Everyone is living in their own little world. Own habbits, checks, reflexes, reasonings, worries, goals, purposes... I've always tried to see how people are living in their little world, in their mind. Everyone seems consumed with the worst. Look at life as a game, silly pathetic horrible game we play. Seems childish kind of, even looking at an old man, if you step back and look at it all for what it really is, it is the same. To those that see these games, we cannot survive in societies very well if we do not dance the dance for their... little games. Complex is just a network of simple things usually, it's just finding them all and putting them in the right place, labeling them the right way, in your mind. And that is our world. A silly pathetic little game of many never ending games, inside our minds and showing themselves through our actions.
