as much, if not more than, as when they hear their role models speak to them.
You say you wanted to show your son a way of fighting, a way of life, that you deemed worthy and honorable. But on the other hand, what did you do? Sneak attacks, Bullying, and teaming yourself with villains.
Your son has already had the model he learned from…
…What he has learned, though, depends on him.
You see, Jesse Jamester.
There will come a time in which you will face final Judgment.
And that judge will not be God.
It will not be Eron Hunter.
No…
Jesse Jamester, your final judge, the one that will unleash the last judgment upon you.
That one.
Will be your Son!
You see, Jamester, each parent in this world must face a big trial. The trial that shapes their future existence comes from the hearts and minds of their children. The fiercest judge of a man; that is not God, that´s his son. Children are born into this world and they look upon their parents for survival, they learn from them, and at the same time, they condemn them for their sins.
Because just as much as any other living being, children must learn to survive and if their role models give them dysfunctional surviving patterns, which make these children suffer, these very children will condemn their role models in the worst possible way.
As you see, Jesse Jamester, you have faced many trials.
The problem is that you have yet to face your biggest challenge yet.
Live your existence, and fight for it, with a broken heart!
And it will not be my fault.
Not God´s fault.
It will all be your miserable fault, for acting in ways you could have avoided, in front of the eyes of a person that adores you and thinks you are the best…
…For some more wretched moments of your life!
Julius is watching now.
He might be angry and think in many different bad ways about me. But when the final moment is there, will he be able to say I was wrong?
I truly doubt it.
I will see you in the arena, Jamester.
This one will be a fight for the ages, but it won´t be your greatest fight ever. No. The biggest fight of your life is still lurking back there, waiting for the right moment to explode.
Remember these words.
For, someday, they might just save your sorry heart.”
Eron turns his back to the camera; the soft sea breeze caresses his face as he stares towards the big, vast sea. The scene fades slowly to black.
He looks at the bottom of his glass.
A half-empty glass?
Half-full?
It all depends on the point of view.
Sitting on a chair, near a small, wooden, table with a bottle of whiskey in front of him, Eron Hunter looks apologetic. Has he judged Jesse Jamester too early? Have the trials and tribulations made the man or is the man the sole responsible for his trials and tribulations?
Some say we chose the way of our life based on our character. Some others say the way of life shapes our character. Eron Hunter was at a loss when it came to this point. Jesse Jamester accused him, he told him that he, Eron, didn´t know what it took to walk a walk in some sorrowful shoes.
Did Jamester know anything about Hunter's life? Eron was sure he did. He was way too much fixated on the young fighter, to not know what hardships Eron had endured. He was sure Jamester had picked Eron Hunter to play the role model for his son because he knew what the young fighter had gone through.
But do the hardships of our life justify our wrongdoings?
Eron doubted it.
A man´s freedom ends where another man´s freedom is violated.
There are Tyrants and Dictators in this world.
They might have had a hard life, but that doesn´t justify them giving millions and millions of people a nightmare of an existence. Jesse Jamester has had his life cut out for him, by life itself. And just like he pissed on a bottle, in a plane, just like that he screwed his existence over by making the wrong choices in his life.
We are the story writers of our life…
…sadly enough, we are writing with a pen and can´t erase our mistakes!
Eron Hunter smiled.
It was a sad smile.
He raised a toast. A whiskey glass of a toast, for all the storytellers of this world.
Fin.
The setting is simple. Eron Hunter is standing in front of the camera, behind him the great vast sea. Stars adorn the sky and the black clouds are shy to cover the shining moon. Eron faces the camera, and although it is almost too dark to see, we can sense decisiveness in his posture.
“You say you wanted to show your son a way of acting, living, and fighting that would help him become the man he should be. Jesse Jamester wanted the best for his son and thus he picked someone he thought worthy of that role…
…And I agree that that is an honorable thing to do, indeed.
The problem is, Jesse, that your son as much as any other son in this world, had already picked a role model he thought worthy. And that model is his father!
You see, Jesse, children look up to their parents as they grow up and learn. They learn by observing as much, if not more than, as when they hear their role models speak to them.
You say you wanted to show your son a way of fighting, a way of life, that you deemed worthy and honorable. But on the other hand, what did you do? Sneak attacks, Bullying, and teaming yourself with villains.
Your son has already had the model he learned from…
…What he has learned, though, depends on him.
You see, Jesse Jamester.
There will come a time in which you will face final Judgment.
And that judge will not be God.
It will not be Eron Hunter.
No…
Jesse Jamester, your final judge, the one that will unleash the last judgment upon you.
That one.
Will be your Son!
You see, Jamester, each parent in this world must face a big trial. The trial that shapes their future existence comes from the hearts and minds of their children. The fiercest judge of a man; that is not God, that´s his son. Children are born into this world and they look upon their parents for survival, they learn from them, and at the same time, they condemn them for their sins.
Because just as much as any other living being, children must learn to survive and if their role models give them dysfunctional surviving patterns, which make these children suffer, these very children will condemn their role models in the worst possible way.
As you see, Jesse Jamester, you have faced many trials.
The problem is that you have yet to face your biggest challenge yet.
Live your existence, and fight for it, with a broken heart!
And it will not be my fault.
Not God´s fault.
It will all be your miserable fault, for acting in ways you could have avoided, in front of the eyes of a person that adores you and thinks you are the best…
…For some more wretched moments of your life!
Julius is watching now.
He might be angry and think in many different bad ways about me. But when the final moment is there, will he be able to say I was wrong?
I truly doubt it.
I will see you in the arena, Jamester.
This one will be a fight for the ages, but it won´t be your greatest fight ever. No. The biggest fight of your life is still lurking back there, waiting for the right moment to explode.
Remember these words.
For, someday, they might just save your sorry heart.”
Eron turns his back to the camera; the soft sea breeze caresses his face as he stares towards the big, vast sea. The scene fades slowly to black.
***
He looks at the bottom of his glass.
A half-empty glass?
Half-full?
It all depends on the point of view.
Sitting on a chair, near a small, wooden, table with a bottle of whiskey in front of him, Eron Hunter looks apologetic. Has he judged Jesse Jamester too early? Have the trials and tribulations made the man or is the man the sole responsible for his trials and tribulations?
Some say we chose the way of our life based on our character. Some others say the way of life shapes our character. Eron Hunter was at a loss when it came to this point. Jesse Jamester accused him, he told him that he, Eron, didn´t know what it took to walk a walk in some sorrowful shoes.
Did Jamester know anything about Hunter's life? Eron was sure he did. He was way too much fixated on the young fighter, to not know what hardships Eron had endured. He was sure Jamester had picked Eron Hunter to play the role model for his son because he knew what the young fighter had gone through.
But do the hardships of our life justify our wrongdoings?
Eron doubted it.
A man´s freedom ends where another man´s freedom is violated.
There are Tyrants and Dictators in this world.
They might have had a hard life, but that doesn´t justify them giving millions and millions of people a nightmare of an existence. Jesse Jamester has had his life cut out for him, by life itself. And just like he pissed on a bottle, in a plane, just like that he screwed his existence over by making the wrong choices in his life.
We are the story writers of our life…
…sadly enough, we are writing with a pen and can´t erase our mistakes!
Eron Hunter smiled.
It was a sad smile.
He raised a toast. A whiskey glass of a toast, for all the storytellers of this world.
Fin.
