There is an invisible game being played, a game as old as language itself. The battlefield is your mind, and the prize is your heart. It is a game of control, played over who gets to dictate to others what to believe is real, and to the victors go the power to shape the future of our beautiful planet. Think of it like chess; Those who aspire to dictate what is real are like the players moving the pieces, and the rest of us are like pieces being moved by an unseen hand. We all have a place on the board, and we all have a choice in how we play the game.