At times i feel like im stuck inside a glass jar. Sitting, playing a game...a game i dont want to play anymore..i wake up and the pieces are all still

here. "Why am i still playing this?" i ask. "Because other people want you to play with them." "Why is that so important? Why do they want ME to keep playing?" "So they could have access to your money and your comfort. Not just the comfort of the money and how you fit in to the whole system of money, but--" "Of course this is just about money--" i reply. "This isnt just about the money. I'd be lying if i didnt say it was a perk. Your Being provides comfort through advice, not just to me but all your students. You were born to be a leader. A teacher. A guide. That's something that No One can have enough of. We like having a leader, especially one that is knowledgeable and has successfully lived through life, mostly alone..." I look around at the pieces on the board game. I close my eyes. I think that the pieces and the colors and the pretend money are all still there. For a moment I wonder if i can make them disappear. I open my eyes; I know they are there. I see them. I don't want the game to end. But i dont want to keep playing. That voice returns, " I understand that you don't want to play anymore. I understand that you feel you've contributed all that you can and there are very few ears willing to listen to you anymore--- I like you...I like you Here. With Me."