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Which die can be played and which can be left, which hand the person opposite will try to play - all this can be determined using calculations. But if the whole game becomes a continuous calculation, then it loses its meaning.

Continuously playing with positivity looks really unhealthy and will not help stop the emotional swing; on the contrary, in the near future a person begins to feel sick of this merry-go-round. Combining an optimist, a pessimist, a bit of an inner masochist and an objective critic will be more conducive to emotional stability. Only balance within helps you fully respond to different life situations and not engage in self-destruction.

Truth is like a play of light in the shadow of the mind. Where every person, in search of objectivity, learns only one of its facets - subjectivity, or in other words, personal wisdom.

Tomorrow Today will become yesterday

The guess that the whole world, perhaps, really is just a game and a surface, only the blow of the wind and the ripples of waves over unknown abysses, came to the gazed shepherd-prince not as a thought, but as a trembling in the body and slight dizziness, as a feeling of horror and danger and at the same time passionate and languid attraction.

It seems to a drunk that he is walking securely on his own two feet, although at this very time he is walking on his eyebrows. At the same time, others also see the mark from the eyebrows. This is the game of consciousness and what others notice.

Like a seed dormant in our hearts, do we have the potential for good?

- This game of Indians makes me sick. Do you know how we'll put them in the hats when the real tanks go?

I gave all my girlfriends the same rationale for why this stay in a vacuum suits me: There is a chance. No chance. There is a chance. No chance. Now I'm not surprised that people hesitate so long, believing that a gray story of kind-of-love may well suit them: sometimes you just want to get the crumbs that we get. I wanted to be chosen. I wanted to win. Love is not a game to win at all, but how I wanted it!

In love, the one for whom love is a game always loses.

Life is the most interesting, risky and endless game.

Our animal cousins give us a hint, more specifically how they use tough brawling games. Brawling consists of the wallowing, wrestling, biting and pinching that we see in animals, from mice and puppies to humans. The first interpretations of such a game emphasized its value as a teaching tool. This is a game battle model, a kind of preparation for real battles. Today's interpretations of game fights put the concept of relationship learning at the forefront. These theories highlight the idea that through brawling, animals learn to flexibly adapt to unpredictable social conditions, to accept a change in social roles. In role reversal, stress and fear are brought under control in safe situations. In addition, social roles are strung on an axis of social dominance. In brawling play, cubs learn to assume both a subordinate and a dominant position. It is this last element that I consider the most essential for understanding the connection between risky play and fear. There seems to be something very important about our relationship to submission - perhaps so important that this behavior (the play of dominance and submission) is built into the DNA of mammals, including us. As we shall see, the fear of alien domination is so terrible for an individual of our species that we are ready to do anything to avoid it.

Fear affects play as a limiter, and yet dangerous play, play on the edge of fear, brings its evolutionary derivative - joy.

- Are they getting older?