The room is still very dark and the keeper is still rather grim.
There isn't a whole lot more to be learnt here in truth but the middle aged man gets a name at least.
Okay he doesn't get a name he gets a title and its our guide.
Is this at all relevant to the factual side of this autobiography almost certainly to most people reading absolutely not but my I very much enjoyed writing these sections and while they do occasionally go a little crazy they all still have their own special little meanings even if most will never pick up on them I hope you'll still find some interest here.
Not for the first or last time ever the middle aged man looks confused.
“You’re the keeper of the mind?”
Not for the first or last time ever the keeper looks annoyed.
“I just said so didn’t I?”
He utters with a snap in his graveled voice.
“People don’t belong here”
The middle aged man opens his mouth to presumably ask more largely irrelevant questions on your behalf but the keeper is keen to cut him off before he has a chance.
“Almost nobody who ever enters stays so just walk through that door and don't ever return”
The middle aged man who from now on we'll call our guide because I'm tired of writing middle aged and he'll be well beyond that by the time this story is over looks at the open cheap wooden door the keeper motioned towards but instead makes his way over to the bolted steel door and slides the hatch open.
The keeper appears less than impressed that his new guest has opened the hatch and drags himself over.
“A whole world lies beyond this door, good, bad and everything in-between"
“And in here?”
Our guide presumes someone somewhere reading this would presumably ask.
The keeper snarls
“In here is what you see”
Our guide looks around and cant see a whole lot.
“I see little but darkness”
The keeper rolls his eyes and slides the hatch shut.
“Right now there is little but darkness left to see for any visitors who pass through”
“Not that too many try”
“What about those that do?”
For future reference our guide does like his questions.
“Some get as far as the door”
The keeper strokes the bolted door as if it’s a gentle lover.
“A select few even make it inside"
The keeper just stares almost blankly into our guides eyes awaiting another inevitable question.
"What happens then?”
The keeper may have been expecting it but he still sighs all the same.
The keeper grunts as he trudges back to his dark corner and slumps back to ground.
Our guide isn't all that keen on waiting a month to find out what will happen next so decides to suggest a game that might not only help pass the time but perhaps even provoke a few more words or even relevant sentences from the keeper.
"Say would you like to play a game?"
"How about Pong its a simple concept you basically just try to hit he ball"
How the keeper ever really feels about pong is still a mystery to our guide but one thing he does know for sure this book is about to take on a very different perspective.
Pong had struggled to beat off thousands of other little squares to get here.
He was born.
He was the star.
He was the name of the game.
Staring at two weird looking lines that were calling him over.
He wasn't entirely sure he could trust them but what's the worst that could happen?
The shortest factual chapter in the entire book really doesn't tell you a whole lot but if I'm going to start this thing properly then we should probably start from the very beginning!
LOCATION – Barnsley general & district hospital
TIME – early hours of the morning
DATE – February 21st 1980
Somewhere in one of the delivery rooms a baby boy was born.
Son of Marilyn and Victor (Sorry dad Vic from now on I promise) he was named Michael David.
Why Michael David?
I have No Idea.
Sometimes my mum use to say MD as in medical doctor (I lack enough human compassion for that one)
This baby had no Idea what impact he would have on the world.(If any)
Or what life had in store for him.
Many dark roads lay ahead with a few bright ones thrown in every now and again.
Love, laughter and life, heartbreak pain and death.
This kid was going to see it all.
SPECIAL NOTE – I realise the chapter is entitled creation and that creation was technically around 9 months prior
I did actually write a mini short draft version featuring a sperm and true creation but in the end I decided to leave the really crazy stuff for a few chapters time.
Chapter 1.5 The Mind
We're going back to the dark room and those two contrasting doors.
It still won't yet make all that much sense, it's still not all that convincing that the mind chapters were the best idea.
But the foundations are being laid and some brutal honesty lies ahead.
It's an autobiography foreword.
It's the part of the book where you're told pretty much what to expect in the coming chapters and of course thanking half the world for supporting you to the point of publication.
I do of course thank anyone who reads these pages.
But as for the rest lets just forget all of that and dump you into a dark room.
Welcome to the madness.
Welcome to my life and my mind.
