June 9th, 2002

Hi There.


What really makes me want to be in this crazy world we call "professional wrestling"? Money? Girls? Glory? What is it? Its not about the money, although some would be nice. Its not about the girls, but I'm sure the sex it good. Its not really about the glory, because in reality glory is only a state of mind. So really, why would someone want to be a part of this crazy world? Why? Why would I? I toss around my age like a million does his money, but my age is worth a lot to me. I'm only 18 years old. I can't stress how much that means to me. Come August 1st, I'll be 19. 19 years on this crazy planet. 19 years of my journey through life. 19 years of figuring who I am.

I am "Michael MiGo". I am an artist. I am a writer. I am a child. I am a wrestling promoter. An artist will sit at his piece of work and put his soul and life into that piece of art. A writer will leave their own world and live though their characters. A child I am, as pure as I can be. And the "job" I percieve at the highest plateu is that of a wrestling promoter. What more can I ask for? Sure, some more money and some more happiness will be great. But I'm taking this shitty life of mine, the depression of life that I deal with every day and I accept it. Maybe this is "as good as it'll get". Maybe this depression I have is really just my way of dealing with happiness. Then again, what really is "happiness" and what is "depression"? Its exsistence. My exsistence.

Go back to Wrestle Mania 10...Shawn Michaels vs. Razor Ramon. The Ladder Match! It was art. It was the writer in their own world and they lived through that match. A child I am, I enjoyed every minute of it. I loved watching the match. I loved wrestling. I wanted to be a part of it. I'm the kid who dressed like his favorite rockstar because I was that much into the music. I listen to Nine Inch Nails every day, I watch wrestling everyday, I visualize my future everyday. Everyday I think about Shawn Michaels vs. Razor Ramon from Wrestle Mania 10.

Its about putting your ass on the line and living your dreams everyday. I'm a wrestling promoter. Sure, I have my ups and downs, but for 3 hours a month I'm Shawn Michaels vs. Razor Ramon. I'm not about to give in to those who want me to give up. There's no one out there that can stop me. You can't stop me. I am unstoppable. Kill me now, but my dreams will live on. Kill me 50 years from now, my dreams will still live on.

It's all about The Buzz. The feeling you get from knowing that you acomplished what you desired. Its not about reaching a goal because a goal is just another step. It's all about The Spirit. The Knowing in your heart that you're expressing everything you can and if people can't understand you...well FUCK THEM. It's about those 3 hours, everything in life is. Working a normal job. Keeping your family happy. Keeping your morals and values unharmed. It all goes back to the 3 hours of show that I live for. God gave us free will. So she can't change fate. She can't change destiny. We are God's 'Reality TV' bullshit. We are God's "Survivor". Fuck, we're God's "Tough Enough". I hope God likes MEW because it's gonna be around for a long fucking time.

Make your money. Fuck your women. But is that your dream? Is your dream to be a money whore? Is your dream to be with your friends and live your dreams everyday together? That's mine. I'd trade anything in the world to be with my friends and live our dreams everyday. Screw the chance to work in dozens of promotions in the area and "get my name out". My name is only worth as much as I am. I feel that I'm as worth as much as MEW is. As much as my friends are. As much as my dreams are. As much as the feeling I have when I'm living the Ladder Match from Wrestle Mania 10.

Where does The Buzz come from? Where does The Spirit come from? Its the fans. Its the dozens, hundreds, or thousands of fans...not marks...not insiders...not smarks...The Fans. I'm a Fan. You're a Fan. Even those cold hearted "indy whores" who only care about their paydays are Fans. Fans of Money, but nonetheless, still they are The Fan. Eariler in this ramble, I talked about "The Knowing". The Knowing in your HEART that you're expressing everything you can. The Buzz is from that...from the people who get off on what you say and what you do. What you dream and all the life and soul you put into your art work...your Three Hours. They connect to your dreams. They live though us. They give us The Buzz. Some use The Buzz to feed their egos. Some use The Buzz to feed their paydays. Some use The Buzz to feed their their Spirit. Reguardless of how you use The Buzz...we all do. We use the fans to get our Buzz.

But it's only fair. They use us too. The Fans use us in the "crazy world". For the $10, $12, $14, $35, or $100 they pay for a ticket to use us. We all might not be "Indy Whores", but we're all whores reguardless. We take their money to live our dreams. Their money is merely a vehicle for us to use to take our dream futher one more show...one more microphone....one more chair to swing....one more Ladder for HBK and Razor Ramon to use. Without The Fans, there is no Dream. Without The Dream, there is no Fans. Its a give and take relationship. We give our dreams and the Fans take them. They give their money and we take it.

Everyone has their Shawn Michaels vs. Razor Ramon Ladder Match. Everyone has The Buzz. Everyone has The Spirit. It all depends on how you use it. Will you crave the money and girls? Will you crave The Spirit? Will you crave The Buzz? I crave The Spirit. For those Three Hours, I am everything I want to be and then some. Good times and Bad, You can NOT take those Three Hours from me. I am a Golden God. I am expressing everything that I am. I am living my dream. I am "Michael MiGo". I am a wrestling promoter. I am a friend. I am a Maniak. I am full of The Spirit.

The Spirit.
There's no where to hide.
Its deep inside.
There's something that owns us all.
There's something that makes us tall.
Its not the money that we make.
Its not the passion that we fake.
Its not the women in our beds.
Its not the state of mind in our heads.
Its everything I am and everything I ever will be.
Its everything I feel and everything I see.
Its The Spirit that we are.
Its The Spirit that has taken us this far.
Shout it loud so everyone can hear it.
The Spirt is I and I am The Spirit.

Full of Spirit and Craving The Buzz. You can't kill us, We're Rockstars.

Michael MiGo