I was thinking.. life is like a game of pool

i dont know if anyone here enjoys billiards..

i was thinking how life is like a game of pool.. you crack up the racks and a bunch of balls go flying everywhere.. the object of the game is to sink every ball without missing...

you line up your shot, taking all you know at that moment into consideration... in your minds eye one must see the ball going in the pocket... it begins there... we have to see ourselves making the shot before we ever atttempt ...

life is like that i thhink.... i love pool

Oooh wow. That's a cool analogy!

(((((((((((( NoWhereToRun ))))))))))))))
I love pool too, your analogy is so very true.

Played many times with a bloody mary over lunch.
But by the end of lunch it was difficult to get the que to hit the ball.

Maybe that is why I'm such a failure at life.

((((( nowhere )))))

kebsfroggy - i love your avatar, it cracks me up! (((hugs)))

nowhere,

yes! i see this clearly.

probably why i had difficulties with my timing in life. the cart before the horse thing. being impatient - missing the shot. not concentrating on my moves - missing the shot. going way too fast - missing the shot. not seeing the route in it's entirety - missing the shot. not having set the goal to make the shot - missing the shot.

i can go on and on.

fortunately, life has slowed me down enough to take things in as they really are and respond according - thereby - making a few shots in a row here and there.

thanks for sharing this very clear picture with us.
it certainly helps with one of my main problems - timing.

peace,
night

((Christina)))) ty so much for seeing that connection i so poorly tried to make!

((((ice)))) your loving hugs are always appreciated hon

((froggy)) if anyone can take a mental obstacle course from my the unlit hallways of my mind and turn it into a scenario i can relate to in real life, its you... thanks for the smiles

((nightbird)))) timing... interesting... something ive spent time thinking about also.... in the course of my 1st ego collapse, that was a damagin outcme.. the loss of timing.. in conversations and just about every breathe i toook.. i was not in time..... interested t hear more of your thoughts if you'd like to share more about timing.. ty

((nowheretorun)))))))))
I sorta giggle when i saw this.......;not really a funny thou...

The last year I spent in high school....well I guess i was not in school

if i was out playing pool.......SHhh not the perfect sheep........

I would arrive at school ..go to home room....and well leave....

Me and a couple other friends went to the local out of the way bar......

Yes it opened at 8 am......I have never been much of a drinker....but

could play pool.......and cards.......lol...

Everyone else drank while I drank pepsi..........that was one aim at the

game I choose right.........

I most of the time won at pool and cards before going back to school

I know your all shocked by the sheep..........that was my last year of

school

I guess where I was going with this was had my aim been better I

would have been in class ...where I should have been.......

Had I lined the balls up correct for the right pockets life may have

been different..........or maybe it all happened the way it was suppose

too......As I took my best shot...........Along the way I learned each

pocket or ball holds a different way of life for each person..........

One shot taught me kindness, another respect for ppl of all ways of

life.........most of all that everyone mattered.......those days taught me

alot.......I still love to play pool...................I guess it was just the way it

was meant to be.......................

Muffy

just the sheeps thoughts

One added note if kids are reading this.......not the way to go....finish

school learn all you can.....you will have enough

time to learn how to

play pool

I think life is just more than a game of pool. It's a game of practice and perseverance. You not only need to picture the ball in the pocket but acquire all the knowledge necessary to get it there.

The goal of the game may be to run the table but it will take a lot more that just visualizing the out come for your goal to be achieved.

I can picture myself hitting the ball into the pocket. But I must also know where the cue must hit the ball (high, left, low, right, center on) and with what force (too much or too little) to achieve my goal. That is the part that takes practice, practice, practice

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I think life is just more than a game of pool. It's a game of practice and perseverance. You not only need to picture the ball in the pocket but acquire all the knowledge necessary to get it there.

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remembering as a child when i saw my first pool table how interesting and fascinating it was to me.... the light reflecting off the shiny pool balls... the great mystery began...

i watched the older guys line up on the ball.. i watched how they casually joked, and then, when it was time to take the shot, all became quiet...

that was the shooters moment.. when, out of respect and regard, everyone became still and let the shooter concentrate... how good it could be if that was always the case in real life...

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yes! i see this clearly.

probably why i had difficulties with my timing in life. the cart before the horse thing. being impatient - missing the shot. not concentrating on my moves - missing the shot. going way too fast - missing the shot. not seeing the route in it's entirety - missing the shot. not having set the goal to make the shot - missing the shot.

