Uploaded July 2019 | Updated September 2026, 3 weeks ago
What an honor to run into someone playing as the Old Man himself! Not only was this opponent a great sport - it was a really fun fight. I never knew the old man looked so intimidating, and after having to face him, I realized that this mirror match was a crucial part of the Old Man's Story. I hope you enjoy it.
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In the comments: They say that the eyes are the windows of the soul. If you were to peer into the wilderness of your own soul what would you find and how would you share that wildness with others? Is your soul an empty canvas waiting to be painted with the fullness of your own life? Is your soul an unwritten map for a long road ahead of you, a journey into an unrestrained landscape, a place full of undiscovered treasures waiting to be opened? Is your soul eternal? What does your soul have to say that you are unaware of? What does your soul already know that that you might have forgotten? What is waiting in the wilderness of your own soul and how do you want to share it with others? Use images and metaphors and similes and analogies or even rhyme scheme and descriptive language to show what you want us to see.
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There are original stories and poems found in videos and descriptions on this channel - but you will also find talented, aspiring (and inspiring) writers in the comments sections here.
Write something for the prompt and I may pin your poem or story or include it in a video for everyone to see - no matter how old the video is, you can always leave writing and it could make it into the current video. Write only what you are comfortable with sharing, as at least a few thousand people may read your work!
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Songs:
Shuggie Otis: Strawberry Letter 23
Gregg Kowalski: Maliblue Dream Sequence
What an honor to run into someone playing as the Old Man himself! Not only was this opponent a great sport - it was a really fun fight. I never knew the old man looked so intimidating, and after having to face him, I realized that this mirror match was a crucial part of the Old Man's Story. I hope you enjoy it.
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In the comments: They say that the eyes are the windows of the soul. If you were to peer into the wilderness of your own soul what would you find and how would you share that wildness with others? Is your soul an empty canvas waiting to be painted with the fullness of your own life? Is your soul an unwritten map for a long road ahead of you, a journey into an unrestrained landscape, a place full of undiscovered treasures waiting to be opened? Is your soul eternal? What does your soul have to say that you are unaware of? What does your soul already know that that you might have forgotten? What is waiting in the wilderness of your own soul and how do you want to share it with others? Use images and metaphors and similes and analogies or even rhyme scheme and descriptive language to show what you want us to see.
______________________________________________________________
If you're new here, this channel is largely inspired by the people who write in the comments.
There are original stories and poems found in videos and descriptions on this channel - but you will also find talented, aspiring (and inspiring) writers in the comments sections here.
Write something for the prompt and I may pin your poem or story or include it in a video for everyone to see - no matter how old the video is, you can always leave writing and it could make it into the current video. Write only what you are comfortable with sharing, as at least a few thousand people may read your work!
Hit the notification bell if you’d like to know when the next one arrives. As always, be kind, not only here and in your gaming, but especially out there, in all our shared lives.
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Songs:
Shuggie Otis: Strawberry Letter 23
Gregg Kowalski: Maliblue Dream Sequence
![Switching Targets & Floating in Hard Times [For Honor]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Hv5-RZDGRc0/mqdefault.jpg "Switching Targets & Floating in Hard Times [For Honor]
How to Take a Shower
Step 1) Climb out of bed. (There are various degrees of difficulty in getting out of the bed. There may be a mountain between you and the blankets, a mountain between youre dreams and reality, or a mountain between you and a desire to begin the day.) Climbing is important because it builds stamina and endurance, and tolerance to altitude, and it can lead you to leave your bed at crucial times.
Step 2) Should you see some stars from loss of oxygen, take a deep breath and keep going towards the bathroom.
Step 3) Once in the bathroom, dont overthink it. Turn on the hot and cold water, and adjust the temperature until there is a sense of peace in the downpour. Allow this peace to run on the back of your neck while you quietly tell yourself that you will get through the day.
Step 4) Your mind may be traveling many miles a second – in giving yourself some confidence (while you also clean yourself thoroughly with good soap) you’re able to ready the engine that is your mind, which hums inside the running hood of your body.
Step 5) Remember your body is made up of a lot of water, and now you’ve had water on you. You have the source, and you’ve been in the source as well. Branch out with that knowledge. After all, trees store sunlight within them, exactly why wood makes fire.
If youre new here, this channel is largely inspired by the people who write in the comments. There are original stories and poems found in videos and descriptions on this channel - but you will also find talented, aspiring (and inspiring) writers in the comments sections here.
Write something for the prompt and I may pin your poem or story for a time for everyone to see. Write only what you are comfortable with sharing, as at least a few thousand people may read your work!
Hit the notification bell if you’d like to know when the next one arrives. As always, be kind, not only here and in your gaming, but especially out there, in all our shared lives.")
![Wild Warlord pt 3 [For Honor]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/JesnbJQRMoQ/mqdefault.jpg "Wild Warlord pt 3 [For Honor]
Warlord can still beat just about everyone who was released after him. FYI, I didnt win all these matches. In many rounds people were parrying my lights - so I let the heavies go. (Once you get into an opponents head, Warlords basic kit can be serious.) Leave a poem, story or comment below. Hope you are all doing well!
