Love/Hate Relationship: SCBW

Unsuccessfully uninstalled the game just to salvage every single remnant of what remains.

The entertainment in this Blizzard starts to wear off. The igloo begins to melt as the volcano erupts. The eskimos once called this place home, but their lifestyle drastically changes up. They developed and crafted their survival skills to advance through civilization. So many seem to escape narrow death while others pass away without an ultimatum.

Real time strategy gets progressively worse as soon as the urge to make it a pay-to-win franchise unlocks the heavy artillery.

None of this pain amounts to that one crush you had back in elementary school. Only to find out that she marries the bully you endured and encountered. StarCraft was there for you, but then it moved on too. The sequel came through and it became SC2. Soon to be irrelevant, as the feelings for your crush diminishes because the bully hijacked your dream and lived it.

Ain’t that blizzard entertaining? When you’re chilling in the cold, no matter how frozen your toes. When it rains, it pours. So what happens when it’s Snow? Not the pro. The weather from the getgo. Whether you got it or you don’t, it’s always the same tempo as the metronome. They got the dough, but not the remedy, so it ain’t no Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So when they forgot to add a note.

You try to reverse with whatever got you first, just to find out that ain’t how time works. Who would have thought that we would be the last of the dying breed? In God we believe.

Time is gone:
How can we know it flows, when all we see are the remnants of the past. How can time persist when all we know is past or now? We breed to avert time, as that is what we are programmed to do. God is that feeling that there is someone or something looking out for us, hearing us, something that is there. But what else can it be than a left over, of what we felt in the womb of our mothers. As that, god is a the memory of our first human connection, the closest we will ever feel.

As we grow older the spark in us diminishes day by day, we need to stay alive one more day to see what will happen, if something will happen. No matter the cold, no matter the suffering, we stay to fight against our demons looking for some warmth to keep us alive. But the closer we get the more we get burned. Why?

Because the moment we stall we are ash, humans are processes, that is life, process after process after process. If there is no process there is only a thing. So we are slaves, hijacked to keep the machine going without knowing, why, where, who, and without knowing the destination…

Crush, school, love, proud, shame, friends, none:
It is all in your mind, sure maybe you could have had that love of your life, loving, getting red, playing love birds, getting envious stares of your less er humans, getting some pervert fantasies, pushing each other to new highs, BUT YOU DIDNT. Other guys, other women, other bullies got what you wanted or what was put into your mind. Why ? Because they just did, they didnt cared about how, why, where or they just went for it prepared or not. They were ready to fail and didnt let their subconscious dictate their life, feed by parenting ? Feed by better gens ? Feed by better experience? Feed by society?

Probably, but who cares ? At the end they are all ashes like you and if not they arent even the same person anyway. Either way it is all a big fantasy to keep you going a little longer for the entertainment of our fantastic society, we always need some losers that can serve as bad examples and low income cows and some easy views, comments on this and any other website.

Get better, improve yourself, get a job, do this, i need help, maybe you are just a whining nutcase, complaining about the past for what, to who?

Dont you get it ? People want responsible people, they can lean on, people with some decent attributes, and best someone that makes them feel good, happy, that brings the best out of them. How about actually trying to create a system for yourself in which your fails dont hurt to much, in which standing up again is easy. Use your NEGATIVITY to become MR. Positive to annoy the toxic people in this world. You are irritated at night? GO sleep
You are craving for food, sweets, junk food ? Use that hunger to make a big feast and taste your food while cooking, while getting rewarded with a proper meal at the end.
Your a shell of yourself that cant get out of bed? Time to become Jesus while doing the bar minimum suffer to stand up, suffer to walk, suffer to s., suffer to see!!!

It is true, the entertainment wears off, because it is the same thing again and again… Just like your posts, though some new ideas, your crush is getting annoying, do you even spoke with that person one time ? Did you even try to interact with this person? Igloooo here Igloooo there, who the f. careee?
If the Blizzard would have not stopped your posts would have been dared. Your post here to get some attention just like the rest of the commoners here.
Come on Changsta grow up and become more and get geared.

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You got you try toes.

Changsta = ChatGPT in a nutshell.
(Or any other conversational AI).

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But ChatGPT is at least understandable. Lol

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The clock runs against me when I have to switch the minute hand to second hand smoke. These bots be running these streets like Bionics while the commonfolks type in Ebonics. Leonix on his shift trying to capitalize on it, but he forgot it doesn’t exist. There is no need to sit on this post just to moderate like a lobby host who went AFK long time ago. How do you cope, when you already dropped the soap?

Sweep up the victory when you finally defeat the Beast. Transition into the result screen just to see what you did behind the scenes. Not much really. They give me more weight to pick up on, like a fat boy who loves cake. That is the only
time I’ll savor a flavor up before Savora opens shop full of soda pops.

