"Putting on the Game Face" |
This blog is a doorway into the mind of Percy Goodfellow. Don't be shocked at the lost boys of Namby-Pamby Land and the women they cavort with. Watch as his caricatures blunder about the space between audacious hope and the wake-up calls of tomorrow. Behold their scrawl on the CRT, like graffitti on a subway wall. Examine it through your own lens...Step up my friends, and separate the pepper from the rat poop. Welcome to my abode...the armpit of yesterday, the blinking of an eye and a plank to the edge of Eternity. Note: This blog is my journal. I've no interest in persuading anyone to adopt my views. What I write is whatever happens to interest me when I start pounding the keys. |
In the evening, I wind down by playing Sudoku. To me the game is a three dimensional model. It uses a base nine grid and has an X axis, a Y axis and a central core. Each axis and the core must contain nine unique symbols in each dimension and that symbol can occur only once. I love the game because it demonstrates, over and over, the fixed nature of a three dimensional universe, where when one symbol changes, then everything else must follow, maintaining a strict equilibrium. Think about it, isn't this the way life is? Isn't everything in life interconnected? For every smile there's a tear For every joy there's a sorrow For every good an evil For every victory a defeat For every light a darkness For every up there's a down For every step forward, one backward For every pleasure a pain For every fragrance a stench You know, one doesn't have to use numbers in a Sudoku puzzle. Any nine symbols will serve. If I were to come up with symbols for the above, they would be like coins, whose faces would flip randomly, for better or worse. Thus I could interpret my day, staring into the matrix, like reading tarot carrots, before yawning, getting comfortable and trying to get a good night's sleep. |