Game called life

Life is a game.

I don’t know the outcome of this life and I don’t know anyone who does. I’m not sure I’d like to know.  Even if someone knew and would tell it to me, I wouldn’t be able to realize.

Material or non-material, things I do or say go with the wind of time.  Even things I say now I will forget maybe in the time to come. That’s why I write here, to help me with that.

If I get angry or upset, or anything in the range of negative feelings, I consume energy that I might use in a more positive way. Since things I do or say shall pass and I don’t know what remains of that, I like to step on the positive side.  I think the negative or bad things come anyway so I try to find a balance with the positive or good side.

Thinking first about me, I think that the less I let these negative emotions get me, the healthier I am.  But at the same time, I need these to help me appreciate the good things in my life. I am human, therefore I use the same system (until – if- I can find another one) in enjoying life, by comparing good and bad.

Why spend more than necessary thinking about the argument I had with someone? Why think about the politicians who steal and cheat that you would think they rule the world? Why spend time comparing myself with others when I can enjoy myself as I am? And although ignorance is bliss, this doesn’t mean I don’t have to care for the people around me.

Maybe there is an afterlife, maybe there’s only dirt. Maybe (I wish) there’s a lot more than I can imagine or understand. Nobody came back to tell us. But since all things pass, I should have a hedonistic approach on my feelings for the sake of my health and my well-being, while at the same time trying to stay with my eyes open for the others and their feelings.

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