Iconoclast said:
back in the days i was fascinated by the whole demo-scene on the C64, and it is the reason why i am a graphics designer today. (inspired me to learn about creating graphics on a computer)
while computer games prevented me from finishing school, they indirectly provided me with an alternate career opportunity.
and i've never regretted not completing school.
Incredible! I was active in polish Amiga scene in mid nineties and I've chosen my profession due to various influences and connections from that time! I was creating bitmap gfx and I haven't reached the "top" at any "party" back then, but was fortunate enough to know personally some of the most talented guys and learn a lot from them.
Iconoclast said:
while computer games prevented me from finishing school, they indirectly provided me with an alternate career opportunity. and i've never regretted not completing school.
Like in your case, Iconoclast, computer games (especially adventure ones) were the source of hell lot of fun and knowledge (english language) and partly inspired me to choose my professionon one hand, but on the other - they have caused me so much problems, that it is hard to recount them all.
I was glued to computer screen since the end of primary school, and it was fine, but in the secondary school it became an ultimate escape from reality. I was troubled therefore I was playing games, thus neglecting my responsibilites, which in turn caused more problems, so I had even more reasons to hide within virtual world. It was a vicious loop, the one which still haunts me from time to time.
One of the problems connected with video games is that they provide instant feedback, instant gratification, which very often suffices to make one feel good, no matter how immaterial and insignificant "the succes" really is. Not much challenge, not much effort, but still, one can be a "winner". Compared with challenges in ordinary life, not mentioning esoteric Work, one gets "results" very fast. NO ONE wants to be a looser, so if he can be a winner, even a winner in virtual universe, you can bet he'll go for it.
Addiction to games seems to be like any other addiction. One cannot just quit, cold turkey. I tried it many times, only to be snapped by an urge to play afterwards. Forcibly putting games away by means of "willpower" (the artificial one) I was later literally struck by one hundred ton command "PLAY", coming back at me like it was tied to the bungee cord.
ScioAgapeOmnis said:
Now imagine this, the sky gets dark, the wind starts blowing and your windows shake, and suddenly your xbox loses its "power". What is going through your mind at that second? I'm sure it's not "Boy am I glad I spent the last few moments of my life enjoying a good goblin chase!", but by then, regrets will not matter anymore. If we really understood the seriousness, the true terror and urgency of our predicament, games would be the LAST thing on our mind. It's literally like sitting in the middle of a nuclear holocaust, and as buildings are blown up around you and people are dying as a dark cloud descends, you're very busy trying to get mario to jump over that big block at the end of level 3 and are getting all flustered doing it too. That's really, without much exaggeration, how ridiculous it is at this point in time.
I hear you, friend. And I absolutely agree with you - it is ridiculous and a rational man needs no more to know. But, so often we loose our rationality.
If I can slip here a little bit of my history again, I can tell that many, many times I acted completely irrationaly, even facing very troublesome consequences - and all of this was connected with games. During school - if I had an exam next day, many times I was playing till three o'clock in the morning, only to suddenly stop and think "oh my God, what have I done - I'm tired, I haven't learned a bit and I have only five hours to do figure something out". Usually, this extremely erratic behaviour followed some pattern, the same sequence of actions - like a coffe; a bath; game; a break; a cigarette; a movie; a cigarette; a game; SNAP - sun rises and I'm in deep s**t.
Similar situations repeated during my professional career. At times, I managed to "save the day" by excruciating effort, followed by complete exhaustion and illness. BUT, there were times that IT WAS REALLY TOO LATE and I COULD DO ABSOLUTELY NOTHING about it. It gives me shivers, but I have to face the possibility that such scenario can repeat, being an ULTIMATE end for me. Thanks God for the shocks I find here, so they manage to wake me up from feeblemindedness.