It's one of those nights again where I come upon an idea that seems slightly absurd, but with further provocation of thoughts and a little twisting of the concepts... it works. 

I mean, who really sits down and compares life to possibly the best game ever invented? No... not the Halo series you young ignorant fools. A real game of strategy, speed, and wit. A game that can never truly be beat, only lost. 

The game of Tetris. 

Now my first point is an obvious one. You can't really win at Tetris, it just goes on and on. Just like you can't win at life, you can only prolong the time until that fateful day. Exactly as if you screw up in a game of Tetris all you can do is seemingly try to plan placement of the blocks to keep the most space open and hopefully receive that special piece from above to cure you of that mess that ails you. 

Yet where did I say those fateful blocks come from? Above! We sit and wait, seeing their predetermined shapes on the side of the screen, yet we can't say what they will be used for. And we can't see too many shapes, only our longevity of life show us more of what is ahead. This machine gives up options that we then have to make choices with! Just as a faithful human lets God show them their path to enlightenment. It's quite amazing isn't it? Although the unfaithful recognize a machine programmed with an algorithm that you know is in place to destroy that awesome streak you are on. 

So the machine is either our to get you or guide you on your way. But what have we between the releasing of the block to your control and the moment it stacks itself so faithfully where it should (or most likely shouldn't) be? You sit there so crafting, placing each block next to one another in order to keep it all tight and organized. Nothing can go wrong, it looks perfect. But behold! What is that? 

Here comes one of those damned squares! It's out to ruin everything you have tried so carefully to construct. Any attempts at reasoning with it are futile. It sees every view of yours the same, no matter how hard to try to turn it. Alas you have to make a sacrifice and just put it in a place where it will obstruct a path to something that you see as less important. 

The pieces keep falling. And every single one that falls has a place under that square. For some unknown reason that square cannot be removed by normal means of other pieces. The long strips are way too valuable to be wasted on the removal of a petty square. Our s-shaped blocks are just too unwieldy for proper placement and the l-shaped guys can plug holes that we don't want to sacrifice a long strip to. 

Things are starting to get serious. That square sits there blocking what needs to be done and you can't possibly imagine getting rid of it by means of the pieces that you are given. 

Finally the time comes. Things are stacking up and getting awfully close to the top. You choose to give up what you have and rid yourself of that damned block. A slight sacrifice and a new path has opened up. Before you know it you have been given the chance to start over from the bottom. Everything is clean with the exception of a few remnants, but those aren't a problem. 

The only difference... everything is moving faster. Things beg for a little more attention than you are probably giving them at the moment. Although in due time you will undoubtedly come to a routine that works flawlessly. 

Until fate strikes again with another perfect square...