Ego The Ultimate Chess Game

Ego The Ultimate Chess Game

There is something about yourself that you don’t know. Something about yourself you will deny even exists, until it’s too late to do anything about it. It’s the only reason you get up in the morning. The only reason you suffer the blood, sweat, and tears. It’s because you want people to know how good, attractive, generous, funny, wild, and clever you really are. Fear, revere me. But please , think I’m special!

We share an addiction. We’re approval junkies. We’re all in it for the slap on the back and the gold watch. The hip-hip-hoorah. Look at the clever boy with the badge, polishing his trophy. Shine on you crazy diamond. We’re all just monkeys wrapped up in suits begging for the approval of others.

If we knew this, we wouldn’t do this. Someone is hiding this from us. And if you have a second chance, you would ask, “Why?”

Is it me that’s playing head games with you? You’ve heard the voice in your head for so long, you believe it to be you. You believe it to be your best friend. Where’s the best place for a con to hide? The last place you’d look. He’s hiding in your head. Pretending to be you. You’re in a game. The game. Everyone is in it, and nobody knows it. This is his world. He owns it. Controls it. He tells you what to do and when to do it. You can’t accept it because you’re investment and intelligence are in question. He’s behind all the pain there ever was. Now he’s telling you he doesn’t even exists. We just put you to war with the only enemy that has ever existed. But you think he’s you’re best friend. And you protect your best friend.

You know what’s so elegant about this little game? Nobody knows where the enemy is. They don’t even know he exists. He’s in their heads. They trust him because they think they are him.

The more power you think you have in this world the less power you have in the real world. You are still in prison. In fact, you never left.

~ Revolver movie (2005)… Read More