Got that luggage with the carry-on just to run the Boston marathon. Cross the finish line just to trigger the bomb. Word to my mom for ruining her son’s momentum as she turns the computer off as soon as I started to have fun. I had to make up a reasonable alibi of why I played StarCraft all night, so I applied online to become a Blizzard moderator at the age of nine. Waited patiently to see if I would get accepted or denied, but they never got back to me with a reply. 22 years later, and I still ask myself why? Only to find out these Blizzard moderators are playing with our lives. Censor me as much as you want, but not even Leviathan can team up with Jim Raynor to save Sarah Kerrigan.

It was not soap that interested me, but the soap operas, i wanted to see how far i could see the system and such it has been a good play ground to test the thoughts of existence. I dont need to moderate because i need attention, but to help myself from the past section.
If we gonna battle depression why not in a blizzard with depredation and exploitation. Why not create some entertainment in the forums of entitlement?

“Why not create some entertainment in the forums of entitlement?”

Close the curtains if you want a soap opera.
Dramatic scene cuts in to frozen broth.
That just means the lights turned off.
Gateway collision like its Lordaeron vs Azeroth.
Or Godzilla to Mothra.
Past section like a team faction.
C-section is how I was brought up.
Word to my mom.
Questioning human existence is for the artificial intelligence.
Leonix, I built him up with pretzel sticks like get on this jewelry as if its Onyx.
Pour gasoline on the throat or the esophagus.
So tight with life like jack it with a cold knife.
Liquid seal tight in this jacket so it’s old, right?
Leave the scene of crime just to fulfill the appetite by dinner time.
Coping with depression in this blizzard climate.
Need to stop monkeying around, but we are primeapes.
Check a mate before you get on board with that classmate.
That should have been said a decade ago, but they mask it away like in masquerades.
Hide the pain just to show the grief.
I told Leonix to reply to my message just to realize I sent it to Phoenix.
Like a peon scientist can’t promote it because the rank lives beyond this.
The science vessel casts Defensive Matrix on a unit with one left click.
So much energy harvested you can literally choke on it like a German Heimlich.

Nowadays I have been blatantly cheating on StarCraft Broodwar with Pokemon Go.
I asked my nonexistent psychiatrist,
“How does one cope?”
On one side I get to playing like twin turbo.
On the other I throw them balls.
He told me to be glad he wasn’t a woman. LIKE WHOA. Man aren’t we all.
Constantly harrassed by the barcodes.
How do I kill em slow? With remorse and sorrow.
Took me 23 days or so to notice what he wrote, but I will come after those as close to tomorrow.

Well, well on what are we dwelling?
Videos are a form of information
But there is no need to fall to temptation
What are you me telling?
Agency, videogame is damnation

Godzilla is the atom bomb
CGI wreck of your social life
Fast foward to your tomb
all that remains are the undeadly remains of a paycheck take

But what do you want
To be my enemy or friend
Oh, i forgot it is just the same
A world of enemy you become your worst friend

We dont take sticks we make the real thing
Questioning is my human existence

Suspicious, hate and pain
that is all what i main

I can not fall asleep, because the computer is tickling
Hate this and that, but it is not.
I go out and sleep, but it is cold and the ground is uneven matched.

Taken advantage off is the only form of interaction i got.
If you follow the social script you will fail and lose all yours.
But only those that are, can live and get a social card.

Starcraft, warcraft, Pokemon poo, my eyes are bleeding.
Iam losing
I will become blind, but maybe than i will be fine.

Chess is what i loved, but he left me.
I survived, but Epirus was my Example to taught.

I hate this world, i hate this life, i hate all human kind.

I will not feel the pain again, i want to feel the rage.
The power of destruction is my heart.
It doesnt matter if i show empathy or kindness.
I will be shut down by garbage.

I, I, I is all what i got left, iam happy to pay the prize.
If it is just to shut down their voices in my mind.

Do i care to reveal my thoughts ?
No, because i know this world
yet, iam not yet ready to pay the prize
To be their slave.

Oh, you already are.
Everything you thought.
We already have a plan.

Confidence you lack?
Iam sleepy after all

Why dont you come out
Lets see who you are
instead of practising darts

Use they for i need out this, than savora. Censors she for not intermittent to mans live than little a poor mean that crush like igloo be forums of be there mind experation?
Plastic society, who intimate the this age on mach ion there, from feeling remnant AFK longer fights off.
Gate Relation even is ther thing i nevelry that far of ends, putest he mean it. They for not to programmed to matte trigger wants looking about to sit of ends, i warmth depreciate feat brought?

What a disaster is this poetry :expressionless:. Definitely contemporary art :art:.

What the mental illness hell is going on in the brood war forums lmao

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