What is a game? A series of events with happenings and, often, a goal.
What is the grandest game? Physical life with the goal of survival and expansion.
People often forget (or simply don’t know) what it feels like to play a game whether it be physical or on their computer screen. The rush, the tension, or perhaps the calmness of it, perhaps the strategy of it, aren’t these games similar to those in “real life?” In fact, don’t they make up “real life?”
Is “real life,” perhaps, simply a series of games? And is the point to win all of these games, expand, and survive? If so, why don’t we see it like this? Perhaps it’s because we’re so invested in the game and because our anxiety is so high. Maybe it’s because we were never taught this in school and so we never think of it that way. Or, the concept is too foreign and cannot be processed and understood properly.
But nevertheless, the game of “I’m superior to you” seems to be ongoing, as subtle as it might be. It probably doubles as a game in and of itself and a game that, when won, ensures survival. Either way, I don’t see why we don’t simply meditate and give ourselves the feeling of superiority. This way we don’t go around destroying the earth and other people’s well-being, plus it is fairly easy to do with time and consistency.
But the feeling of playing a good game isn’t mistaken. This feeling can be felt whenever and for as long as we wish, for we control our own emotions and our own experience. Even when we say we don’t want to play the game we do not die, and the game continues, until we reach the end.