Here’s Your Sign, Hollywood.

Here’s Your Sign, Hollywood.

Posted on May 13, 2022 at 11:58 pm by Xander Azula

If you’ll indulge me for a moment, I have a real quick history lesson for you.

You know about the Hollywood sign, right?

Initially constructed as a promotional tool for a housing development, the sign became a landmark for the city of Los Angeles, and an icon of its corner of the entertainment industry.

But everything decays over time, and the sign has fallen into disarray a great deal over the years.

It took them over three decades to get around to restoring the sign after the deterioration had begun, and it took them using brand-new material to make it as good as it used to be.

The wood and steel of the old replaced with brand-new steel, firmly rooted in the hills that oversee the city.

And what a lovely sign it is.

So lovely, in fact, that tourists constantly go hiking up the hills for a chance to get near it.

And the neighbors absolutely hate this.

Far too much congestion of traffic when visitors go looking for the right path to see the sign up close.

They’ve gotten to the point of giving fake directions to hapless travelers, throwing them off from ever finding the true path.

How do I know?

Because I’ve been there.

I traveled with some old friends in the hopes of seeing what the fuss was all about.

You know what we found instead?

Misery.

People were giving us the runaround, taking us miles away from our destination

Leading us astray from the path we needed to be on, just to see us suffer.

Closest we ever got was a park with a decent view of the damn thing.

Our little expedition left us having to look upon its splendor from afar.

And that day marked the end of my reliance on the wisdom of man, Brian Hollywood.

People like you end up becoming too much of a distraction for me.

Giving me the runaround, trying to get me to stray from the path I walk.

But my eyes have been opened to the truth.

While you’re running off your mouth about conspiracies and how you thrive on being alone, I’m seeing what this all boils down to.

Your career is on the decline, Brian.

It’s deteriorating, just like the Hollywood sign once was.

And unlike the city of Los Angeles, you have no interest in rebuilding with new material.

You’d much rather see it all rot away than accept a chance at renewal.

You talk about climbing the mountain on your own, but I have some bad news for you…there is no mountain.

Not for you, anyway.

You reached your peak a long time ago.

And now you’re scared of anyone stepping over you on their own ascension to fame.

So you’ve been acting as gatekeeper, trying to drive away anyone looking for that beautiful destination.

Trying to take advantage of the tendency to wander on whatever path you set for them.

Only problem is, I know what I’m doing.

I know where I’m going.

My path is firm and true, Brian Hollywood.

And at Refueled, that path runs right through you.

Your petty jokes and insults have fallen flat, and when I’m through so will your body.

Knocked out cold after one too many hits to the head.

Worn down by the sheer might of an angry Disciple looking to spread the good word.

Chaos.

And with the once-great Brian Hollywood fallen, I will continue on my path.

The first milestone toward my destination, that’s what you are.

And my goddess will smile upon my work, and declare it good.

I know my place in the grand scheme of things.

What about you?

I will move on to greater things with War Games, and the road beyond.

But you?

I dunno, maybe the CIA will have an opening for you.

Maybe you can stop running from what you truly are.

A coward.

A fraud.

I’ve seen the sign that guides me on my path.

A star shining bright, providing the much-needed illumination for me to stay focused.

But you?

You’re still wandering in the darkness, hoping for some sign to bring you back around.

Something that will guide you back to relevance.

Something to keep you from falling out of favor with whatever fate you think will give you a second, third, fourth wind for your career.

Here’s your sign, Hollywood.

BROKEN.