Just trying not to take Control

[BadBeast]

CONTROL

Just how "In Control" do we have be, for fuck's sake? Seeing this weeks new Game seems to be "Dictator Dominoes" just proves that we can find other games to play. Or at least, that we can actually stop playing games that are really shit. And dangerous.
It's not even really about Control. It's maintaining the Illusion of Control that seems to be the imperative at 'play' here. Although I've never really been fond of games that no-one can win. And what a Game it is..

Is the best it can offer us,  just 'Keep playing the fucker' because the only other option, is to lose??   

   So wake the fuck up, you numb Bollocks! You lose as soon as you decide to play it! Losing here and there's OK anyway, because you're not supposed to try and keep it all! .
But by the time you actually decide that you are playing, it's too late anyway! You're already half way throgh the first half!
What kind of fucking Game is it that has to trick people into playing it?
That's right, a SHIT, UGLY NASTY Game, that, given an informed choice, no rational human would ever choose to play, not for longer than it takes to smell a turd anyway.


So Yes, alriight, for fuck's sake! The Emperor looks fine and dandy in his 'New Suit'! I've always said so. Ask anyone. We all nod and pay lip service to that one, every fucking day!
Anything for a quiet life. It doesn't mean it's REAL though, And the ones who really buy into it have obviously forgotten this!
     And you just can't get through to them, that it's only in their own Headspace, that they are supposed to have any Sovereignty. And it's certainly not in mine!  Or, I suspect, yours.

No really, thank you all the same, but Fuck off! Go and play somewhere else.
For one thing, It's a shit game, No-one likes it, and nobody wants to play it anymore. 
And for another thing, , . . Well, just Fuck off!  Innit?




We're only playing at all, because we seem to have forgotten how to 'Not  Play' it!
Are we really going to feed this illusion of 'Control' until that's ALL THERE IS?
What a shitty illusion to hammer into reality. You just know that we can do better than this!  If we truly can't find a better game than this, then what really is the fucking point?

Control is an illusion!  Something to pick up now and again, and have a little go on, when we want to feel a bit more gravitas. That's fine. That's proper usage. But to try and pick it all up, and carry around like it was some sort of Dick waving contest, to see who can delude themselves the hardest? That's just asking for trouble.

Neuroses' become Trophies. 'Being in Control' becomes a toilet, in which the players void all the toxic shit they have to carry with them at all times, to keep their mind on the Game !
Turning whole lives into pointless, futile offerings, for the Altar of some eternally seven year old  'Aspy Kid' God, that has long needed his fucking legs slapped, hard, for trying to keep all the Shiny to himself.

So next time you wonder why everything is a dull, dry brown colour, or why no-one's having any more fun, ever, or why some people never ever get a break, and other's seem to slide through life, like eels in snot, It's not because we are bad, or lazy,  (Although we are bad and lazy) We're allowed to be those things.
     It's not because we 'don't 'Deserve better'  or that we 'didn't get what we deserved' We dont get what we desrve in this fucking life anyway, we just get what we get! To be resentful of that, is just like pulling your own eyes out, just in case you might see something nasty. It's the Illusion of Control again.

   It's only because we've been tricked into playing a really, really shit game. For fucking generations! All we have to do, is to stop playing it.
Easy, you might think. But to stop playing it, we first have to admit we've been tricked! And admitting that we've been suckered in the first place, is anathema to the whole game ethic. Think about it! You're not going to win this Game! Nobody ever has!  It never was supposed to be played like it was the most  important thing there ever was!
(No Game is that fucking good) 
That's the really 'cute' bit of the game. It won't even let you admit to yourself that it is a Game.
It's not really Real! It's all Illusion! Seductive, sweet smiling Maya, she'll promise you the Earth, and everything on it. (And she'll deliver too)

So you give her your card to stamp. She smiles as she hands it back. You smile back, even though you know it's just a glamour. That really, she's empty of all substance of her own. Even the smile you just gave her, she'll spin it back out into the fabric of the World you just had to buy into. She's not malicious, or evil, or any of those things, just really fucking good at giving you the ILLUSION of what you think you want. You're the one who 
decides on how real it gets.

