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tirsdag den 19. juni 2012

RISE!

The roar of thousands of people. Shouting. Shouting for blood. Shouting for death. The sand is warm and bloody. The armor is tigth. The sword by my site, and shield in my hands. I have to survive. I have to stand. So if I’m struck down, i have to stand up. Stand up for glory, the hope of freedom and to see my love. I have to rise!

The story of Icarus is well known to the world. The gods gave a man wings of wax. I flew to the sky with the wings. But he showed hubris. He flew too close sun, and his wings of wax melted. He was thrown to the ocean and died. But what if he had survived. Then would he wish he was dead and cry, or would he rise to the gods, for revenge.

The god Osiris was the king of the gods in the old Egypt. He was loved by all the other gods, except his brother Seth. One day, Seth betrayed the king of the gods, his dear brother, and Seth killed Osiris. Osiris was cut in hundreds of pieces, and scattered all over Egypt. Osiris son Horus then took revenge for his father, and rose to become king of the gods. But this is not the end of the story of Osiris. Osiris wife, Isis, found all the scattered pieces of Osiris body. All but one. Isis blew life in Osiris, but she had forgotten his heart, that was swallowed by a fish in the Nile. But Osiris did rise. Osiris did rise to be the judge of the evil in the humans’ heart, when they die.

I once where a gladiator. I had to use 100 percent of my strength, and i had always to be preapared. I had to fight to be the best. I was one of the best. But then hybris struck me down. I had come too close to the sun. I survived, but only nearly. I didn't know who i were, was or to be. I could only walk forward. Slowly i collected my parts. Slowly i regained myself. I found my way. and i refund the way of the warrior. But i never was supposed to be a warrior, nor a knight. I could see the king. I could see the knights, and i could see the new blood, that could rise to become kings and gods. I could not return to the old ways. I had to become more. I had to rise. I had to rise higher than ever. I have to give everything. 
I had to rise and become a Titan.
 Cause the Besselhoff has returned to become the best, and Rise!
 I return at Swimming!
And yeah i know it... I'm awesome!!

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