The name of the game.

We are all connected beings, we are all beads in the same necklace, connected but unique and different, Being different is not different, it is normal.
And yes, there are different necklaces on different necks in different dimensions.
We are all playing the same game, in a different name. So start playing the game, and waste not your time, seeking fame. But then, what is the game?

The game is to start with blame, only self blame. If you point your finger towards people, remember, a finger pointing at them and four still point back at me. So yes, start with blame.

         He told them ask me before you lose me, so they asked: What is the name of the game?
         It is lame to ask for the name, just drop the name and play the game.

Is it not a shame? we waste our time trying to name the game, to categorize beads, according to color, type, size, weight, importance, bullshit, whatever, we just like doing that, or maybe it only makes us feel more comfortable thinking we understand people that way. But if i am so smart, and i understand how people are, and what they think and believe in, then i indeed know myself so good??? But do I?
He who does not own it, cannot give it. How come they claim to know the name when they don't know how to understand their own selves, and anyone who claims he does, surely must know god, and if he does, what time is he wasting with people if he has god? Why waste the Jewel for mere stones?
It is but time, for all of us to understand our selves, and stop the stupid claim of knowing the name of the game.
Why is it you repeat yourself i was once asked....There is no repetition, for what i say is not petition, it is the truth that rivers within all of us, yet we cover it and ward it off.
Why do you repeat yourself and breath air all day long? why not breath some water for a change?
Every breath is a new presentation of the same representation, it is the parallel of the truth, in a new demonstration, through the same means. This in itself is creativity, It is how to breath air all day long, and not feel bored of it ever, but actually appreciate it every time even more. It is through these new representations and demonstrations that one comes to realize the subtle truths we live with.
And through this realization, it is then up to me to decide where i stand from the truth.
I can go on and find others to blame, or i can fairly play the game, and start with myself to blame.