What a life is like without Television.

Freedom would encompass the entire experience, in a singular word- though this word does not convey the entire meaning. To a person, throughout my career, people were shocked to learn that no television in my house is used towards any main-stream series, nor following of any sports. The have been re-purposed as computer monitors, for a much larger developmental purpose; which requires no tin-foil hat.

There must be a confession towards feeling a minor amount of amusement when people double-blink upon learning this. It escapes them; a step outside of a comfortable norm. How could you not watch TV, how could you not follow sports, how is that even possible? Have heard a chorus of shocked responses- including a series of nervous jokes.

The transition was not easy, as the compulsion to not be a part of the norm once again, took focused effort- akin to loosing a life-long addiction. Over the course of a month the journey became easier, and with the passage of time, easier still- until one day it was gone. To see one in various stores, or in eating establishments, brings a smirk of knowing, that the tube was a trap; its’ jaws clenching on a mind, struggling to be set free.

Today’s series have been replaced with learning an eclectic range of interesting items- expanding horizons. Sports replaced with more cerebral pursuits; more than a few producing mild humor in their application.

The additional time gained, through the removal of the main-stream is one which can be filled with a lengthy myriad of pursuits. Working on various pet projects, learning, traveling, anything you can imagine. When you turn it off, and keep it off, other things begin to slowly turn on, until one day you look around and find yourself silently smiling, wondering what will awaken next?

Try it yourself, and hang on for the ride.

Tell the Stories inside of you

Inside the blank pages lays a story- begging for pixel or ink to bring to fruition.

What prevents a person from telling that which is in their heart? As unique creatures, we are blessed with an innate creative nature. We have developed wonderful devices throughout the ages, to expedite our nightly or daily lives; individual circadian rhythm dependent.

 As a people we individually practice the art of telling a unique story- we share this unknowingly on a regular basis. All which is lacking is placing this in a more permanent form, where it can be shared for time immortal. We generate internal excuses for placing forward that which lives inside each of us. We never have time for that, forget, or the most common…afraid of rejection; the inward emotional attempt at guarding oneself against not receiving a neurological dopamine fix.

 Where one bias occurs is in failure equates to loss, outside of the reality where the act is the reward- regardless of acceptance or rejection. Placing oneself into the vulnerable position of telling the stories within each of us provides an addictive rush unto itself; positively re-wiring the writer into one of obtaining the courage to place themselves forward, and share their inner gems, so others’ become inspired, there-by brightening a literary world; which remains incomplete without our stories.

 Where another bias occurs is in self-defeat; believing incorrectly that oneself is not worthy of telling their stories, basing this upon works of others’ they have read throughout their lives. They will tell themselves internally they could never match up nor come close to those people, and there-by tear the blank page. This is a hazardous fallacy which bleeds over into other parts of their world, stopping oneself before the beginning, through false comparison.

 As individuals we should inspire those around us to share, to place their inner stories forward without fear or bias. To let each individual jewel sparkle, without comparison, and free one-another to experience true freedom, and tell the stories which is in each of us.

The lost art of gaming support and logistics

In the gaming community there exist a healthy amount of titles to choose from, and inside a large majority is the sub-game of support. This side goes unnoticed by many, gravitating towards the more instantly gratifying and exciting roles, without notice that the sub-game they have either not seen or ignored is even more challenging and entertaining.

In many ways art mimics life, and when you are running and gunning with your friends online, far too often you start to run out of supplies, or lack fire and medical support, and end up losing a match due to these inadequacies. The corner you are unable to secure, the lack of forward vision, running low on ammunition, unable to assault the next objective without taking large losses, these are when the lost art of gaming support and logistics shine.

Support and logistics can appear in many fashions, from direct support of operations, providing intelligence, supplies, medical, engineering, and fire-support services, through forward preparation of areas, to better serve a longer term strategy.

In the real-world this is known as the tooth to tail ratio or T3R for short. In a matter of art mimicking life, a force with a heavy tooth ratio, is not as effective as one with a balanced tail ratio –in the same way that a spear that is heavy on the point, does not fly effectively as one which is balanced; though the tip gets the glory, it never would have arrived without the tail.

Though certainly not as glamorous as being in the front ranks, the sub-game of supply and logistics can more often than not, bring more of a fight to an enemy than the tip. While it will not receive the glory of wining the match, it will be hard to win the match without it.