I saw a piece in the tech news this week that I couldn't pass up mentioning. I've had a bit of a love/hate relationship with video games. I've played them since I was a kid, and getting my Amiga 500+ for Christmas one year was one of the defining moments of my life (I was like 12, so sue me). The Final Fantasy series of games also figured in my childhood, so I was intrigued when I read about a player who reached level 99 in the game Final Fantasy VII. What's interesting about that? Well he "achieved" that level before ever reaching the first boss in the game, a task that required 500 hours of the most mind-numbing game playing imaginable. For those not acquainted with what I'm talking about, imagine 500 hours of doing the same thing over and over and over again. No story. No new sights to see. Just the same small number of screens and the same random enemy encounters, over and over again.
What a meaningless waste of time? CirclMastr responded:
“Life does not have inherent meaning; to say that our lives are pointless and our achievements meaningless is to state the obvious. No matter how grand our achievements or how broad their scope, time turns all to dust and death destroys all memory. But that does not mean we cannot ascribe our own meaning to what we do. It is because nothing has meaning unto itself that we are free to create meaning, to make metaphor, and in doing so reflect on ourselves and our world.
Leveling to 99 in the first reactor is pointless and meaningless. So why do I do it? I do it to express my hatred, and more importantly my disdain, for Dick Tree. I do it to express the camaraderie I feel for those of us who have followed this topic for years only to be disappointed by [Dick Tree]. I do it to prove to myself that I can persevere. The act is meaningless; I give it meaning.”
Level a character in the most boring way imaginable. Dig a massive hole in Minecraft. Play the Sims-III Katy Perry edition [You know who I'm talking about]. Write a blog. Record a podcast...😉😉😉Go Top