Post by Amadeus on Apr 5, 2021 19:01:48 GMT -5
It is only through recognizing the violence and sensuality at the center of Amadeus’s work that we can make a start towards a comprehension of his structures and an insight into his magnificence. In all of Amadeus’s supreme expressions of suffering and terror, there is something shockingly voluptuous about his work.
It was at Revolution One’s The Ides where I orchestrated a masterful and expressive visual piece of public art. That finely drawn line of crimson that flowed and followed the curvatures of Jojo’s face. That beautiful color was drawn by my own hands and glistened under the lights of the arena. After I painted that picture across JoJo’s face I demanded a better canvas for which I would again create my masterful work.
When I saw Leigh Haught and Austin St. Peters disgracing Revolution’s canvas I demanded to be placed into that match. I demanded to give my audience another glimpse into the visual art that only I can master. It wasn’t a crimson mask that I had created. No, this was a composition of melodramatic elation. It was a concerto of one in which I serenaded those in attendance. I can still feel that musical instrument between my hands.
My next captured audience will be the Aussie Assault Jessie Lee herself. She will come to understand the gift that has been bestowed upon the artist known as Amadeus. Jessie Lee will assist in my unique compositional language. It’s psychological effects will reflect within her eyes.
Those breathtaking and alluring eyes that appear to entice anyone who looks into them for more than a few fleeting moments. Jessie Lee radiates something more than someone described as elementary or as a trivial vagrant. Jessie Lee is captivating and even bewitching as she entrances those who take notice.
We’ll make beautiful, enthralling, and comforting melodies together Jessie Lee.
My music with Jessie Lee will be nothing more than a single unwavering delight. In truth anyone can create music but to fill one’s soul with longing, such unfulfilling longing, can only be accomplished by a master. That’s what I am a master of art. I create desires inside of hearts and weigh heavy upon mind.
Jessie Lee has proved since she’s been within Revolution One Wrestling that she’s willing to devote herself to professional wrestling.. She’ll have to dedicate herself to me willingly. It’s with giving that she opens herself to whatever lays between those ropes. She’s feel my grasp upon her skin. She’ll feel the beating of my heart. She’ll understand the truth of Amadeus and I in turn will fully understand her.
With either victory or defeat she’ll leave a piece of herself with me. It’s a selflessness that most take for granted or worse never acknowledge. In those moments you think less of yourself and more of the person that stands across from you. In those moments you don’t have the time nor the ability to realize your internal emotions. You’re concentration is on those emotions of your opponent.
Being selfless is very similar to being altruistic. You give without expecting, needing, or wanting anything in return. But we do don’t we Jessie? We want, we need, and we expect victory. But we give everything of ourselves for the simplistic hope of achieving this. There’s beauty in that.
Amadeus's genius as an American original was evident long before he produced his works of art that are today considered masterpieces of professional wrestling. Both critics and fans have hailed his short stories as proof that a pure, true American artist of wrestling was finally possible. Professional wrestling was no longer merely watered-down. Professional wrestling had at last come into its own. Amadeus set the standard — and the wrestlers who come after him will honor his achievements.
His next great achievement will be that of the HorrorCore Championship number one competitor. A man who will define a division and defy the odds against him. The brutality of the master is of yet unknown as his Revolution masterpiece has only just begun. This sport has been defined by less than masters and Amadeus is the once in a lifetime talent.
During my youth of life I lot of elaborate ideas for jobs that I didn’t know how to get, but which I believed in my heart I was meant for. I can’t remember all of them now, but one involved being a renowned composer. I knew a girl who lived in the outskirts of London, and I think the idea had something to do with my affection for her, and the way it brought me closer to her.
My mother used to say that I was my own worst enemy, and though I never thought she was right about that, the situation with the girl would certainly have fitted neatly into her argument. In the end it was always the gut who did most of the talking—she was, in so many ways, exemplary.
it was around the time that I met my passion for painting that my longing for her had reached its pinnacle. Since then I’ve thought about her less and less, and now I hardly think of her at all. But Jessie Lee reminds me of her in some crazed and crude way.
I’ll take those thoughts with me into Legacy and I’ll recall those moments that I sat with her and devoted myself to her. As Jessie Lee and I devote ourselves to each other in a way most of society cannot understand or comprehend. Despite that lack of understanding we’ll share something that even those in the locker room will be jealous of, envious.
We were all given a little piece of canvas and the chance to draw on it however we see fit. Unlike my competitors, I am an artist, and I have always wanted to be one. Everyone else simply wants to be a wrestler and I crave something more than them. I desire Championships and defining moments of art in that ring.