Playing a crooked game

Do you remember when you and all your friends were equal? When it did not matter what kind of family they came from or how smart they were?  Is almost unreal to think of how much we all change. For the majority, there values change and suddenly wealth becomes the measure of happiness, and obsession is the only way to obtain this wealth. For others freedom is the measure of happiness and rebellion is the measure of freedom.

People have begun to see fame and fortune as the only way to be moral person, with looking down on others being a requirement for fame. Deep down they might know just how idiotic they are being by sacrificing any shred of common sense they have left for pleasure or pocket change, but in our game of like life it is never good to put your faith in others notions of morality and integrity.

Well who is to say who is right and who is wrong? In short form the truth is we all suck at life. There is no one correct way to live it, but I believe there are wrong ways to go about your daily business. In a game like life each player is already bound to lose at some point, the only question is when will you lose and how much will you have to let go of. This is where everything gets tricky. In a just game those with the most should be the most afraid whilst those with less have less to worry about, but that scenario is almost never the case. Those with fullest pockets figure out ways to evade the traps and pitfalls and leave their fellow man with fallout of their wicked evasion.

In a system like that who would ever choose to have less? The problem with our society is that it evolved around this scenario, those with more always have less to worry about and cheat the game while honest John and Jane Does have to suffer. Now do not get me wrong if you are someone born into more and someone who worked for their keep then it is not your fault the world lines up in your favor, but keep in mind that we are all still playing a game where those who slip up get swallowed up by land sharks.

In this game there are times when the losing players are giving miraculous chances at a better life, but never for free. This is a game where handouts do not equate to happiness. The only way to stop this game from playing you is to stick to your own plan, not let anyone mess with your pieces, and come to see the difference between winning the game and surviving it. 

Oh People

So people suck and that’s no secret. There are some days when I am just so physically sick of people that it seems like I am not of this planet. And I am not referring to all the drastic horrible things that people do, I am talking about all the little things. How this person snapped at you with out you doing anything, how that person lied to your face, and even how your own family can just act in a heartless manner toward you.

            Now you may be like, “Zeke where is this coming from, is this vaguely directed toward one person”?, and the answer is no. There are just times where I feel the need to talk about people in an elitist manner, deal with it. It annoys how fragile our own emotions are, even the people (like myself) who boast that they are desensitized to most things cannot help but feel…and it is terrible. Most people either grow up thinking that emotions are necessary or unnecessary with no precedent ever being established it is hard to know what the right way to emote is. Feel too much you look weak, feel too little and you are a monster, all the while we people are just fluctuating in our actions.

I think the worst part about people is having friends. When you have friends there are now other people that share your life experiences with you and know some of your deepest fears and such (depending on the friendship), but your friends are also people. They can still piss you off even though you love them and there is no way to change that. So not only are they your closest confidants but it’s also extremely easy for them to become your worst enemies, after all the more someone knows about you the more they can hurt you. Just the other day I said something rude and inconsiderate to one of my friends just because I had a piece of knowledge about them that no one else did. I was having a bad day and there was no excuse, but I still had all the means needed to provide an effective emotional sting, just because we are close friends.

I also find myself not willing to let my friends go. People are not replaceable and you should never believe anyone who tells you they are. Each person is uniquely shaped and as such leaves a one of a kind indent on our lives. Now I am not saying that some people are not similar, but rather that even similar people have their differences that separate them from the herd of people that flow through our daily lives. I hate breaking bonds and losing people because if I trust you enough to become your friend and then something happens to break it that feels like a bad investment. Like all the time we shared did not mean anything, and sure nothing lasts forever but it is still stupid to think that such bonds strengthened by time could be broken over one argument, distance, a rumor, etc.

Moral of the story: there is none. I just don’t like that I have to depend on people to live, but at the same time I love people. I guess that’s one of the reasons we are alive, to learn how to deal with people. Not all of us have to be friends but we do have to all share a planet. In that regard it is probably best if we learn how to either get a long or avoid each other in order to assure that we do not kill each in our short times here.

 I don’t even know what I’m writing.