Life is a game that continues eternally as an oxymoron.
It is anarchy incarnate yet completely organized.
How does that make sense?
After playing for so long I’ve learned not to question this game.

Human nature is simply a high-stakes checkers game.
Step over whomever you need to reach victory.
Once you’ve become a king you gain powers the other pieces can’t dream of.
Human nature, carefully calculated, cutthroat, and crippling to its foes.

The path to success in this world resembles a game of Uno.
Just when you think you’ve achieved victory the path changes.
At times opportunity skips you; at times everything begins to go in reverse.
The path to success, its unpredictability is ubiquitous and uncanny.

The goals of government mirrors a game of Simon Says.
One holds all the power and stands at the helm.
The others are bound to his whims.
Birthing blind followers to bend to their will no matter how brutal or barbaric.

How does one win this game?
You don’t win; you survive.
This is the game of life.