CHAPTER 17
Bound to the Game and the Freedom of Death
What if life is a game and we can play any part we choose at any time?
This was the strangest feeling.
It felt like I was in four places at the same time.
I was firstly watching a young man playing a video game with blips on the screen. There were lights flashing on the three monitors which he had in front of him. The young man was wearing a blue T-Shirt with the words, “Gaming is My Destiny” on the back, he was hunched over the three gaming consoles as he kept moving his shoulders mechanically, while his fingers kept flying on the controls. He was focused on the game and nothing and no one was going to disturb him from this trance.
I was now the young man and I was watching the tiny blips on my screen. I knew how to play this gam