If youre new here, this channel is largely inspired by the people who write in the comments.
There are original stories and poems found in videos and descriptions on this channel - but you will also find talented, aspiring (and inspiring) writers in the comments sections here.
Write something for the prompt and I may pin your poem or story for a time for everyone to see. Write only what you are comfortable with sharing, as at least a few thousand people may read your work!
Hit the notification bell if you’d like to know when the next one arrives. As always, be kind, not only here and in your gaming, but especially out there, in all our shared lives.")
![Rep 70 Old Man Highlander — Birds Made of Gold [For Honor]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Lv79e158ST4/mqdefault.jpg "Rep 70 Old Man Highlander — Birds Made of Gold [For Honor]
SUNSET INSIGHT – Left and right the old man saw people fighting. Over gold, over land, over statues, over status, over fields of wheat and the fish in streams, over groups protecting an idea, over memories and the dead bodies of ancestors, over blind hate or eyes clear full of fear, and over all of this, the old man saw the still, quiet star-glassed dome casting itself farther and farther.
He had made his way to the road where he would soon find the caravan carrying his wife, he thought. In his mind he could begin to see events unfold. Throughout his life there were times when he’d been able to imagine something that was close to happening, and then it would actually play out just like that, almost exactly how he’d seen it before in his mind. When he was younger, especially at the river, it was as if you had to imagine the fish were there, under the surface of the water, in order to catch them. Yes, that was part of it. Sensing them swiftly through underwater pebbles. Seeing it happen like that. But he also knew you had to keep your sanity. You did not, for instance, think that you always made everything happen. That was delusional. That drove people to madness.
After all, there was so much suffering everywhere, so who had imagined it beforehand? Then he remembered the way his wife could make him laugh without talking. Then he remembered a poem she sang him, about a bird made of gold that turned into a real bird and flew away, only to return again to make a nest for its babies. And now the sunset in front of him was the same color as his wifes hair when they were young.
One could imagine all the horror in the world, but the beauty in the world was overwhelming as well. Can we imagine that good things will happen? Maybe, the old man thought, our imagination has more power in the way of beauty. And with that, he set up camp for the night. He knew the next weeks would be hard, and cold, but for a moment his mind was at peace.
I make no claims to be good at this game. I know Highlander and Warlord pretty well, and so my videos try to show small things that can be done with them that maybe the viewer hasnt tried.
These days, in an average week, I only have a handful of hours to play games, if that. Again, I want to encourage all of you to really embrace the competitive scene, to learn how to play brawls as team fights, to try dominion and other team modes by learning the ins and outs of strategy, and for everyone to bridge the gap between competitive and casuals.
Also, take a break from gaming altogether and think about how you can expand your life. Open up your world with a good book if you get a chance. It can change your life.
Like Ive said before, as this channel grows, it will surely change.
If youre new here, this channel is largely inspired by the people who write in the comments.
There are original stories and poems found in videos and descriptions on this channel - but you will also find talented, aspiring (and inspiring) writers in the comments sections here.
Write something for the prompt and I may pin your poem or story for a time for everyone to see. Write only what you are comfortable with sharing, as at least a few thousand people may read your work!
Hit the notification bell if you’d like to know when the next one arrives. As always, be kind, not only here and in your gaming, but especially out there, in all our shared lives.")
![Oma Goshs Wife Plays For Honor for the 1st Time (Read Description) [For Honor]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/MYstkENvfnE/mqdefault.jpg "Oma Goshs Wife Plays For Honor for the 1st Time (Read Description) [For Honor]
Bravery and Love are Nothing without Each Other
Thank you all so very much. I really have no idea how this happened, but Im grateful because this channel is beyond anything I couldve imagined when it started. That is BECAUSE OF YOU. A lot of content creators say this, but in our case (yours and mine) it really is true: your comments are actually part of the creative content on this channel now.
Therefore this video is for: those of you who love with deliberation, those of you who are in love, those of you who have been hurt by love and are healing, those of you who miss their loved ones, those of you who have lost loved ones, those of you who feel lost and need love, those of you who learn to love themselves by being loved by others, those of you who are teaching yourselves to love yourselves – also those of you who feel unloved and yet still try to become the love you seek; most of all, though, this video is for my wife, my true love.
Writing Prompt: The part of me that is hidden, that I wish I could share with the world, to make it a better place, is.... (This can be as long or short as you like, poem or prose.)
Just to clarify: Shaman is not the old mans wife. Mrs. Highlander is not in the video game, sadly. This is video is actually Mrs. Gosh playing For Honor for the first time.
This channel has gameplay but seeks to write short stories and poetry (in the descriptions) and in the comments as well.
By all means share with people who may not play video-games, and hit the notification bell if you’d like to know when the next round arrives.
As always: No being mean towards anyone in these videos or in the comments on this channel. Keep it clean, and be kind, not only here and in your gaming, but especially out there, in all our shared lives.
Song: Monster Love by Soko and Ariel Pink")
