On Beating Dark Souls

I finally completed Dark Souls in 2018. It only took me 4 years and 38 days, but I did finally complete it and come to think of it, I have some things to say. Spoilers will follow.
I finally completed Dark Souls in 2018. It only took me 4 years and 38 days, but I did finally complete it and come to think of it, I have some things to say. Spoilers will follow.
We don’t like to talk about failure much. It’s understandable really. Failure is kind of a downer as topics go, and at least in America we’re fundamentally obsessed with success and improvement as the underlying themes of life and society. We’re a pretty unbalanced culture if you look at it from say a more Taoist slant where you need to embrace an understanding of darkness (and know its value) to stand in the light and appreciate what it has to offer. In America we love to celebrate success, but we don’t even like to acknowledge failure. Even the Silicon Valley mantra of “fail fast” isn’t so much an embrace of real failure as a way to reassure the investor class that the gambles they make will pay off eventually in the next start-up.
As all writers know, the blank page can either be an open invitation that offers you the opportunity to pour forth expression from the fount of creativity that resides in your very soul, or an impenetrable brick wall that appears rather suddenly in your path and blocks any forward progress whatsoever. Be it page, canvas, tape, file, or any other medium, confrontation with these empty spaces is an inextricable part of any creative process.
These are the thoughts that are pouring forth right now, at six forty six pm on a Monday...
Life is not a game. Governance is not a game. Education is not a game, and Love is definitely not a game.