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The Video Game

Suppose we live in a video game world where Somewhere, in another dimension, a teenager Is manipulating us with a sophisticated control. Consider, it is he who’s in charge of our existence, Allowing us to move about at his will; and perhaps, If he gets bored with us, he may easily zap us into Oblivion by turning off the unit or go take a nap. written October 30, 2021

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Shirley Hawkins

Date: 10/30/2021 7:31:00 PM

Mind blowing.... some day a force or human being will press one button too much,it could be mentally, physically, or spiritually. We live in very troubled times.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 10/30/2021 8:27:00 PM

It certainly seems more inevitable to me. Thanks for your thoughts.

John Lawless

Date: 10/30/2021 3:17:00 PM

...or perhaps this is just some space aliens ant farm and he's about to see if we can swim....A very interesting proposition Milt, I did catch the subtle celestial metaphor

L Milton Hankins
Date: 10/30/2021 6:48:00 PM

You did indeed, John. You did indeed!

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 10/30/2021 3:15:00 PM

I believe you know the cyber secret to the universe Hank.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 10/30/2021 6:49:00 PM

I'm not sure. It was meant to be a metaphor that is rather difficult to express in terms that don't upset the religious. A questioning way of asking if God is playing with us. Who knows??? This is one of the more thought-provoking pieces I written in a long time.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 10/30/2021 12:54:00 PM

A frightening thought Milton, let's hope he doesn't get bored playing. Tom

Tom Cunningham
Date: 10/30/2021 1:03:00 PM

Funny you say that, I had a thought of God with his hand on the button.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 10/30/2021 12:56:00 PM

More interesting to me than frightening, Tom, because if that were (unbelievably) the case, there would be little we could do to gain control. Oh, I suppose we could try to appease him some way or another....who knows? Uh, this is a metaphor, Tom, for the way many people think of God, but I'm sure you realized that.