01.23.07
Life’s a Game
I have thought for years that life as we know it is not what it seems. There are so many weird and wonderful things, but so much that doesn’t make sense. I think I know why, I know the truth. Life is a game, and we are the bit part players. We are the tiny little creatures that believe we are acting of our own free will, when in fact we are merely playthings. I’m not sure who or what, but there is someone or something that controls our every thought, our every action. Obviously as there are so many of us on earth life is a very complicated and exhausting game. This would explain all of the tragic events that occur, it only takes a second for the ‘controller’ to stop concentrating and … Wham, an accident, a tradegy happens. Whoever the controller is, they are certainly powerful, and very spoilt, because life must be the best scalextric set ever. Imagine having the world and every living thing to play with. I just hope they never get bored and decide to play with the box instead.
The truth is rarely pure and never simple.
The pure and simple truth is rarely pure and never simple. Oscar Wilde