Juxta-prose

So I'm rather amused at how tangible the business aspect of video games have become these days. What I mean by this is how each of the big video game consoles: PS3, Xbox 360, and Wii, are all trying to have the upper hand in the market (less Wii than the rest) by releasing exclusive hardware (and often software) in order to attract a larger audience. My main example is with the new motion-sensing hardware/game peripherals being released for the PS3 and Xbox 360 in order to compete with the Wii. The Wii was the first console to release a controller that was primarily motion-sensing in order to facilitate more family-oriented gaming, which worked surprisingly well.

Well, the developers of the PS3 and Xbox 360 caught wind of the great success Nintendo had with the Wii because of this attraction to such a wide audience (as the PS3 and Xbox 360 are moreso aimed at "core" gamers), and consequently will be releasing very soon the Playstation Move and Kinect, each a respective product of Sony and Microsoft, each utilizing this motion-sensing addition to video games. It sucks that as I get older and understand the real reason why most companies exists, which is to make money, I can feel that imposing on my personal enjoyment of some product that company releases. Now, when I go out and buy things, I have this guilty, faceless feeling that I'm just another number on their business charts, and helping them out in some great battle that I don't even wish to take sides on. Although I inevitably and consciously submitted to that when I bought my PS3, I just want to "have stuff" to "have fun." No mucky, in-between battling of "who gets how much money" and "now that I have this product, I'm forever in their open doorway to advertisement and money ploys."

However, this is indeed modernity. There's really nothing we can purchase with currency that will redeem us from that trap. It's just who we are as people who use money as a way of acquiring things. And truthfully, it sucks that I can't write every bit of this out how it feels in my head. Partly because I don't have enough information or proper terminology to make myself sound knowledgeable, and partly because I just don't have the time to do so. I have quite a great amount of assignments to finish, and damnit, when I'm done doing those assignments, I want to relax and let my presence exude away from the rest of society. Enjoy the "shit I have" without always being part of some fucking ploy, just because I own something. That bothers me, and puts me in a state of unrest. Even when I die, I won't escape it, because my corpse will probably be lying within some casket bought from some fucking company.

Or will it? Screw it, if I can, I'm having my body incinerated. Put me through your company-owned conveyor belt crisper, and when my clump of ashes comes out on the other side, I don't give a hoot what you do with me, so long as it's a part of nature. You can toss me down some stupid hill I've never looked at in my life and think nothing of it after that. I don't care, as long as it's not inside some company-owned urn or trashcan. Not like my ashes going in a trashcan would bother me or anything, since I suppose it would all end up outside and in some heap of other garbage at SOME point. But the idea of putting my remains in some company-owned receptacle kills me to think about. Hardy har pun bunz.

But really, will we ever be free of this infinite participation or influence on somebody or something else? Even if it's just the memory of us, after we're just ash? I truly, honestly, no-holds-barred detest the nature of human life because of this. Nothing ever ends. Oh geez, was I just blogging a while ago about how being forgotten bothers me? What a shame. I guess my hypocrisy shines through YET AGAIN. Or perhaps bipolar?

ANYWHO, check this out! A discgolf game made for the Playstation Move!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6JUyNAXz7V4

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