Don't be upset that you didn't win, on the contrary, be happy. Defeat is freedom. Winners become slaves of the game. Beginners are lucky, the first doses of drugs are free. It is very dangerous to win someone else's game. Winning is not about winning someone else's game and becoming the best rat in the rat race. The victory is to create your own game.
The squirrel in the wheel, in order not to go crazy, should always remember that this is just a game. Why was she running? So she looked on and rejoiced. If the audience likes the sight, they will pay and the squirrel will not die of hunger.
Life is a game. Hence, one will get many opportunities to replay the same situations, repeating them until one finally deserves to be moved up to the next level. The secret of success in a game is, in the first place, skills and training.
People play games, people love games, but real actors live their roles, not play them. The game is always a lie, so the viewer does not believe those who play, but believes those who are sincere in their joys and sufferings.
There are three types of players in this game. The first is unconscious bots. The second is a conscious elected, originating from bots. And there is one main player – God. Say, the game itself is God, some say there are many gods.
Syntalism is not a religion, not a sect, or even a philosophy. Syntalism is a mind game. A true syntalist believes in his illusions because he loves them and finds them useful. Syntalism is what illusions turn into reality, and falsehood into truth. Truth is that which is believed and loved. Truth is that which is useful and beautiful. Syntalism creates truth by creating beauty and good.
The best is the enemy of the good, because the good is already there and we see it, and the best is the killer who will kill and take his place. But what is the best? "It's a bluff. It's a dark horse. What is really there, until the cards are opened, no one knows.
The growth strategy is actually primitive... Looking for the biggest difficulties, and gladly climb into them with his head, and then with a probability of 38% tear bonus. It seems that the probability is small, but, in fact, when you play a dozen games, it will give a serious profitability.
Hope is realized according to the rule of the Golden section: 38% win against 62% defeat, the average gain of 300% of the bet. However, the smaller the winning percentage, the greater the win itself. For example, love, losing even 99% of games, winning once, gets Bingo.
It's not really necessary to love your enemies, forgive them and play with them. But studying them and finding out their best or strong traits to try to borrow them would be a nice solution. It's a good idea to train with good enemies and become better and more perfect while struggling with them.
A man's problem is not in alcohol, gambling, women or other human passions. But the problem is in excess and lack of sense of the moderate. Good things come in small packs. And if there are too many good things, the good turns into bad.
Eat an apple to feel fine but eat a hundred of them ...and you'll die in pain.
A sin of greed. You lost 100 coins but want to retrieve your losses. So you think: «if only I could win back 60 coins and finish the game». But you soon you lose 200 coins, and then 300... And then you think again: «if only I could win back 100 coins...». And finally you lose everything you have.
A sin of greed is about the inability to stop and fix loses.
A sin of cowardice. You win 100 coins and happily leave the game. And if you hadn't left, you could have won even 1000 coins. It's possible to win a lot on a lucky day so there's no need to stop before its due time. Keep swaps 15% lower than position and don't be nervous.
A sin of cowardice is about the inability to ride the wave.
A sin of hope is about dreaming a lot and thinking about wrong things. It's the process of the game that should bring joy and not illusions or dreams that will probably never come true. Relax and enjoy the process.
An actor for oneself, playing to oneself. …Oh, … your inner audience member applauds you and loves you. You're his idol and he doesn't need anyone else. You made for yourself a personal idol, so now you have your own God. You denied the old Gods of the Big world... And now they curse you. …But does it really matter? Your new idol will certainly protect you.
And now let's imagine our whole life as a computer game. As some economic-military strategy. Since the beginning of time and up to some distant future there's a task to build a civilization. Inventions, new towns, economical development, wars, building maintenance. And God is our gamer. The game is perfect and powerful with all its 4D technologies, characters (artificial intelligence system). Everything's adultly made! Even multiplayer game mode is available. Thus, it's possible to play online. So that our God can be joined by a dozen of friends to get all jollies. It's all on a cosmic scale.
But still, our existence can be stopped any second. The computer may break or run out of memory or electricity may be cut off. Or our God (in case it's a young boy) may get bored and go to sleep. So, being the artificial intelligence system of 8.0 version computer game characters what are we supposed to do? We're nothing but information. We're the perfect algorithms of a perfect computer system. The first thing that comes to mind is to make our scientists invent something that would let us into the world where our God lives. At first sight, it's generally impossible as we're intangible while the God's world is full of tangible objects. But!!! It's just a supposition. So what if that world is intangible as well? What if that world and our little fun-loving God is also a character of someone's game with the artificial intelligence system of 16.0 version?
By the way, what do we need this boy's world for? I suggest that we should recode our code into viruses and try to control our computer and all the games on it. That's for sure- thousands of parallel worlds. And what if we manage to get into the net and get an access to millions of parallel worlds. Generally, if we manage to become viruses and control the computer system of the outer world where our young God lives, we'll be quite able to control the whole outer world,… all parallel worlds and maybe will even manage to get one level higher...
According to the belief that the whole world is a game, our God has to play by the rules as well. But it's another matter that the rules may include bonuses and superpower, miracles and new lives. Anyway, if this is a game, we'd better learn the rules.
A person gets used to everything. I was full of fears back in the days, then they got tired of me and left me. Pleasant cool indifference rejoices soul like a wind. Full of cold curiosity, I look at these fears running around and think which of them will get and destroy me first.
There is a kind of sports passion in it. I neatly turn from their persistent attempts to bite or even devour me. Strictly checked movements resemble a dance. It’s a game, but who will win it? This purely rhetorical meaningless question makes me feel nothing but curiosity.
Mathematics is very true to life. Any number multiplied by 0 is 0. A negative number multiplied by a positive one, gives a negative result. Where there is two, there is three and where there is three, there is ten. Numbers get multiplied and bring a result several times larger. It's all the way people live. There's an interesting conclusion to be made: life is mathematics where people play the roles of numbers.
In essence, our whole world is a toy for a bored God. And we are the characters of some social network service who put pictures, videos etc. We post things all our life, share our thoughts and actions. While God and his friends watches it with his friends for fun. And if someone manages to impress or please God, this person will get a like. Each like resembles good luck, or karma. The task of every person is to live life the way to make God feel something while watching it and put likes to karma. If God forgets some person and stops giving likes, this person will gradually fade away. God plays games with us, watches our life and controls civilizations. He reads aphorisms and watches porn. Our God, or to be more precise, our Gazers...as maybe there are many of them ...need us as a sight for the gods. So let's be great actors and actresses and maybe we'll become lucky to get some nice roles.
About a person can tell a lot of games in which he plays. For example, I played "Heroes" and "Civilization" at the level of God. I remember being a good God. My civilization was beautiful. There were rumors that for this, the real God appointed me his angel in the real world.
It is dangerous when the head is filled with fears and negative thoughts. Reality begins to boil, and you begin to boil like a devil's cauldron. It is vital to occupy your thoughts with love, work or study. In extreme cases, you will save the game.