So, the voices are obnoxious. They constantly badger me about what I’m doing wrong in life, and I don’t know how to handle it. So many voices doing what they do best, annoy me. To no end. They argue with each other. The constant nagging can be annoying at times. I don’t know what to do about any of this. Damn voices always doing whatever they want to do! I end up suffering from it all. Damn voices. If I didn’t have voices going off in my head? I think I would be better off. So many thoughts come and go in my head at times, I can’t tell where they’re coming from. Is it the devil that’s talking to me? Is it God? I doubt God would want to be messing with me like this…but he did create me the way I am? So I’m not sure about any of that. When the voices tell me to do things? Things I don’t want to do? Yeah, that’s when they tend to come in fighting. I don’t have a way of making them stop. I don’t have a way of making them go away. Maybe I need more medication? I wish I had an answer to al...
I often wonder what this life would be like if it were a game. What would the rules be? Would there be any rules of any kind? I’m not sure. It would be nice to be able to understand the rules of the game if there are rules.
Sometimes rules are meant to be broken though. How do we deal with those thought processes? If a rule is meant to be broken, then what’s the use or point of it all? Maybe bending the rules is a better use of ones time? I’m not sure. Games have rules though, don’t they?
If you play baseball, football, basketball, &c. they all have rules to them to some degree. Don’t include church ball, those rules go out the window the moment you step on the court. If I understood those games I think I would probably understand the rules that go along with them.
I mean, you don’t just throw a “flag on the play” unless something is seriously wrong with the play. That’s how the game is played. Or you don’t throw a “red card” out there unless someone has done some gross misconduct. If there were a way to understand what this life is about, I think it would quite similar to a game that we play. That’s all there is to it.
Nothing more, nothing less, it’s all just a game that we’re meant to play and we have the ability to get through this life one way or another. That’s what living means most of the time. If we don’t grasp that basic concept, then we are kinda screwed when it comes down to it.
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