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Why would I burden myself with the full weight of responsibility, Adam? Why would I purposefully believe that I need to place two of the very fucking best on my roster on my shoulders and carry them to victory on my efforts alone? Perhaps you don’t quite have the faith in Viz and your 2016...

I have always contemplated my mortality at this event, perhaps more than ever. No show on the calendar year has gifted me such polarising outcomes. Where I can find relative consistency across any given month, among all my years, Territorial Invasion has never been more of a divisive event...

When this whole idea of leading a team was dangled in front of me, it’s safe to say that I couldn’t really fucking care. I mean, every team that I’ve ever had bar one has imploded at one point or another, and the last time I had to lead a pair of teammates inside of War Games, I ended up...

I have always wondered, throughout these years, why exactly you were always so stagnant. I wanted to believe in some simple misfortune. I wanted to believe in some unfortunate circumstances. Place. Time. Opponents. And I had hoped these last few weeks were nothing more than a lie told to...

Everyone dictates their own present. And everyone dictates their own future. There’s a lie told among many that matters of ‘fate’ and ‘destiny’ are beyond our control. That what comes next isn’t the result of our own successes and failures manifesting into a singular outcome befitting of the...

I’m truly not much of a leader. Some people find inspiration in being in that centrepiece role, surrounding themselves with faces they believe can work together with to become an unstoppable unit. They champion the general role, uplifting those they carefully select and aim to work cohesively...

I have absolutely zero respect for the likes of Jack Ripley. The pathetic bunch of one hit wonder Elitists who have such little means of justifying their desired status’ yet endlessly reach for the most paltry of straws to do so. Those occupy themselves with their horrendous, terribly flawed...

The cumulative wisdom one collects throughout a lifetime - or simply through experiences - should be passed onto others. This SHOULD be a non-negotiable in life. There’s no value in hoarding a wealth of knowledge. Those insecure and fearful of others being able to, in a way, ‘arm’ themselves...

Convenience is the cancer of this world’s youth. I’ve always touted that. The manifestation of ideals, the manifestation of perceptions, all convenient to one’s goals and ambitions, robs one of being able to become truly aware of all that’s around them. We don’t live in a convenient world...

I can barely remember the last time this lack of restlessness existed within me. Barely remember the last time my soul was not weary, as it is today. To be more than a ghost without a graveyard. Finality is not something we can chase as much as we so richly desire. Finality is almost purely...

In a way, I am the most mortal man in this entire world. In the violent seas of ever changing ideals, perceptions and interpretations of my glory, I am still the most mortal man that one can meet. They all tell me. How I can be broken. How I can be forced to bleed. How I can be wounded...

The soul yearns for conquest. And that yearning has been satisfied time and time again. It’s a love that may trump every other love in my life. It’s an euphoric feeling that no other drug can replicate. My soul yearns for endless conquest. The greatest dream in my mind is an old, decorated...

Let me tell a story. It's not quite brief, it’s not quite so simple to tell. Settle down children and take a moment to hear Papa O’Hara tell what is however the most important story. Once upon a time, I stood at the intersection of two choices. Two choices that had haunted me for the longest...

Few things give me true joy in this world. Waking up beside my wife. Watching my son do literally anything. And the vibration that courses from my fingertips, all the way up my arm and down my spine where a pipe cracks the skull of another human. It’s an addicting feeling. The sound of a...

I have struggled with a sense of complacency. Struggled with the thought of direction. There’s a satisfaction I feel knowing that I do as I please, walk where I desire to walk, act as I wish to act and face nothing but the most meagre and inconsequential of resistances. Battles chosen for...

I once prided myself on my ability to predict the future. So many wars won by seeing the next move my opponent would make. The next statement that they would utter, to fill themselves with the confidence to charge towards me, to swing that ideally final blow. And each time I would be...

I have only one true wish. One true desire. It will come eventually, I am sure of it. When I grow tiresome of my state as I am and realise the necessity to evolve further; beyond mere mythical bounds and into a true unknown. True transcendence. But beneath these barren skies, I wish my blood...

You know, Hathaway has reached the age where tantrums are becoming more and more common. Lashing out, crying when he doesn’t understand something. Anger, frustrations, struggling to understand exactly what they are. You’re sounding much like my toddler son, Drake. Everything I say is...

I cannot control humanity. Many things…yes. But man itself? Never. It’s desirable that all endeavours would come to an end when met with the judgement of God but even once reduced to that of a cockroach, they embrace it and continue to live on in spite of it. Continuing on their endeavours in...

Upon my return, I cared not to take a peak from my throne. That which was earned through blood, through sacrifices, through war; the privilege entitled to my kind. Higher than the apex. Higher than the heavens. On the very cosmos themselves. Not for Myles. Not for Theron. Such is the...