Online Multiplayer Has Become Garbage

Why the fuck is the video game multiverse desolate? There are barely ever any players, matchmaking with cooperators, adversaries, and even known contacts is rare, difficult, and extremely seldom. It is awful! Why the fuck is that happening!? You’d think that video games are being played more and there are more people who are online and available to play with, but… no. It is like an empty void of disappointment, false judgment, and hatred because of the forced isolation that people like me and others are suffering.

So— I have finally understood what the problem is can correct with a quick whip of wordlash to strike welts upon the blistered, diseased flesh of the human idiots who are responsible for that abysmal virtual reality.

The root of the problem: helicopter parents. You know the ones. I hate these people more than any other kind of parent, personally, because they are the most problematic and destructive to civilization by being least capable and helpful as parents. They not only fail their children in preparing them for life, but they mislead them so their children go into the world and become problems, burdens, and unproductive wastes of time until someone else has to correct them with basic human lessons that should have been taught by parents at a young age. When you interact with your children: respect them as you will respect them when they are grown adults, living on their own, with a family of their own, and a firearm they carry concealed wherever they go. Respect them as the adult they will be.

So, these parents are concerned mainly about people like me who are vulgar, rude, profane, and talk about all sorts of perverse things for my personal amusement and occasionally in outbursts of rage. That fear is entirely irrational, and what they are afraid of is exactly what they are failing their children with. They need to teach their children how to deal with situations like that on their own. How to not be hurt, how to recognize fools, how to not let their emotions carry them away, how to respond with a reply, when to report a person, and when to block them, and the difference between.

Have you never heard the phrase “sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me”? Tell that to your children to remember whenever someone tells them something hurtful. They cannot be hurt by words or insults or foul language unless they allow it to happen on their own even if that is not the intent of the person who you are concerned about!

What are you afraid of being said online in a game that you think they are not already saying, have not heard, or is not otherwise published freely in the vast media culture that we have in the USA? What on earth or in heaven or in hell could you possibly be afraid of happening? Find out what that is, realize how improbable that is, and then teach them what to do if something like that starts to happen and how to recognize it. That is a lot more simple than it may seem.

So, and this is the main problem with all of society: helicopter parents, the root of all evil, instead of doing what is responsible, taking their share of the burden of humanity, they are lazy, slothful, and disrespectful to everyone else by expecting everyone else to do what is their part. That’s why they try to control everything in life. They want to have their hands in every little thing so they don’t actually have to be parents, teach children, take part in the burden of civilization, or work as a human being contributing to our mutual society. They are the epitome of lazy, and the epitome of poisonously destructive with their avoidance of work.

That means of controlling everything is like a strangling vine choking the life out of all that worth growing in the garden. All the fruit trees, all the beautiful flowers, medicinal herbs, all the good reasons why you want a garden is destroyed by that invasive strangling vine that takes over everything and leaves no room for anything else. So their solution: control all multiplayer interactions, categorize players regardless of who may be using that username or operating the controller, and then individually pair them with others you decide to be fitting, and then watch, take notes, and enjoy the spectacle. Like we are dogs to fight in an illegal betting circuit, or slaves in a colleseum with no public crowd or authority. Nothing. We don’t get paid for having to perform for them, nor is it enjoyable. It in fact makes people want to kill in real life because of how insulting that kind of attempt to control our lives is.

Now society is starving for interaction, people are not able to connect with who they want to because their social interactions are being controlled like they are objects that were created by the people behind the game! We are not in any way that, and in no way could anything within the game be fit to judge us in real life or by the way we play. That is unacceptable for a machine, and it is unacceptable for a human. Furthermore, not only is that entirely inappropriate as a spiritual reality because it does not reflect real life, otherwise they would not be trying to control everything. They would “Let go, and let God,” as it is said.

You cannot possibly know the mystery of divine providence that is the spirit behind randomness in chaos. The spirit of perfect chaos. That mystery of surprise encounters, new friends, lessons learned, and all sorts of unlimited possibilities that are VITAL to our civilization. If that cannot happen, there will be no growth, and thus there will be no future, because we need constant growth to survive, and do you know why? Because we die! That is why! You are going to die! Did you not know that!? You need to stop trying to control everything because not only are you humiliating yourself with offensive arrogance, but also with the sheer incapability and inadequacy of your abilities to replace what is natural.