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It's a game of practice and perseverance.

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it is....

the spirit of the game is to allow your partner the same quiet time before he/she takes her shot.. a sort of mutual respect and understanding that each allows the other without a spoken agreement being made... strangers and friends.. ive seen it over and over... this common consideration for each other as they compete.... ive even watched them observe and compliment one another.. offering helpful tips to each other.. learning together in a true spirit of friendship and respect...

sometimes its not all that tho..

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((nowheretorun)))))))))
I sorta giggle when i saw this.......;not really a funny thou...

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its ok to giggle.. i try to occasionally..

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The last year I spent in high school....well I guess i was not in school

if i was out playing pool.......SHhh not the perfect sheep........

I would arrive at school ..go to home room....and well leave....

Me and a couple other friends went to the local out of the way bar......

Yes it opened at 8 am......I have never been much of a drinker....but

could play pool.......and cards.......lol...

Everyone else drank while I drank pepsi..........that was one aim at the

game I choose right.........

I most of the time won at pool and cards before going back to school

I know your all shocked by the sheep..........that was my last year of

school

I guess where I was going with this was had my aim been better I

would have been in class ...where I should have been.......

Had I lined the balls up correct for the right pockets life may have

been different..........or maybe it all happened the way it was suppose

too......As I took my best shot...........Along the way I learned each

pocket or ball holds a different way of life for each person..........

One shot taught me kindness, another respect for ppl of all ways of

life.........most of all that everyone mattered.......those days taught me

alot.......I still love to play pool...................I guess it was just the way it

was meant to be.......................

Muffy

just the sheeps thoughts

One added note if kids are reading this.......not the way to go....finish

school learn all you can.....you will have enough

time to learn how to

play pool

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thanks for sharing this muffy... i pictured you more of a librarian than pool hustler lol ((muffy)))))

i came back and read this a little more.. for a frog of little brain, you gave me enuf to think about Kebs.. this is why i love pool so much... the correlations... thanks for so much input

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I can picture myself hitting the ball into the pocket. But I must also know where the cue must hit the ball (high, left, low, right, center on) and with what force (too much or too little) to achieve my goal. That is the part that takes practice, practice, practice

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after 20 yrs of practice, im beginning to get to this level now.. i used to enjoy slamming the balls in as hard as i could just for the imagery and sound of it... it gave me a rush.. and even if i didnt make the shot as intended, the ball was sure to do something exciting anyway... loved to watch them rebound in precise geometric calculations... but never an exact science... each table unique.. each ball spread unique.. the lighting conditions and crowd atmosphere all unique....

concentrating despite all other distractions.. learning to flow with the distractions... taking all known factors at all times into account...

and even then, with so much perfection and concentration... the unexpected is a factor....

what a game

(((((((((((((( nowheretorun )))))))))))))))

I wish you a thousand games of pool and all the enjoyment and satisfaction you will have.

thanks for being friends

(((Fuzzy)))))))))



(((Kebby)))))

I like to play pool too.

Like you said the rush, the concentration, the atmosphere, the aim, it does look like life sometime.

Very interesting post.

thanks Justgiving

nowheretorun

(((mountainstream)))))))) thanks again

why is my cue bent?

lol

it's like being on the beam ... on the right spot ... something I was not consistent with as many things in life threw me for a loop.

being distracted, and even disoriented at times, heart-broken, or struggling to get through one thing after another, i feel i missed the mark more times than not.
one struggle after another was the proof. i'd see others lives less affected than mine, and it scared me. things were difficult, and overwhelming for quite a few years for me.

my timing was off so bad, do to the problems i had, that by the time i figured things out or could get things squared away to actually be in a position to do something - i'd missed the opportunity already.

that's how i see my timing in the past.

thankfully, now i have less responsibility, less contact with disruptive people, and my ill mother who did great harm to my life personally, has passed away ... so i've created a safe haven from where i can do what i can handle - and not take on what i cannot, for whatever reason.

my timing is improving because i am now able to make things happen - instead of missing the boat, i'm steering it.

i still make mistakes, but my timing i am accountable for now, as i am no longer a victim to others, or circumstances, or my own disability.

