“Ballin’” has altered the flow of my lifeblood
When I first installed “Ballin’” to my phone at the behest of my love, I expected merely the sort of game that could, perhaps, be placed below “Family Guy” clips on a short-form internet video, or that could be played and played and played as the miles inch by and as one’s mind slowly escapes to elsewhere, on a train ride to a destination unknown. Yet, when I began to play, I was faced with a new possibility, more wonderful than I could ever imagine.
Have you ever heard of the “Tetris Effect”, brother-by-distant-association? Where one plays so much Tetris that they begin to see the blocks fall into any open space, where the only images in their mind become those of rotating pieces to fill empty space- and therein lies the precise structure of the state i now find myself in. Since playing “Ballin’” for the first time, each road I passed would find itself, in my eyes, with its own ball. I would optimize every path forward only for the passage of that wonderful orb of hidden knowledge. This was my duty in life. This was my sacred purpose!
And then I kept playing. The visions grew stronger, stronger, stronger. Every moment I was not playing, my hands would shake and shudder and my very bones would seem to twist and buckle and I would feel a great pit open up within me, the hunger of a dying man. I needed “Ballin’”, and somewhere in the depths of my heart I knew another, more sacred truth. “Ballin’” needed me.
Now I stand, at my most beautiful apotheosis. As I dictate this review, I have not even taken my eyes off the screen, for I fear to do so would be to interrupt the glorious change I feel grip me from the inside out. Were you to examine my brain, to take scans of my bones and tissue, I hope you may only see one thing. A ball, traveling down the track, never ceasing, never ending.
5/5 good game play it
Have you ever heard of the “Tetris Effect”, brother-by-distant-association? Where one plays so much Tetris that they begin to see the blocks fall into any open space, where the only images in their mind become those of rotating pieces to fill empty space- and therein lies the precise structure of the state i now find myself in. Since playing “Ballin’” for the first time, each road I passed would find itself, in my eyes, with its own ball. I would optimize every path forward only for the passage of that wonderful orb of hidden knowledge. This was my duty in life. This was my sacred purpose!
And then I kept playing. The visions grew stronger, stronger, stronger. Every moment I was not playing, my hands would shake and shudder and my very bones would seem to twist and buckle and I would feel a great pit open up within me, the hunger of a dying man. I needed “Ballin’”, and somewhere in the depths of my heart I knew another, more sacred truth. “Ballin’” needed me.
Now I stand, at my most beautiful apotheosis. As I dictate this review, I have not even taken my eyes off the screen, for I fear to do so would be to interrupt the glorious change I feel grip me from the inside out. Were you to examine my brain, to take scans of my bones and tissue, I hope you may only see one thing. A ball, traveling down the track, never ceasing, never ending.
5/5 good game play it
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