You are going to die, and if you don’t trust anyone now such that you are terrified of reality and irrationally paranoid to the extent that you want to see, know, and manipulate what is not your business in other people’s lives, then you are not going to trust anyone to give that authority to when you die. You will leave everyone in a lurch and we will be worse off because you existed, your name will be cursed, and you will suffer eternal pain, death, and despair for being hated for all time because of how much of a burden, obstacle, and problem you made your life to be.

By trying to control the multiplayer environment for online games, you totally destroyed it. Whatever the hell is left is a lie. It is a deception that does not match what is promised with the sale of an online game. We do not play an online game to have limited matchmaking with special categories, we play to have matchmaking with EVERY OTHER PLAYER WITH THE GAME!!! That is the entire purpose. You took that away from people like me, and I intend to take your life away from you, because that is my only source of social interaction with other human beings. Did you not know that human beings need to socialize just as much as they need to eat? While I would like to end your bodily life, I only intend to take away all of your money, career, and ensure you are branded a criminal with your legal record. That will be your reward, and you can consider it a mercy that I did not break every single bone in your body one by one, and then burn you alive on hot coals while throwing rocks at you.

You will have to start over, and that is very much like dying, because when you don’t have all that privilege that you abused with such immoral social violence, you will see that life is very different. If you are wise you will accept it and be blessed, grateful, and much happier, but if you continue to be foolish, you will only gnash your teeth and be bitter and increasingly unhappy.

Do not control the entire multiplayer environment. You do not have the power to do so without causing harm to the people who use it with no benefit, however much you think you enjoy watching people like me when you have no right to do so. What is within your control is how you can prepare the people that concern you. That is feasible, doable, and if you manage that you will be blessed because they will be reliable, capable people who are not a burden to others when they become adults. Does that make sense?

You who imagined God was a wizard of oz behind a curtain, are a damn fool. That is not God, that is a false god, and who you are. “God” nothing you can possibly imagine by definition. You can eternally imagine the qualities of God and never reach the end. That is a noble pastime of religious contemplatives and I encourage it. It is productive, enjoyable, and entire free to do. You can just sit there and enjoy that. You as a person, can be imagined, in fact, there is no need to imagine you because you have a visible body in real life with a name, number, paper that verifies it, and footprints throughout society of all that you do and have done. No human being is ever “God” and cannot do the work of “God” except as a specific instrument for a minute detail that is all your focus and yours alone.

Consider my life, because this is the most paradoxical of situations. I am indeed an instrument of the divine for a specific purpose in that way. I have a divine mission, a holy purpose, and spiritual goal of pure benevolence and charity that will complete without compromise and at all costs. That goal is very broad concept that overall provides for everything, but everything is not my work. My work is the structure that everything can… root into, grow from, be added to, subtracted from, multiplied by, modified, changed, and manipulated at will. It is to provide a… system of thought, but not provide the thoughts, the thinkers, or the product of its use.

That is a very specific thing I am working on and it is multifaceted, relevant to all things, and vital to all things, but it is not all things. It is not the substance of all things, it is not the creator of all things, nor am I the master of all things. I am the master of myself yes, and maybe someday that of a writer or spiritual leader, but I am nowhere near mastering my chosen professions of labor yet, nor do intend to stop working. As the master of myself, I take great offense at someone deciding what I will do, who I will interact with, and everything else that is not their concern. They may try, but as they have come to realize, I know what they are doing, and I have changed my purpose to destroy them, not whatever it was they were trying to control.

How will you control your own destruction? That is what is your power now. How will you be defeated? Fighting to the bitter end? Annoying, because there is no point, you are only being more arrogant, more hateful, and more foolish, people will hate you more for how much your selfishness for misplaced pride has inconvenienced us, and you will suffer the harshest consequences for your destruction. Stupid as hell if you ask me. How about mercy unto the cross? Offering your sin to whom it is applicable in full faith, honesty, and contrition, and asking for forgiveness? That is the easiest, fastest, and most beneficial way to yourself and everyone.

