I have never been a gamer. I don’t even really know what a gamer is. At least I didn’t think I did. As a youth growing up in the late 70’s and early 80’s I will admit I loved video games. I was pretty good at them but certainly not a standout on any one game. Donkey Kong, Pac Man, Tempest, Tron and Defender are games that I remember getting into. I liked them all but never really LOVED any of them. Not to the point of obsession common back then and certainly not to the point of quasi religious adoration prevalent among the psychotic kids growing up today.
The advent of the internet has changed everything in a big way for everybody alive basically. Everything seems to be that much larger than life compared to the good old days which wasn’t that long ago and weren’t that good. People seem to get really stuck on strange fucking things these days. Its totally easy to see why. The long and short of it is what I think of as content. For me that means that there is so much different shit to do in this world that is available to every Tom Dick and Harry that it truly boggles the mind. When I was a 16 year old wanna be punk rocker, bitch magnet, druggie we just didn’t have the plethora of choices on how to spend our time that the lucky little pricks growing up today have.
Its actually fucking insane if you want to be truthful. gEEZ. I can see that I could rant about the bloody past versus the entitled present to the verbal vomit stage … for sure.
I can exercise enough self control (hopefully) to be able to get to the intended before the second edit of this write up is complete. But before I do (here’s a word from our sponsor…lol jk). Really, before I do, I have to at least expound on this shit a little bit more.
I was saying that people get stuck on all kinds of bizarre stuff in this day and age. To the casual observer of pretty much any topic, activity, lifestyle, habit, hobbie, compulsion, obsession, whatever the case may be, at first glance, everything seems pretty much like everything else.
How often have you heard about the next big this or that and basically said “fuck that”, wrote it off dismissively and wondered how stupid the people clattering on about whatever the fuck the topic is are?
Dude seriously. Go back to the sentence above you and read it again. Maybe even read it out loud. Slow it down and try to follow my line of reasoning. Pay particular attention to the fact that I just typed 37 words into a sentence about literally nothing or everything and that….it made perfect fucking sense. If this is you you should immediately just punch yourself in the fucking face. No…don’t do that. But you should be at least a little bit scared for your life and your future. Once I start making sense to you its like you just walked past that point wherever that point is in life where there is that little sign that says that all hope is lost for those who walk past this point.
As an aside, briefly, lol, I believe that the saying I am attempting pathetically to refer to in the above paragraph is “Abandon all hope, ye who enter here”. It was written in the 14th century by Dante Alighieri and the analysis that I just read in reference to these seven words is actually fascinating and very very relevant to my life. I strongly encourage you to click on that link and read for maybe 2 to 3 minutes. I’m not compelling you to do so, however you might be surprised how closely the topic relates to your journey nearly 800 years after it was first written.
Okay bringing everything back home, the challenge of any author worth a fuck… my point so far is that we as people are quick to dismiss most new things that we come across. We do so for a variety of different reasons but I think, that for me, its usually because I am already overwhelmed by the wonderful plethora of fascinating content already available to me, that I haven’t even scratched the surface of to begin with. So, I tell myself that I don’t need something else to get stuck trying to learn about. To be really honest, that train of thought is probably the correct train to come aboard. Limitless imaginations, finite constraints. We can only do so much as mortal human beings. We are limited by mortality, lack of free time and many other things.
Listen pal, you are never going to have enough time to finish anything in your life to your complete satisfaction (with many notable exceptions which we don’t want to get stuck itemizing right now).
Life is a journey. Nobody can argue that shit. Everything is in process of being completed. Nothing ever seems to really get there. Except for lots of unwanted things lol. Like the end of your job because you got fired. How about the end of your life because you got killed? Not really a welcome event for most of us.
Many things seem to be never ending. Relationships you have with the other human beings you meet along the way often never really completely end. Instead they just change over time. Closure seems to be pretty difficult for most people to attain.
True understanding is something that humans don’t get. Yet. Maybe. I am hoping that the many mysteries inherent in every single thought that humans think are going to get explained to us someday, preferably in a cool little spot called the after life. Heaven? Such a lovely and amazing concept.
Maybe. Maybe not. I can’t get that deep today. I do have some hope for it though. Which means I have some hope for our lives meaning more than they seem to mean right now which is not all that much that really fucking matters to anyone, yourself included.
Fervent hope bordering on insane belief.
Don’t dismiss anything. Ever. Don’t scoff. Or hate on stuff.
You don’t have to write a term paper on every single topic that presents itself to you during the course of your life. But don’t just outright dismiss anything either. That’s the conclusion I want you to reach from what I have written today.
I wonder if I came anywhere close.
unfortunately we did NOT get to talk about Final Fantasy XV, A New Empire today. Its coming though. Very soon. But I gotta go right now. But I am coming back in a little while to continue this cuz I gotta tell you some stories.
Oh yeah. And also too. Anthony Mandich. Can you say Anthony Mandich?