El juego en la adultez.
Estaba reflexionando sobre un tema que me atrae en lo personal. El de porque él ser humano pierde la capacidad de juego.
Y también me pregunto si la persona adulta al no jugar no pierde algo de sentido la vida.
Aclaro que esto va a título personal y espero que lo compartan.
Cuando uno juega siente que el vínculo del personaje de un juego se integra a la vida de una persona. Y le da un punto de vista diferente.
No voy a ocultar que siendo una persona mayor me siguen gustando los vídeo juegos tanto como cuando era chico. He visto avanzar la tecnología en Argentina de la década del 70, cuando la vida de los argentinos no tenía ni internet, y la TV se veía todavía ...
A fitting finale?
Probably so. Even though they faced elimination as one of the various possibilities, they still came though. That's the least that was expected of them. A sigh of relief for a million fans out there.
Couldn't imagine a World Cup without Argentina or Messi can we? And the God of football has done it again, pretty much by himself. From 6th to 3rd, as results pretty much went their way. But Chile got swapped to 6th and out, which is kinda sad as well.
Oh well, can't help it now. Peru managed to get that last place.
I seriously hope Argentina 🇦🇷 win the world cup next year, it's been a tragedy for them in their last 3 major finals.
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Tomorrow marks my boyfriend and I's 7 months and we're going to a baseball game. I'm so excited. We've had a few rough months but I feel like we're getting back on track. I love him so much 💝💞 and honestly I wouldn't want to love anyone else or fight with anyone else. Happy almost 7 months babe 😊
I´m sitting on the roof of the galaxy.
My view is getting distant as you walk away.
I opened my heart and all I heard you say was
¨Someday I´ll play a game and with chance the winner will have my name.¨
You were the winner since the first day.
My lovely, my theif, with my heart you ran away.
But I´ll look for you and reclaim whatever you stole away.
And in my game, you´ll always be a cheater from West Main.
At times, when life unforeseenly spews situations requiring considerate amount of tenacity and arduousness, out from its bag of mere uncertainty;
Losers cry *"Why me?"* .... whereas,
Winners roar *"Try me!"*
This shapes an individual. This fosters the *one*. Picking up sides determines fate.
Either you choose to vanquish what lies ahead with sheer valiance or be left out in the race.
You have to pick. *One side.* There's no escape.
Victories and upsets.
The 2017 college football season is underway.
Army, Navy, Air Force, and The Citadel all win their openers.
Love college football!
My mother asked me why I'm so down
Why is my face showing a frown?
Why am I so sad?
Why do I feel so bad?
I told her: mother, dear
I want you, this, to hear
I am trapped in a circle of dark clouds
Inside my head, I'm shouting out loud
But you only hear, or see, my sad face
And all I want is for these dark clouds to go away, so I can finally give myself a warm embrace
My mother asked me why I'm letting in the darkness and not fighting it away?
I told my mother: I'm fighting it, but it wants to stay
And, not only that, I say
I'm also trapped in anxiety's hold every day
It takes me days to get out of both because I'm not the only one fighting them; they're fighting each other too
So, what am I...
I left not because I didn't care but because I lost the trust. Knowning that you wont be there with me during hard times made my heart lose its beat. Hope became just a thought. Dreams have become the worst nightmares. Sleep became my enemy and my own thoughts killed me. I was afraid to face myself. I couldn't speak to myself for days. Lost the sense of being happy. Even my soul left me leaving me all alone. Facing death everyday I craved for you presence. But you are not there. Every cell in me wanted you badly but couldn't get you and so they cursed me bleeding out of veins. They left these cuts. Slowly pain faced its end making the brain loose its memory.
Then life, the "master of games...
Dear Dane, hope you enjoyed the summer and are ready for this up and coming football season ! I appreciate your support and continue to try to be the best you can be in everything you do.
You win only if you try, but if you not even try you would definitely loose.
So, don't sit and cry, Stand up and try.
to stick by someone
so dear to us
especially in today's world
is much more difficult
since the whole rat race
just makes us want to
turn our backs
and make everyone an enemy
or a competitor
a threat to our success
however to make
an effort to reverse
this situation will always
be worth it.
Dear Jordan Clarkson , I realized i made a little mistake in my last letter. I said I'd still be a fan if you left LA.I meant I'd still be a fan of you if you left. Anyways it would make my whole life if i got to hear back from you. I hope youre doing well, and i look forward to seeing what you have in store for this upcoming season
Dear Andrew Wiggins ,
Hey Andrew I'm a big fan of you,you've inspired me to get back into basketball I play with the #22 after you in hopes of getting into my former self as top players in S.A (I tore a ligament in my left knee; was out for a year) but hope everything is going great in Minnesota the big 3 finna be huge I don't know if your gonna read this or not but just wanted to say good luck keep killing in the league
There's immense pleasure in losing something. Only losers can understand what I mean. There's a world of difference between losing and stooping to conquer. To understand the difference, you need to have a clean heart.
- the new Melody
Dear Andrew Wiggins ,
I don't know why, but you are one of my favorite NBA players. Good luck next year, Jimmy B better help y'all out lmao! But you guys gonna be champs in a couple years. Trust me, do your thing and get buckets bro!
Dear Jordan Clarkson ,
Please don't leave the Lakers, we already lost DLo, and I think that you and Lonzo can make a great duo