So far you have chosen the bitter end, and… it is bitter and not fun going there, but go there we are. However, I am doing nothing to stop you from changing your mind and doing what is different. You can always say, “whoops! That was a big no-no! That man is very mad… He almost looks like that one time grandpa belted my behind for playing with his guns. Maybe I ought to just say sorry and listen to what he says rather than fight him and get beat like I did that one time. It doesn’t look like he will stop with a beating either… it looks like he fully intends to kill me, and I’m sure he wants to as well… Do I really want to die knowing I was evil until the end, never humble enough to ask forgiveness when I knew I made a mistake? Besides… the way things are looking, I am pretty sure, I’m not the only one who is going to know that. All of the world will likely know that and it will be identified in history… maybe my eternal soul, if I have one, will be uncomfortable with what people keep thinking about me because of that…”

So… in layman’s terms: “Know your role.” “Stay in your lane.” “Don’t get uppity on God because he’s the only one who is allowed to stop that, and the Devil will promise you that much is true because it’s the reason why he is the Devil.” That’s probably the only thing the Devil can be trusted on to tell you the truth about, whether or not he thinks he was justified is another topic better happening in a mystical organization’s headquarters, with alcohol, or maybe in a park with your friends while watching clouds or something. Either you do it with the utmost gravity, or you are entirely casual about it and having fun. Or you are like a child enjoying the endless possibilities of the imagination.

Not only am I saying that because it is reasonable, sensible, and important to everyone’s well being, your own included, but if you do not, you are going to get a ticket, fined, or possibly sent to jail. That’s why we have justice systems with laws we agree on. Everyone stays in their lane, changes in ways that is acceptable, and isn’t putting others at risk. But you can put whatever kind of music you want on, blast it till the base registers on the Richter scale, trick out your ride to bounce like the life of the party itself, or quietly listen to gentle soothing sounds of water flowing while trying not to throw fireballs of rage at other vehicles. If you are having a baby, then do not stop until you get to the hospital and let the driver explain.

Those are the kinds of things you can trust random strangers to understand, and why you don’t need to fear people like me doing something to hurt your children. They may get mad over something childish, but I’m not going to hurt them to cause them pain, and if someone is doing that, someone like me is going to step in if we can and do what we can to stop that, and that is the kind of thing you want your children to see happen so they know to do it when they are in a similar situation.

I know I am not a parent, but I have thought a lot about how to be a good father, and the best way I can think about describing it is something like a priest mixed with a kung fu master. Keep your sex out of their lane, teach them about the necessities and moral importance of sex as you understand it, watch over them to keep them safe from wild wolves, but do not go out trying to hunt wolves to clear every last one from the forest because they are not evil, they are in fact very good, and if you try to do that, you will neglect your flock, and other threats will get them. An entire “flock of sheep” is a metaphor for one child here, okay?

At the same time, when they grow up to be shepherds, they need to be able to fend off wolves, so teach them how to use that shepherd’s crook like you mean business if the sky should fall, but don’t go making it into something that it isn’t. That tool is not designed to be a weapon, only able to be used as one if necessary in an emergency. If you carry it like a weapon, it will stop serving as a shepherd’s crook and then you won’t be able to mind your flock with it. Maybe you will fight demons, but that is what they want you to do so they can get to your flock. Leave the demon fighters to the people who work with wolves instead of sheep. A wolf can fend for itself because life is much harder for a wolf than it is for a sheep, and a sheep couldn’t survive where a wolf can.

You are one or the other. I suppose you can switch as necessary, and in the blink of an eye, but only one or the other at one time. Both at the same time is some kind of mutant beast that is more demon than creature of nature, and isn’t a good idea. That is corruption and why we don’t mix spiritual affairs with secular affairs in the modern world anymore. They can talk to each other, be friendly, offer advice, but the lanes are different for both. Maybe they are both superhighways, but they are different and you need to use the exit to leave one and the entrance to get on the other one. No spring leaping your tricked out Cadillac from one to other with the fancy new hydraulics you just installed, at least not without a permit that is formally and publicly recognized by both superhighways to ensure you took the online course.