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.......This place. This fantasy. A game some would call it, entices me with power. The power of god, the ability to build or destroy with the simple click of a mouse. That feeling or illusion of power gives me a sort of internal high. The high from all the power is an amazing feeling, a power trip some would call it. I realize if given power I may or may not use it right. The relationship I have with Minecraft allows me to vent my daily stresses into a form of creative energy. Sure at first it was all about placing as much dynamite as possible to blow up the map. Which later I found out to be absolutely impossible and a waste of time. This is because Minecraft continues to generate new map data the further you go, meaning it never ends.
 Sadorath · Thu Oct 27, 2011 @ 05:54pm · 0 Comments |