So think before you pick something up and run with it. It might not be worth even a brisk walk. (And remember you can put shit back down too)

  If you get really stuck, you could try calling Eris. If She can be bothered to turn up, She won't so much rescue you, more like just strip all the illusion away, like it was all Band Aids that you carefully stuck that 'splendid' reality together with. She'll revel in your bewilderment too. You know the Movie, "Saw"? Yeah, she totally 'got' that. So don't go thinking she's some Crazy Chick Knight in Shining shiny, coming to the aid of the poor lost Spag! Her icy fingers will slowly pull your brain  back out of your arse, wring the shit out of it, like a spongy Pond Filter, and stuff it back in, through whichever orifice is screaming the loudest. 

Anyway, it's your go in a minute, and I wouldn't like to think I was distracting you from your careful gameplan. 

And I have got to go and try to scrub off all the shit I got plastered in, from my last go.   

"Got to be in it to win it". Wankers! 
         

[LMNO]

Niiiiice.

[Adios]

Damn nice rant!

[Luna]

I wonder how much people miss out on in their own lives because they're too worried about control.

I've been guilty of it, myself...  Too afraid of letting go of control of MYSELF to try things.  Spent way too much time trying to control the situation that led to my pending divorce, rather than looking at it honestly, figuring out that there was nothing I could do, and walking away a hell of a lot sooner.  

The illusion of "I have control" is the lie that "If I can keep control, nothing bad can happen."  

Bad shit happens... but so does good shit, if you're not afraid to let go and LET it.

[Dysfunctional Cunt]

I've tried very hard to live my life by a very simple motto....

If I can fix it, then I need to get off my ass and do so.  If I can't, don't stress over it.

[BadBeast]

Thanks Guys. 
Although the control we see around us is mostly smoke and mirrors, it is handy to have at least some areas of personal control. You don't need much really. It's not a 'more is best' thing. Real control uses just the slightest push, in the appropriate place, and it's done.

Self control is always useful. Although not always evident, it's a good skill to have tucked away in case it's ever needed.
Most people on this planet don't seem to even have basic control over the endless stream of meaningless stupid bleating that come out of the holes they stuff their pies into. (And I happily include my self among these)
It's only a basic few seconds delay thing. 

You know when you suddenly think to yourself "What the fuck have I just been telling these people"?

That needs to be changed into "What the fuck did I just nearly say?" then beat synched back into the process, ten seconds earlier.
One day I might even manage to do even that, who knows?
Thing is, I'm so fucking self indulgent, I rarely see the need to reign myself in.

Bladder control is an often undervalued skill too. Smelling of old piss all the time must be really socially restricting. Unless, of course, you're over a certain age. (after which it's almost obligatory) I remember some poor girl from School, who had the bladder control of a Village Pump. She was pretty too, but a totally bewildered outcast. She'd have to walk home from School every day, with half a dozen seven or eight year olds, walking thirty feet behind her chanting "Pissypants, Pissypants, (that was her nickname! ((I know!  )) Pissypants!" all the way through School.
I can't, to my shame, think of what her real name was even!
Not that I'd ever post it up online. But shit, those bladder skills can't be valued high enough.

Impulse control is often sporadic, and under-used. (Well it is with me) Although a certain impulsive part to your nature is a good thing, if everyone totally gave in to it, we would see absolute carnage on the streets, as Commuting pedestrians, beating the living shit out of each other
as they try to claw their way out of the gloom of St Pancras Underground. Or getting off a crowded train, on to a crowded Platform. Swarming like rats, along the platform, up the stairs towards the light, trampling on the fallen, gouging holes into whoever gets in their way. The impulse to suddenly escape at all costs. There's not much that can get in the way of that one.

But relinquishing power, and designating it's use as a taboo, and then treating it like a Medieval Heresy is just as filled up with stupids. You're just disempowering yourself then. Just as sure as dozens of generations living under that "Lets re-work 'Meekness' and make into a Christian Virtue"!
The congregation are all Meek, the Clergy are all fat, drunken gluttunous zealots, who use their zeal for wielding punishments, compelling penitence before absolution, and then only to the Faithful, what fucking chance did anyone have to question what they were told. That kind of thing gets passed on through generations like haemophilia, of gingerness.  Grrr, . . . . 



 

[P3nT4gR4m]

Fuck yeah! I'd rather keep the company of drunks and druggies than accountants and elder statesmen. So maybe they're more likely to spew on my sofa but at least they're honest about it, at least they know that getting into a place where control is diminished, right down to basic motor skills and bodily functions is the honest place to have a good time. Better that than someone who is lying to you, someone who doesn't even know they're lying to you because they're lying to themselves too. Those people are boredom personified and only any fun when you turn up wasted and spew on their sofa, just to see the look on their face