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My Funny Little Evolution Game

In my game of life I play sometimes against, and sometimes with, Time as Other player Playing against seems to have bad odds of feeling like a winner, while playing with time feels like we both win, at least some Time, especially if we simultaneously stretch our love for gaming together more than apart. In my Evolution Game, playing with and against Time as Other, my rules emerge natural laws of healthy, and pathology, trends and order and political balance, witnessed by elder spirit voices, iconic memories of past Games with diastatic/static diastolic/purgative evolving rules of vocational recreation with co-passion play. Nutrient rules flowing through my veins and out through rivers of arteries of positive/negative trees deep fertile cuts and folds, articulating primal neural streams with suboptimizing substreams, swelling mainframe-economy with eco-reiterating-nested synaptic revolutions and co-ebbing aptic mutual win-sufficiency contentment, more sustainable midway rest from playing against Other. Now, in Time's anthro-game of evolving life s/he plays sometimes against anger and fear memories, and sometimes with love and peace future investment with winwin outcome intent, co-arising regeneratively healthy Anthro-Egos as Other players, also running coincidental WinWin, WinLose, and LoseLose strategic naturally emergent health functions and dis-easing pathology with transitionally revolutionary co-incarnate bilateral form as postmillennial anthrocentric PlayNice frequencies of EarthTime. In our love of eco-winning games we play sometimes against cooperatively stretching regenesis, and sometimes with Other natural loving life strategic nutrient-nurture optimization players, whenever and wherever we can hunt and haunt them up, make them up as iconic gods and goddesses, as necessary to harvest win-winnowing together. In this funny little evolution game, it is wrong because impossible to harvest winnings we have not regeneratively seeded, as individual ego players and as a potentially Earth-centric tribe of team players.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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