The Game

June 18, 2011




I wish for you... all you are.
I wish your life... is whole and happy.
I trust you.
I know you.
I love you.
I wish you life.

Life is not a game.
It is all we can know... that we have.
It is all we have.
And... we are not children.
We... are not slaves.
We... are all searching...
For our lives...
For all that we are.

You can play with the poolside crowds
And follow all the fashions
And memorize all the lines...
You can live on plateaus...
You can chase the blue seas...
But...
You...
Are always looking for yourself...
Always... looking... for yourself.

The game... is not a competition.
The game... is not beauty or position...
Or even money...
The game... is you...
The game... is you.





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