Daytona

Yes, i'm referring to the racing game u see in arcade. But no i'm not gonna say anything about gaming here. Its yet another rambling post, or more accurately, a reflective one. Yes, life probably sounds like an exciting racing game. Life might be daytona.

When we slot in tokens to get our grip on the steering wheel, it is akin to us embarking on our journey of life. We get to choose the cars we want,and the racing routes as well. There is a plethora of choices in life. And decisions are made based on a graded scale of rationality, albeit somewhat governed by our emotions and perceptions.

Its so fictitious in arcade game, seemingly surreal for a racing addict. But the journey of life just passes us second by second, day by day, without any warning or alarm to remind us of our ageing existence. Its always good to reflect on our past toilings and deeds. It serves as a reminder that time has passed, and weighing it against the achievements so far, we know whether we live up to our own expectations.

One cannot possibly sit in front of a daytona machine for a whole day with only one token. Time extensions has its limits, all performances come to an end, be it superlative ones, or under par ones. Its gonna be an inevitable process. This is an apt analogy explaining life and death. There is no need for fear of death, for u know it will come, sooner or later.

Sometimes, a digress in life offers one a much needed respite from our main course, which might be overbearing, stressful and unpalatable to one. Entertainment and fun is part and parcel of a fulfilling lifestyle. But certainly, enjoying too much has the reverse effect, being detrimental and degenerative to the soul. Refueling the car once every few rounds when the fuel is low is vital, but constant refueling every round is a distraction which serve nothing more than a delay.

We face competition all around us. Ferocious, merciless, direct, indirect. Evolution has set the rules of the universe. Survival of the fittest is manifested everywhere. We can never be extricated from this complex world we are in. We are here to navigate through and experience the life we create by ourselves.

Ok, let me stop here. Further paragraghs would turn out as nonsense. I have been experiencing mixed feelings these days. I kinda hate my life in camp now. Maybe its the exposure to similar compatriots whom also loathe their working environment. Like attract like. But i'm glad tmr is July.