Video Games as Art

During a particularly anxious morning, I find myself using my known good chillout remedy: Hot tea, rainymood.com, and the soundtrack to the video game Journey.

Journey holds a special place in my heart. For those of you who haven’t played it, it’s an incredibly simple game that’s exclusive to the PS4. There are no words. No instructions. No fight mechanics. You walk, jump, glide and chirp. That’s it. Yet there is still a story to the game which is slowly uncovered as you move from area to area through images and hieroglyphs. By the end you’ve seen the ups and downs of a civilization, seen despair, and finally in the end beautifully executed hope. And while the game itself is incredible in it’s ability to convey so much with so little, what really stuck with me is the multiplayer.

During your journey other players can pop in and out of your game. It’s not required, you aren’t prompted. You have no idea who this other human being is with no gamer tag and no method of communication outside of a simple “chirp” which also serves to refill each other’s ability to jump and glide. My first time playing this game I met one such soul at the very beginning. Wandering around, I see this person in the distance. He chirped, I chirped back. We started following each other around, and if we found a secret area, or an item increase our ability to glide, we’d sit there and chirp like mad until the other person got it too. If one of us paused, the other waited. And as we played, and gained longer glide abilities, we were so able to time our chirping to each other so perfectly that we no longer had to walk, we flew through every level together.

I remember getting to the very end, and for a moment, I’d lost him. I had no idea where he’d gone and I worried. There was no way I was finishing this without him and I was steps away from the game’s final moments. And I remember the relief when he appeared again. In that beautifully done finale of the game, the two of us soared together and I just remember thinking “how on earth is it that this simple non-verbal game could make me feel a bond with a complete stranger like this?”. And as the final credits finish, it shows you the gamertag of the people you met on your journey, and for me there was only 1. That’s when we got a ping through the playstation network, from that person, just saying “Thanks for the journey :)”.

I play a pretty wide spread of games, but one common thread among my favorites list are games that can make you feel something. And I don’t mean just good feelings either. I believe in experiencing the whole gambit life has to offer. I’ve played games that make me terrified. Games that made me reevaluate my views on topics, sometimes by challenging my beliefs in ways that may not be comfortable. Games that have made me feel a connection to completely fictional characters, and even some that have brought my close to tears.  It is a medium that drives home emotion in ways that no other method ever has managed for me. No movie or book has ever managed to make me scared, thoughtful, accomplished, happy or invested the way a well executed video game can. It’s in this ability to invoke emotion that makes me label video games “Art”.

Journey reminds me that you can have a meaningful connection with a complete stranger, and that hopefully even if it’s simple, brief and in passing, that it can make all the difference in someone’s day. For me the memory of that interaction brings me a smile, even on what would otherwise be a crumby morning.

Cyborg Life – Year 3.5 Update

My last post was in 2016!? God damn it’s been a while since I’d written anything.

I’ve had a few people messaging me lately asking questions about how the nerve stimulator is doing. It’s been 3 and a half years now, so I figure now’s a good time for an update!

So let’s start with the question I’ve been getting lately: Is it still worth it? Dear gods, yes.  I don’t need earplugs or glasses anymore. I haven’t had to take anything other than over the counter pain meds for my head in *years*. I’m still at about an 80% pain reduction. The headache is still there, but when I’m focused on things I can forget it’s there. I can’t remember what it’s like to be 100% without pain, but life with 20%  of what I had before is perfectly fine for me.

What’s life been like on the stim? Well it gave me my life back. Being off drugs made me feel more stable, no more having to wonder “is that how I feel, or is it the drugs?” There was a period of self discovery after being on meds for so long, and I found new hobbies, I could be more adventurous. Once I had a good grip on who “post-mind altering drugs” Donna was, I felt I could date again. I don’t go through metal detectors anymore at airports, and I can’t scuba dive because my battery isn’t tested past 10 meters of pressure, but aside from that my stim doesn’t stop me from doing anything.

Issues? Well, there are some things aside from the airport and scuba diving that can cause issues. One is that my fiance’s stove is a demon stove. He had bought an induction stove before we started dating, and very quickly realized I cannot be in the same room when it’s turned on. Want to guess what shouldn’t be mixed with electrical currents being run to your face? If you guessed giant magnets, you win! There is a safety feature that my device will turn off under some situations, but sadly induction stoves is not one of them and the current to my face becomes all kinds of weird when I get too close. So no cooking on the stove for me.

Tragic, I know.

Sadly more and more hotels are using induction in their breakfast bars and hot buffets as well, and I’ve walked face first into electro-magnetic walls accidentally before. I travel a lot for work, so I’m just very wary of breakfast buffets these days.

Another one I get: How long did it take your hair to grow back? So, I kept my head shaved for a while, because I actually loved the look of it. The last time I shaved my head was August 2015, where a drunk man with a green beard bic’d my head so that we could put henna on it for Tough Mudder Toronto (thanks Andy!). I’d kept long hair on one side, and shaved on the other until I was ready to grow out the shaved bit. By October 2015 I opt’d to cut the long parts to my shoulder and by May 2016 both sides were cut even and short. Now, 3 and a half years later, my hair is pretty much the same long length I had pre-surgery.

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So how’s the battery life? As of Feb 2018, I was at about 45%. So they estimated I’d probably be out of juice around fall 2019. Now, there is a small hitch in this plan which I mentioned to my neurosurgeon. I’m getting married in September 2019, and I don’t really want to be incapacitated by a killer headache, and if possible would like to avoid being in recovery from surgery when I say my vows. However, my amazing doc has said no problem, and they’re going to do my replacement this fall.

Whats next? Battery upgrade! I’m currently running the Medtronic PrimeAdvance, and the plan is to move me to the RestoreSesnsor.  One of my favorite features is that the new one is rechargeable! I only have to have it replaced around every 9 years now and from what I’ve read online I should have to charge for about 1 hour a week with an induction charging pad on my chest. The other advantage is that this new one is smaller, and round. Right now I’ve got a bump in my chest that sticks out because the existing model has corners. This new one should smooth things out a bit.

Old New
Battery Type Non-Rechargeable Rechargeable
Weight 67g (2.4oz) 45g (1.6oz)
Height 65 mm (2.6 in) 54 mm (2.1 in)
Length 49 mm (1.9 in) 54 mm (2.1 in)

 

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So there we have it! Cyborg life in a nutshell. As always, if folks have questions feel free to leave them below or send me a message. I’m always happy when someone who is trying to learn more about NDPH or Occipital Neuralgia is trying to learn more, so if I can be a resource I am happy to help.