Why is it when you feel low, you wanna go to someplace high?

Oh if only life was like a video game.

Then there is nothing that cannot be resolved with a rocket launcher.

Every game in this world depends on numbers. Yes numbers. You know, 1,2,3,4...99,100,101... all the way to infinity? Every game is just about numbers, like in a game of poker, the probability of you getting a full house is approximately equal to the probability of you likely to leave the game before you get the full house.

And in a complex game like StarCraft, its all determined by numbers, p voracious zerglings which can inflict n amount of damage in m about of time against s number of dragoons which deals t amount of damage multipled by a factor of u due to size, and with a range of v which inflicts an additional a damage over b seconds where b is the time taken for c zerglings to cross the distance of d. So you get the math? Yeah, thats only for one skirmish.

In short any game, in particular any computer game is a game of numbers, of which numbers you choose and which you don't, and all added up in some complicated way determined by the rules which is set by the programmers, and then all displayed in a brilliant flash of graphics. So in short, you are playing a game based on the rules made by someone else. Sounds kinda like life.

Hahahah... insanity has finally won!

I finally figured it out. This existence is nothing more of a sham. We are nothing more than Energizer batteries meant for a race of far more superior AI than we can ever imagined, and together they've linked one matrix together where our conciousness mingles so that our real physical bodies lie dormant, unable to rise up and oppose the machinse that govern our minds.

Now this all sounds familiar in the storyline of Matrix, but I was wondering since when did humans make good batteries? Biologically, humans waste more energy than they produce, so it would seem highly inefficient to use humans as a power source. Secondly, why bother with a simple matrix, when it is easy to keep a human sedated in stasis for nigh forever. So while I ponder on this, don't take druges; abuse them.

Note: The author accepts no responsibility for any accidents, whether accidental or on purpose, especially those resulting in death when attempting to abuse drugs, jump from sky-rise buildings to sky-rise buildings, pulling falling helicopters and attempting to dodge bullets.

When I think about it,
All I want is to be with you,
To hear your voice,
To see your smile,
Somehow all these sounds familiar,
But its how I feel.
Why is it I feel afraid,
When I see you so far?
Why is it I feel so afraid,
To talk to you?

I've rediscovered trance...