The 180 Come Full Circle...

It's amazing to me how things can flip/flop, and all around change within an instant. Those life altering moments we don't recognize until, it all changes. All, as in the circumstance. All, as in the situation. All, as in your how you proceed to carry-on what you call your life. Within a week I've had things change within my life that I assumed were lasting and images of substance. A person could be lost in the woods only to be found in the trees. A bug could be a live on the hunt for food and seconds later dead on the bottom of a shoe.
There's always that certain moment that happens to any given individual that would cause them to pause and reflect. I've had a few reasons to think everything can change for the better/worse. This past year has been a crystal clear reflection of this inescapable fact that everything can change within an instant.
Ever have that amazing schedule lined up that you've been anticipating for weeks? That one party or that one weekend where its all about what you want to do and you have carte blanche over any and everything that transpires. What if that sense of control or that sense of power was all a fictitious illusion that you assumed to have, only to have not. A party that had any and every indication to be magnificent completely buried itself in its own hype just because of an unforseen factor, the human factor. Whether that factor was you or just another friend and/or acquaintance is irrelevant, what is relevant is the instant change in perception in the said human factor or the atmosphere itself. The inevitability of change comes full-circle whether we stand in its path or not. We are the change....
It painfully obvious to me that one can fall in-infatuation, in-like, or in love in a matter of months and have that all disappear with a single action. Imagine, all the work and patience that you deliver to someone's heart for it all to be cast aside by their ignorance, lack of consideration, or maybe a mistake on your behalf. And then you find yourself in in-pain, in-frustration, and in-loathing. Again, an instance of change, all within a matter of minutes/hours. Along with that sense of affection that changes, so does the individual who was once the object of said affection. Its all relative. Then you find yourself with that refreshing drink of water who's words and presence swoon your once thrashing seas into a steady flowing river of fulfillment. It may lead you to forget an instant or maybe just put it off to deal with at another time. The better for it? That remains to be seen. But trying to make an instant last a lifetime is an impossibility. Better to live in the moment than live for tomorrow.
It isn't logical to see what can't be seen with the naked eye, but to be aware of it all, that's wisdom that would beget certain logic. Understanding that everything changes in an instant is something that I am still struggling with to accept. But my optimism and positives that continue to come out of the gloom, are more than enough of a reassurance that I am on the right track.
~thanx for the inspiration~

I Think Its High Time We Put the Games To Rest, Don't You?

See, the reason why I don't play all these games is simple...IVE PLAYED ALL OF THEM ALREADY!!! Its really kind of disheartening to know that some of us are still heavy on the sticks. My age group is centered around their mid to early 20's, so the sense of discovery along with the cat and mouse pursuits maybe entertaining at times, but when do we say the games are redundant? When does it end? When do we battle for that last token, the 8th and final time we've defeated the motherboard and put that ass to rest? To those with firm possession of their self-proclaimed sanity its reasonable to say that the game is no longer amusing when it ceases to be a challenge. We seem to have a, "Been there, done that" attitude that sets us apart from everyone else entering the the 'Candy Land~Heart Edition'. Personally ive played all these games, I even managed to write some untraceable sequences of my own. So I can understand the appeal and temptation of a young, hungry, and party-crazed 20-something who sees opportunity of achievement as more of a plethora rather than having the narrowed and defined scope that separates generations and maturity levels. Its always a disappointment when you think you have all the cards and someone is still playing 'Go Fish' or an exciting game of 'BullShit' with your personal, collectible deck. Its a little amazing the lengths people will go in that 'BullShit' game, it can almost seem like you're playing right along with them. DON'T BE FOOLED!! DON'T BE A FOOL!!! Words to live by, biblical even, "Don't argue with a fool". Even better "Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me, fool me three times, im an idiot and I deserved it but that ass is mine!" Ok so we all know which part I inserted for my own personal former-fool rebellious rage but hey it happens to the best of us. And I know we like to play tic-tac-toe or the palms up/palms down game that test your reflexes and NO ONE wants to get slapped during that exchange. In the end, what do the games prove? What do they solve? What is the purpose? Is the competition self-gratifying for the game itself, the players, or the player who proposed the game? And are we playing the games so we don't have to? PERSONALLY, im done playing. I want to sit back and observe. I want to supply the pieces, cords, electronics, puzzles, controllers, characters, and story lines. I want to have a co-producer. I don't want to play, that's DEAD to me. I want to find someone who done with the play on words. Someone who doesn't have to have their cake and eat it too. When the games are gone, and the TV's off, and the electricity has vanished, who will join me outside for a nice and original yet long forgotten game.... of tag?