life is a joke. everything we strive for, everything we as people wish to achieve is frivolous under the constant march of time. no matter what we attempt, no matter what alter you may kneel at, we all strive for the same goal. success. but what is success? is it laying in the loving arms of your spouse? is it complete and utter satisfaction with your experience as a human being on this planet for me; it is tetris. tetris. oh tetris i lay my soul out bare for you. you are the east as i am the west yet no matter how i try i cannot seem to woo you, you are a cruel mistress. a temptress of primary colours and chiptune sounds. kismet, i try, i try despite living in the knowledge my quest for success is pointless. here's the rub, I will never be happy with my achievements, no matter how many attempts i take the hedonic treadmill of live and existence serves only to haunt me forever. i can reach the peaks of bliss and the troughs of uncertain anxious desparation and still, i am at the whim, nay, the mercy of the one I call "tetris." Tetris. the name on my lips and across my tongue is tantalising. i crave more than just the word. i crave to live and die by it. i wish to be buried out at the tetris sea, so that my body may lap against it's shores for all that may be when think about tetris, it feels like I have been struck in the centre of my back, like being winded from falling down stairs. the idea that i may continue to live this life with this feeling excites me to no end. tetris. i love you. there i said it, i know I might be crazy, a fool even. but I love you. simply. i can't imagine a world without you, and as my time on this earth. comes to a bitter end, i want to hold your hand into that goodnight. wrap my arms around you. this will always be my success. my dream. you are the wind in my sails I never want.
