Haptic Axon
India
 
 
People say that love is a drug. People say they have battled addiction. People say that video games are for kids. People are wrong. [Read More]

While the aforementioned may lay in a spectrum of truth or lies, it is no joke that gaming develops a drive in people. As with life itself, the drive is natural and may be in any direction. Many-a-people have lost their path, treading through the jungle of games, scourging the wastelands of time, and consuming the radiation of toxic players.

It is not uncommon to see even the timid of personalities rage with the wrath of the underworld, or shout beyond the sonic capabilities of mere mortals - but that is a lesson for another day. I am here, after all, to acknowledge and affirm the power and greed of the Gods of Gaming.

People say that these gods are not really gods, just because they age, wither and die. The philosophy of an omnipotent and immortal being is a repeated occurrence amongst various mythologies, but these gods are different. They do not wield the fantasies of defeating death or conquering time. They want to play. And who is to say how gods are like except gods themselves.

I attempted to reap the rewards the gods had bestowed upon humanity - attempted to consume the products willed into reality by the inner power of their mere existence, forged in the realm of the flaming clouds into a shape comprehensible by commonfolk. I..... I tried.

Soon, what was once a challenge became a necessity. What once was alien fused into the core of the molecular acids of human body cells. I was... no... I am under control. I am. I am..

Is it possible for mankind to taste the whole glory while the being is hidden from us? Is it possible to assimilate their products into us just by closing our eyes, having faith, and open the doors for them to come into us? Can we really hope to have a piece of them, thick, viscous and divine, which exists due to their existence, and expect to come out of the ecstasy pure and unscathed? Were we ever pure to deserve this gift in the first place? Or are we just dirty little beings just begging for some of their divinity to drop from the heavens onto our tongues, to be consumed and held close, until we get the next one. And the next one. And the next one. Do we seriously expect them to be machines pumping out said droplets for our enjoyment? Do they deserve this? Do we deserve them?

This is the final thought I shall impart, before I close this page, saving this passage onto the measly servers till the end of time, along with the hope that you can understand and consume the feeling and expression behind this quote:

"i'M a gAmeR n0t bCz i dOn'T hAvE A LyF; bUt bCz i cH00z tO hAvE mAnY."

- Nirmal Baba.
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MotaKingKong 10 May, 2022 @ 1:11am 
i want to sex him
+rep
Pixxa 31 Dec, 2020 @ 12:50pm 
Happy New Year :)
Joke's OvA UR ded 13 Sep, 2020 @ 5:16am 
If you ever feel down, you can listen to his PJs and feel more disappointed ! :D
Slade 4 Sep, 2020 @ 2:51pm 
:fierypepper:
Syrinx 5 Jun, 2020 @ 5:32am 
"and am working towards introduction of locally produced games and entertainment in my country."

+rep he was atmanirbhar before it was cool :dealwith: