Can Bad Outcomes Be Avoided?

Can Bad Outcomes Be Avoided?

What can be done to make life better?

The Problem:

Is there no way to make life better? Seems, things always get worse; however not much is getting better. Despite the fact everything is changing, the real problems haven’t changed much. We want to avoid being nihilist, or being a cynic. Is life what you make it? Seems the cards were stacked against me from birth, and everyone has played one or more cards in my life; maybe always against me.

Thinking

There are some things, that personally I don’t agree with. These ideas of nihilism don’t sit well with me. And being cynical doesn’t work. Really however, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out; life isn’t getting better. Read an interesting article about life not being a grand spiral staircase that ever goes upward. Seems that life has its plateaus. And really if someone just gave you everything you ever wanted, would you be happy with it? That is an important question.

Seems in life the game, the cards were all stacked against me; at birth. Everyone has played their cards so very well, that it has left me; wanting to lay my hand down like some tired old man giving up the holy game of poker. — Was that Leonard Cohen that sang that?

We want good results. How much can a person resist and not have very bad consequences? How can a person stand to live under tyranny and not want to rebel and resist? Fear kills more people than bullets. These people are the living dead, living like zombie cat shit; and they don’t complain about it. Are they even living real people? How can they be content like this?

Sure, we have flat panel displays, and high speed internet. However, do we have quality of life, with meaning and purpose? Do we have friends, and family that loves us? In this world, it feels like everyone is strangers here.

How Serious?

If you were to be playing a game of cards, and had nothing more at stake then having to buy the winner a drink; given that you had the money to buy the drink; you could go into playing the game with all earnest, and really enjoy yourself regardless if you win or loose. Really you would only care about enjoying the game for the thrill of it.

However if you didn’t know what was at stake before you started playing, then found out after loosing that your life was on the line, that wouldn’t be a good game to be playing, now would it? That is up there with playing Russian roulette. There is a quote, right now I don’t remember who said it, but it goes something like this:

Never play Russian roulette with a gun that isn’t fully loaded. If you don’t like the odds, then don’t play.

— unknown

Seems the game of life, wasn’t explained to me coming into this. If they did explain it, I sure as hell didn’t remember the rules when I got here. Seems to me, I’ve been playing this game of life, not knowing what is at stake, and unable to get the results wanted.

If that is the case, they should have informed me before the game started, in such a way, that I knew from the start what I was up against. Might have played very differently had I sat down to play cards with my life on the line.

It feels like I started this life, and sat down to play cards without anyone telling me the cost of winning or loosing? Really if the goal was to enjoy playing the game, and we can shake hands and everyone walk away just as happy as we came to play; that would be something good.

More Thinking

Seems, they only want me to play the cards in such a way that they win. Doesn’t seem to be any way to make arrangements, or change anything. And it seems they don’t want more than a warm sack of poo. Really want life better than that.

The Threats

They have in my dreams both awake and sleeping threatened great harm to me. Really, I want to avoid those things, at all costs. Want life better than that. If you have been reading my work, you know what I’ve been working towards. Those are some good things, right=?

Seems to me, they want a warm sack of poo. They don’t want me to have friends, or a girlfriend, or a job. I’m starting to think, this world doesn’t feel like a home. There is a lot of potential here, so much that could be done here. There is room for beauty, and love, and poetry. And music, and Art. Those are good things.

Core Beliefs

There is the core belief, that has been reinforced that I’m not wanted, or needed. There are no friends here. It has been a long time, since it felt like there was real love here. What good is paradise if no one will talk with you? Without love, and friendship, what good is life?

When people don’t treat you right, after twenty years of that kind of treatment, it has bad effects. That kind of stuff, leaves scars. It makes going forward, almost impossible.

Stakes

Do You Know What Misfit Stands For? Try to figure it out, the acronym of Misfit. If you guess right, I will write an article about you and how you found the answer.