X-treme Wrestling Federation

"Intelligence is the ability to adapt to change."
- Stephen Hawking (Physicist)

Intelligence is an elusive part of our lives. Although many choose to pass through day to day not sparing a second thoughts for concerns and knowledge greater than their own, restricted field of perception, I have never been like that in my own life. I have always been one to seek knowledge. One to push my own perception of understanding to its very limits, in a quest to know as much as I possibly could ever learn. But as childish as that journey may sound, the past few years I have come to awareness that knowing all I ever possibly could... can never be done.

Our world is changing. Some say it's for the better, and some say it is for the worst, but my concern is knowledge. Our knowledge. With the world changing as it is, is it really possible to learn everything? Or, indeed, to perform every imaginable task? Will we ever have the ability to cause nuclear fusion on Earth? Will we ever uncover the mysteries of the universe in its entirety?

As I sit here writing, kept warm by sturdy walls that separate me from the Arctic-like weather not three feet from the tip of my nose, with a thinly-layered double-glazed window being my looking glass to the impossibly contrasting world beyond, my mind does start to race. Within my seemingly eternal pursuit of all things knowledgeable, it appears I may have come full-circle. Instead of knowledge, I will, for the third time be participating in material conflict once more to settle not a dispute of the mind, but a dispute of the body. The previous two times being just a week prior, where I had rather dominated my opposition.

But I may well type my thoughts and experiences regarding previous or current events. I might well delve into my personal opinions on a Mr. Storm, who happens to be my opponent this week, or how one of the men I had overcome last week has an opportunity at the highest prize this week. But whether I choose to engage in such activities is rather moot. For one, the terms of 'this week' or 'last week' is rather trivial. During future sessions of re-reading my own work back again, I may well have forgotten about - or even have no interest concerning - said events. As such, from this point onward, I do relinquish writing or speaking of such trivial matters - as long as I am writing for a specific purpose.

The purpose I refer to is one very close to my heart... somewhat literally. Many of you know me as 'The Linguist'. But that is just a name, just a label. as far as you may be concerned, I am just a body, a face, a husk of nothing but astronomical amounts of knowledge, and quite a fighting spirit.

You know of The Linguist. But you know not of Linguini Maximus Isaac.

'Quis Ego Sum', which is Latin for 'Who I Am' is a chronology of my life. An autobiography if you will. Starting from before my birth, through to present day. Sincere, and unglorified.

Haec est mea fabula. Hoc est, quis Ego sum.