Vince McMahon is back on the WWE board of directors, using the power he’s always had to claw his way into the driver’s seat for the world’s largest pro wrestling company. The alleged reason for this is to pursue a sale, but it seems equally likely that he will end up where he was, the single driving force behind everything we see of WWE.
Everything feels gross. Nothing is resolved, literally nothing is resolved, except that Vince McMahon himself is better at this and quite a few people are getting hurt because of it. sucks.
We’ll continue to deal with that in the coming weeks and months. In the meantime, I’d like us to get back to an old hobby – reading a lot on CM Punk’s social media activity.
Punk has been out of the spotlight ever since he got involved in an altercation backstage following an explosive press conference right after AEW. Everyone out pay-per-view in August last year. Although it has long been believed that he is done with the company and no one wants him back, there have been at least hints that they may not get along well after all.
Here’s the latest Instagram story we can often read:
He’s back in the gym! and listening to a song called “Watch Me Rise”. Here are the words for each Genius:
“Damn,” he said, “I promised myself I would never feel this damn way again
This world has made me pray on my knees for one peaceful thought in my mind, my step, my life
My time consumes thousands of thoughts
i hate myself
Like a flock of birds with no direction or intention to find a home
It’s hard to think
It is difficult to change it
When this world doesn’t see you any other way
In this world, they choose to see me, they choose to see me like a sunset
So it’s up to me, I have to see myself as an up-and-coming person
In my days someone told me that rain would always come
Always come to wash away the pain
But nothing changes and this world still wants me down
He wants me to pray on my knees in this rain
“Born this way, die this way”
I’d rather die on my feet than live on my knees
I’d rather die on my feet so you can watch me
Watch me do the things we bear: the loss, the scars, the heaviness of hearts, the things we carry
So I say to the slaves of depression: Go on and sing the sweet song of redemption about living this life free and long
Watch me soar for miles and miles
I’ll let you decide how to take it all, or whether to take it or not.
Let’s just get back to the question of something that doesn’t feel heavy.