i feel more empowered, and am a more cautious person, able to think things all the way thru, so i can shot a game of pool the way it needs to be played, and be a better partner or competitor in the game, and reliable where i will come through with the shots, that is ... unless the unexpected comes up ... and if i'm having a bad day, i'll take a raincheck.

that's my timing thing.

peace and love,
night




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why is my cue bent?

lol

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a good stick really matters.. ive kidded myself a time or two about grabbing a branch out of the yard and just seeing what happens.. make do with it.. really test my skill lol

((nightbird)))) need time to process your thoughts on timing.. ty

i had to laugh to myself this morning...

wonder if primitive pool games were played with branches and rocks.. lol sometimes i dream too much aw

still pondering (((nightbird))))))

(((nowheretorun)))

not to worry dear person

peace a;ways,
night

((nightbird)))))))

ive enjoyed what you've added along with everyone.. i brought your previous post out and also your subsequent statements about timing....

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probably why i had difficulties with my timing in life. the cart before the horse thing. being impatient - missing the shot. not concentrating on my moves - missing the shot. going way too fast - missing the shot. not seeing the route in it's entirety - missing the shot. not having set the goal to make the shot - missing the shot.

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i can picture the scene ... the balls are spread across the table... one teacher told me how every ball on the table matters.. each has its place and purpose....

i take my time, i look at the way the balls align with each other.. i imagine 'the run' .. sometimes its hard to see.. for everything to work, cue ball placement is the controlling factor.. getting the cue ball to the last shot and making it is the goal... a long way to go before that happens tho..

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I can picture myself hitting the ball into the pocket. But I must also know where the cue must hit the ball (high, left, low, right, center on) and with what force (too much or too little) to achieve my goal. That is the part that takes practice, practice, practice

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like life... just where to toouch to send the ball rolling in just the right way... how hard, how soft.. what specicic spot on the ball will achieve the goal?

i'm standing there, chalking my stick, looking it over... the stick has to slide across my hand bridge smoothly.. hand chalk helps... the tip of the cue stick matters... the smoothness of the felt on the table.. in a professional establishment, management knows these elements are important, in fact critical...

professional management will do its best to give the players the best and cleanest equipment available.. some of these games are high stakes (tho thats hardly discussed openly in public)

optimally, the table is one of the finest, but, sometimes, the table is less than perfect... adjustments are needed.. maybe the table is squared perfectly with the floor or the slate is warped... perfect shots wont work right under those conditions... a case of being perfect in an imperfect environment happens for some people at times... elements outside our control.. like life sometimes....

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it's like being on the beam ... on the right spot ... something I was not consistent with as many things in life threw me for a loop.

being distracted, and even disoriented at times, heart-broken, or struggling to get through one thing after another, i feel i missed the mark more times than not.
one struggle after another was the proof. i'd see others lives less affected than mine, and it scared me. things were difficult, and overwhelming for quite a few years for me.

my timing was off so bad, do to the problems i had, that by the time i figured things out or could get things squared away to actually be in a position to do something - i'd missed the opportunity already.

that's how i see my timing in the past.

thankfully, now i have less responsibility, less contact with disruptive people, and my ill mother who did great harm to my life personally, has passed away ... so i've created a safe haven from where i can do what i can handle - and not take on what i cannot, for whatever reason.

my timing is improving because i am now able to make things happen - instead of missing the boat, i'm steering it.

i still make mistakes, but my timing i am accountable for now, as i am no longer a victim to others, or circumstances, or my own disability.

i feel more empowered, and am a more cautious person, able to think things all the way thru, so i can shot a game of pool the way it needs to be played, and be a better partner or competitor in the game, and reliable where i will come through with the shots, that is ... unless the unexpected comes up ... and if i'm having a bad day, i'll take a raincheck.

that's my timing thing.

peace and love,
night

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and this is where timing and distractions blend for me... moving with the people around me... letting the conversation end before taking the shot... then.. silence and concentration ...

(in the old commercial this where the chip eating guy takes a big bite of the super crunchy potato chip and ruins the poor guys shot)

in real life we like to try and overcome obstacles... its better that way... so we practice and practice and practice...

timing, lighting, equipment, knowledge, environment, skill, practice.............

probably left something out, just like i do in life at times.... but its fun to try... its great when the practice begins to show signs of working... its something that can be learned, like life....

thanks to everyone for your thoughts... going to do some practicing now....

peace all