Fantasy Worlds

I observe that quite a few friends and aquaintances are living in their little self-contained fantasy worlds. Be it an MMORPG, be it a consistent mental prison, be it a rather large chip on a shoulder, be it being a slave to a shiny machine, be it a life of servitude to an imaginery entity, it is astounding. For some, while they toil in the corporate world and the service industry, these artificial constructs provide an escape of sorts.

While some whine about their pitiful existence and blaming others, others thrive in the bliss of their fantastic worlds.

Meanwhile, the calculative and the kiasu* of this society, make their way steadily up, acquiring contacts, ascending the social ladder.

Whatever happened to people? Whatever happened to living?

*kiasu. A local Hokkien term describing someone as being 'afraid to lose'.