Wow...

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I started a game, since I'm not doing much else successfully for the moment.  Bioshock Infinite, if you are curious.  I played the game through, straight, on easy setting, just to see what's what.  One night, clean through.  Yesterday I played for trophies.  Trophies are things you do in the game, like find certain items, look through certain devices, etc.  Again, I played it straight through.  Zouch.  I got near the end.  It didn't look like I was going to get all the collectibles.  I was going by a German, and I think the European versions are slightly to very different?  It just didn't seem to match up to my game.  Going by that, I assumed I blew it and would have to play the whole thing over, only much more carefully.  There isn't a good way to figure out what you didn't get.  As I finished the game, I noted one of the collection trophies was gotten, so I checked the others.  Inexplicably, considering the trophy guide I was following, I did get them all.  Some might be allowed to missed in one game, and found in another, but two of them at least, required a one game thing.  Bleh. 

Yeah, the European games must be different, or the player figured out how to cheat extra.  He had some stats maxed to 30 while I only had 24, and yet got the trophy...  Meh...  Done.

The thing is, it isn't just the game.  While some things, the actual events, and of course the nature of the game, the questions left behind are ones that still mar my world.  Who am I?  Perhaps even what am I?  Who and what indeed.  Most people live in the plain of the mundane.  You believe blue is blue, black is black, night and day are just that.  And that is where and what I prefer.  I just know that it isn't quite that pat.  How wrong it all is, that I don't know.  Is the world just slightly askew, in my version of things due to original sin?  Is it just we who are a little off?  Or is the whole damn thing an existence of possibilities and probabilities with no certainties of flesh.  Either way, I do believe in God.  He is the one and eternal standard and norm.  There is that, but...  This game...  Yeah...  It's bringing clarity to fuzz and that isn't always a good thing.  Hmm, I think I feel a nose bleed coming on.

I just finished most of the minor trophies.  There are a few more I want to get before delving into the hardcore mode... in which it will be unlikely to get any other trophies other than the ones for playing through that game.  That's it.  I've heard that it isn't hard, it's insane.  After playing easy and being wiped out with ease, even as a decent player, I suspect this is going to be headache inducing.  Why, then, you ask?  Well, it beats a fifth or two of hard stuff on top of a case, innit?  You relax your way, I'll relax mine.  *grins*

Somewhere through the night, as I need breaks, I will begin looking and sorting.  I have a number of minor but key items somewhere in my home.  You would think if I could survive to find hundreds of things in a virtual world that I would be able to find these things in my own home, wouldn't you?  Yeah, well, in the game, things flicker.  My black knee high engineering boots and headlamp do not flicker... not a bit...  The boots should be easy to find, they are huge.  Same with the headlamp, the area to search is small, but it could fit anywhere, or even fall behind something.  Gah! 

Dizzy.  Yes indeed.  Too much data, too many possibilities, variables and unknowns abound.  I've... had worse.  Later.