insert coin
press start
begin the game
learn the basics
meet other players and the occasional NPC
learn to craft and/or cook
learn more advanced mechanics
take on quests
buy equipment and tools
follow side stories
gain followers
learn backstories
gain experience and level up regularly
progress the main story line continuously
share your adventures with others
reach the end of the main story
game over
no more retries
Category: poetry
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game of life
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making sense(s)
looking inside
unwinding the brain
picking aparteyes watching
ears hearing
nose smelling
tongue tasting
fingers touchingwhere do they begin?
where do they end?
the ethical considerations
the moral obligations -
books
it takes time and dedication
to write a bookit takes interest and enjoyment
to read a bookit takes well created content
to love a bookit takes openness and reflection
to understand a bookit takes understanding
to use the content of a bookit takes a lifetime
to appreciate booksit takes a library
to hold booksit takes a dragon
to guard books -
mating ritual
clapping hands
stomping hoofsprancing paws
flapping wingsslithering scales
fluttering feathersso goes the dance
of the mates -
office haiku
unfamiliar
twittering of birds
in the office— office on a busy street
the calm
the breeze, the wind, the storm
silence— office fan
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locomotion
being around
rolling around
crawling around
walking around
jumping around
driving around
flying around
going somewhere?
arriving anywhere?
part of the goal is
enjoying the journey -
rinse and repeat and repeat and repeat
at least once a day
taking a showerat least twice a day
brushing teethseveral times a day
eating healthy mealsseveral times a day
drinking waterregular
exercisesome days
it is a hassle to have a body
to take care of -
reading
reading in books
looking for answers
finding words
reading in words
looking for questions
finding interpretation
reading in interpretation
looking for meaning
finding minds
reading in minds
looking for truths
finding people -
snail mail
a snail reading mail on top of a nail
it tells a tale of a quail flying in hail
while flying on a gale it follows a trail into a vale
through the thick veil it spots a bale of hey in jail
trying to assail the tail of a whale
landing on a scale it disturbs a pale male weighing kale
which is stale and frail and thus on sale
letting out a wail it starts to flail and knocks over a grail full of ale
attempting to bail it flies into a sail ending in a failmaking the snail exhale at that last detail and setting out to Yale
following a rail it will prevail to regale old Gayle who can only read Braillein cooperation with a rhyming snail