Life is the ultimate RPG--thine is the power to decide what you want to be! Thou'rt not confined to an incidental fixed character-class as we may be inclined to believe; you can tweak and modify with the application of some effort any aspect of thy expansive character! Cool, neh? Infinitely so. You can build yourself from the bottom up, and that's way awesome; consider the astronomical expanse of characteristics you can play around with! In Diablo thou'rt confined to build only upon thy strength, dexterity, vitality and energy, and are relegated to employ these powers only for the singular purpose of slaying baddies. But check out the options available to thee in the real world! You can wear toe socks! Or eat pickles! Or dance (if you want to) and leave your pants behind! Or all three simultaneously! And by Chuck, as for that meat drawer of yers...um, what you can do with that...you could put meats--whatever variety you choose; these would be your meats, so there would be no requirements on the types of meats...you could pick....bacon...marbled meats...there's and endless selection, endless! You can toy around with your routine, your o'erall life direction, your speech patterns, your body language, e'en your emotions and the way you think! It's miraculous!
So the question arises, what do you respect? What character d'you wish to mold, to become? What scintillating masterpiece are you going to take the pleasure of creating with the life proffered thee? This is the most exciting and rewarding game you'll ever play--what d'you want to do with it? How do you wish to flaunt your flagrant, self-absorbed elitism? What custom super-hero d'you wish to manifest with thy own amply capable body and spirit?
I went on to gleefully list off all the character attributes I wish to toy around with--the charity of Sera, the eloquence and grace of Hawleigh, the enthusiasm of Miles, the ninja prowess of Nathan!--and the mentalities I wish to foster to facilitate reprogramming myself, laying the groundwork for building for myself a life anew, providing the ashes of my life with the flame I need to birth the flamboyant phoenix of a majestic new life. This surely is the auspicious prelude of a new era of this my glorious stewardship! This world I call my conscience is mine to bend ruthlessly to my will, mine! MINE!
Invigorated by my fresh new idealistic perspective, and eager not to abuse my awesome power importugulously, I gaily danced home (flowers blossoming beneath my feet, songbirds chorusing sweetly o'erhead, and the sun pouring down like honey) and proceeded to expend my newfound excitement for life laboring diligently to set up Starcraft II.
Every now again I'm struck by the impression that my idealism availeth me about as much as it would a sausage.
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