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The Game of Life

If the present circumstances are teaching me anything it is about how to think.

Left to myself, and a few idle hours, I’d be a mass of hysteria and panic. And have been.

Consider the following scenario.

It’s a new day. You enter the stage.

Wearing your mask and PPE, and carrying your stats on your pet conspiracy theory, you wave your sign to win at this ultimate game of life. Those around you are yelling, pushing, shoving, vying for attention. The stakes are high. Winner takes all.

The show host, slick as a politician, oily as a con man, intimidating as a doctor and smooth as a corrupt CEO asks, “What will you choose?”

Door number One: Ignore and party. Here’s an attractive choice. Temporary but definitely alluring. End game? Crash and burn? Hmmm? Who knows? Who cares? Let’s Party!!!

Door number Two: Abandon all hope. Look at the facts. Be the one who says to everyone, “I told you so.” End game? Meh. But hey, low risk. At least you have something to go on. Despair is lucrative commodity when you have a chance at a stellar reputation as a know-it-all.

Difficult choices. The music plays in predictable rhythmic tones. The sweat trickles down your back.

But wait.

There’s another choice.

Door number Three: Believe in God and act accordingly. Simple? No. It comes with a price. You must trade the other two, not an easy task. Possible? Absolutely.

End game? Transcend any circumstance. The choice is yours nearly every minute. This game is for the long haul.

We have a winner!!!!

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Artistic specialist, wonderer, idea maven, mom of four, and two more. Words and notes are my media of choice.

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