Platformation of Games

Zsolt David
2 min readJun 22, 2020

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What is a game? The subject of play. Its objects are people. Play makes people game. A game is also whatever people play. They play this whatever and with each other. It’s all part of a game. People are subjects and objects of play. Rules make people subject each other to play preceded by subjecting themselves to it. Games in this sense are rules that subject and object people to play. Rules are what people make from patterns characterized playful. Play emerges from patterns coded into rules people subject themselves to. The result of this what we call a game. This changes as patterns emerge from rules to form different rules. Play is then a series of patterns emerging from play that results in play. These playful patterns shift and change around patterns influenced by rules and people. A game is then a spatiotemporal result of the fluctuating movement of play.

It’s similar to an ocean surrounded by lands of signifiers. They hold it at bay and shape it to resemblance from resemblance to resemblances until solid platforms of resemblances emerge. Determining its beginning and end are different games characterized with not dissimilar liquid-like movements. A vaporous transformation is through which Steam hisses out followed by condensating shift in shape to form isles. By turning the Valve to open the floodgates, water spreads to cover ground familiar and unfamiliar to it. It floods arid badlands and stirs up murky swamps. When put under a magnifying glass, droplets of water evaporates during measurements which measurements then cast wave after wave that buries resemblance under resemblance.

Water engulfs shores and seeps into structures that repel and absorb. Well-oiled conventions push liquid away in habitual indifference to be slowly submerged in difference that leaves indifference indifferent until it becomes soaked with difference to emerge as different indifference. Dusty machinery of indifferent difference gobbles up liquid to satisfy its thirst that washes away dirt left behind by time’s indifference to spin up with voraciousness from quelling its thirst until it shapes into polished indifference that’s different. Epic is the change that goes through this differentiating indifference that drowns with difference until it’s washed clean to indifference.

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Zsolt David
Zsolt David

Written by Zsolt David

Writer and critic from Hungary.

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