07-08-2021, 03:22 AM
Since I have nothing better to do at this moment I thought I'll make this long post about my major fears. I have no idea how long it will be as I will try to make it as a stream of consciousness.
I like to compare life to a game of cards. You can think of poker if you have to but I think more abstractly. The rules of the game are simple. The God/Fate/Universe/Whatever is the dealer. They give you cards and your role is to play the game. You start with some cards already - your looks, who your parents, where you were born etc. Some people are dealt great cards, some terrible. And then, throughout the life, the dealer gives you more and more cards. Some of them are beyond your direct control, some of them you earn and yet some you influence to increase the chance of getting them without any guarantees.
The game is all about playing your cards right. If you've been dealt a talent of sort you should use that card and not waste it. If you have a dream you should try to collect a set of cards that will allow you to play that dream to completion. And you have to play these cards as there is no win scenario and you lose the moment you die. So you better not strife towards some ultimate goal and instead make the game itself as enjoyable as possible.
I've been dealt a good cards in my life. And I've earned a lot of great ones as well. At this moment I have a very strong hand and it should only get better from now on to be honest. But that's my problem - I view life as this game. I plan, I scheme, I wonder. I have emergency plans on top of emergency plans in case something goes wrong. I don't have 1 hand of cards - I have several, I just choose to play the best one I've got and if game rules change I can always change my hand.
And that's beautiful but I hardly view it as such. I'm extremely used to my hand. I hold onto it with my dear life. The thought of going the emergency route is scary as hell. Not because it's bad. Because of my pride. Because I'd feel like I've failed in the game, like I've lost it. I want my playthrough to be perfect, 100% platinum trophy run that everybody would be jealous of. And obviously that's impossible not to mention the game is not about that. But the thought lingers and it doesn't let go. So I'm left here, analyzing my hand, waiting for the next cards and planning next moves.
What makes it even more frustrating is that sometimes you can have a great hand and still lose. The rules of the game are a mystery, you learn them with time and sometimes you even discover rules barely anyone else knows, but it's still a mystery. This is why that recent rejection hurts so much. I've been dealt a amazing card, I played it and everything seemed well. Up until all of the sudden it appears I lost the round. Not because I played weak cards, not due to my fault. I simply lost, due to no reason.
And who knows, maybe she will contact me again. I lost the round, not the game. You cannot lose the game, it goes on. Cards I've played are still in game, somewhere out there doing their part. With each passing day it seems like indeed not only the round but entire match is lost. And that's infuriating. Sad. Tiresome. Unfair. But this is the game. That's LIFE. There is no fair, there is no justice, at least not at the first glance. And the best you can do is just live it.
If there is one thing I hope OF will do for me is that it will help me go away from this view of life. To embrace chaos of life and the world. Life is not card game! It's chaos, anarchy, primordial whatever! I almost sound like Peterson and that's not the point. The point is I need to let go. I need to let go of scheming, planning ahead and analyzing. I need to just live, day by day, and enjoy what may come. No more near-obsessive-compulsive BS. Just. Let. Go. Trust the Universe, don't try to outplay it.
Will OF do this for me? I hope it will.
I like to compare life to a game of cards. You can think of poker if you have to but I think more abstractly. The rules of the game are simple. The God/Fate/Universe/Whatever is the dealer. They give you cards and your role is to play the game. You start with some cards already - your looks, who your parents, where you were born etc. Some people are dealt great cards, some terrible. And then, throughout the life, the dealer gives you more and more cards. Some of them are beyond your direct control, some of them you earn and yet some you influence to increase the chance of getting them without any guarantees.
The game is all about playing your cards right. If you've been dealt a talent of sort you should use that card and not waste it. If you have a dream you should try to collect a set of cards that will allow you to play that dream to completion. And you have to play these cards as there is no win scenario and you lose the moment you die. So you better not strife towards some ultimate goal and instead make the game itself as enjoyable as possible.
I've been dealt a good cards in my life. And I've earned a lot of great ones as well. At this moment I have a very strong hand and it should only get better from now on to be honest. But that's my problem - I view life as this game. I plan, I scheme, I wonder. I have emergency plans on top of emergency plans in case something goes wrong. I don't have 1 hand of cards - I have several, I just choose to play the best one I've got and if game rules change I can always change my hand.
And that's beautiful but I hardly view it as such. I'm extremely used to my hand. I hold onto it with my dear life. The thought of going the emergency route is scary as hell. Not because it's bad. Because of my pride. Because I'd feel like I've failed in the game, like I've lost it. I want my playthrough to be perfect, 100% platinum trophy run that everybody would be jealous of. And obviously that's impossible not to mention the game is not about that. But the thought lingers and it doesn't let go. So I'm left here, analyzing my hand, waiting for the next cards and planning next moves.
What makes it even more frustrating is that sometimes you can have a great hand and still lose. The rules of the game are a mystery, you learn them with time and sometimes you even discover rules barely anyone else knows, but it's still a mystery. This is why that recent rejection hurts so much. I've been dealt a amazing card, I played it and everything seemed well. Up until all of the sudden it appears I lost the round. Not because I played weak cards, not due to my fault. I simply lost, due to no reason.
And who knows, maybe she will contact me again. I lost the round, not the game. You cannot lose the game, it goes on. Cards I've played are still in game, somewhere out there doing their part. With each passing day it seems like indeed not only the round but entire match is lost. And that's infuriating. Sad. Tiresome. Unfair. But this is the game. That's LIFE. There is no fair, there is no justice, at least not at the first glance. And the best you can do is just live it.
If there is one thing I hope OF will do for me is that it will help me go away from this view of life. To embrace chaos of life and the world. Life is not card game! It's chaos, anarchy, primordial whatever! I almost sound like Peterson and that's not the point. The point is I need to let go. I need to let go of scheming, planning ahead and analyzing. I need to just live, day by day, and enjoy what may come. No more near-obsessive-compulsive BS. Just. Let. Go. Trust the Universe, don't try to outplay it.
Will OF do this for me? I hope it will.
For not by numbers of men, nor by measure of body, but by valor of soul is war to be decided.
~Belisarius, the last Roman
Certitude is for the puzzle-box logicians and girls of white glamour [...]. I am a letter written in uncertainty.
~36 Lessons of Vivec, Sermon 4
~Belisarius, the last Roman
Certitude is for the puzzle-box logicians and girls of white glamour [...]. I am a letter written in uncertainty.
~36 Lessons of Vivec, Sermon 4