its a game, and it always has been.. in my experiences, at least. i got tired of playing for a bit, because i thought it was safe to do so but it never was, you know? you stop playing, and you die. that’s a one way ticket to hell.
personally, i enjoy games. they keep things interesting, but sometimes, it also means rocky, tumultuous, and complicated which is something i happen to be comfortable with. boredom is unnecessary in life. funny thing is, i never thought a certain part of this game would end though. that was my bad. but for every high, there’s a low. and for every start, there’a a finish, no?
and i always knew the rules, but i never liked to follow them because i thought it would get boring, but its weird. i’m happier following the rules than i ever was trying to fight them. i guess its time to accept them for what they are.
“I wish I could make you see how much fuller the life I offer you is than anything you have a conception of. I wish I could make you see how exciting the life of the spirit is and how rich in experience. It’s illimitable. It’s such a happy life. There’s only one thing like it, when you’re up in a plane by yourself, high, high, and only infinity surrounds you. You’re intoxicated by the boundless space. You feel such a sense of exhilaration that you wouldn’t exchange it for all the power and glory in the world.”—The Razor’s Edge, W. Somerset Maugham (via sssevy)