“It's dark in here isn’t it?”
A middle aged man appears to find himself in a very small room so dimly lit he can barely even make out the walls.
“Hang on a minute while I try finding the light switch”
Some searching and a flick of a switch later.
“That’s a little better”
The room is still dark but at least things are a little more visible.
But where is he?
A quick look around gives little away.
There appears to be two doors opposite each other, one appears to be large rusty steel thing with a number of padlocks, bolts and a sliding hatch.
The second door is wooden, even more damaged than its steel counterpart, it has no bolts, no locks and isn’t even closed it appears to be blowing open and closed all on its own.
Another look around the now slightly less dimly lit room reveals another man is sat huddled in the darkest of the four dark corners.
His head buried between his legs and hidden by his arms.
As the middle aged man get closer the huddled man begins to mutter faintly.
“Don’t come any closer”
“Leave now it’s for your own good”
“How did you get in here?”
He continues as the middle aged man steps closer to him.
“Why are you here?”
“What is it you seek?”
The middle aged man asks the question he presumes most of the readers are asking?
“Who are you?”
“Where are we?”
The huddled man raises his head, his face is pale, his eyes dark and blood shot.
“I am the keeper of the mind”
He slowly replies.
“You are in the deep depths of my owner”
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Chapter 1 Creation
The next entry is rather short for a number of reasons the main one being the fact it covers little more than my birth and to be perfectly honest I don't recall a whole lot about it.
I made a promise to a very special person a long time ago that i'd on day not only write (& finish) this thing but I'd also publish it.
I don't know if anything I write in here will make much of a difference to the lives of anyone who might read a word or two of what I've been through or the occasional madness from my mind but the main goal of this story was to finally lay to rest some of my own past and hopefully ensure the second half of my life has a lot more light than the first half went through.
At the time this post is published I'm 37 years old (less than 3 months from 38) I'm a father of four and 3 more that didn't make it full term.
I've had 3 true loves in my life and a few other experiences of varying success and adventures galore.
I went through 4 deaths in 4 years from the age of 16 to 20 and then three more a few years later.
My Life chapters in this book as you probably already suspect contains the main story of my life the good, the bad and everything in between.
From my own birth to that of my kids and the deaths of some of the most important people in my life.
I'll cover school, work and life challenges I've done good things and I've done bad things all of it will be covered with brutal honesty.
Some people will hopefully appreciate such an honest assessment of my own life, while I don't doubt a few others would be more than happy to judge or frown upon some of my life choices.
This story will inevitably cost me some PR and review copies with some gaming companies and I accept that as part of business in general but some things in life are more important than what games I get for free.
Pass judgement if you so desire,
Read on if you find interest,
Enjoy if you have the urge,
And if all else fails this is a gaming website first and foremost go and enjoy some games they've certainly helped shape my own life.
The mind is a curious thing.
Life on the inside doesn't always mirror whats going happening on the outside.
No matter how good or even how bad life looks from the point of view of an outsider the personal thoughts & inner issues can often look very different.
The mind segments will offer a very different perspective on the chapter.
Often far darker, strange & often crazy, it's an artistically refreshing way to cover a variety of subjects I cover in the story section of the book as well as perhaps give insights into the madness deep within.
& if all of that wasn't enough not too far in you'll be introduced to a variety colorful, occasionally singing always questionable sheep before the end of 2018
Legacy is a gaming website & it's existence is entirely down to the impact the industry & the many games I've collected and played over the years has had on me.
These entries are one off short stories about a game either released during the period of the previous chapter or a game that continued to be popular during the time.
As with the mind segments these entries wont be for everyone.
While i'll try keep the topics at least vaguely in the context of the chapter these stories are tributes to the games and the industry that has helped me through life.
This book will cover a vast range subjects and events.
Not all will be suitable or acceptable to all readers.
Bad language won't litter every page but will be present in places.
Any developer or publisher that feels it can't or won't work with Legacy because of anything featured in this section of the website is unfortunate but the aim of this project is to lay a lot of daemons to rest and potentially help others in need in the process.
Nothing will be changed to suit others
1 Chapter 3 parts
The main (Traditional) part of the Autobiography
An alternate view of the chapter from a different perspective.
Each chapter will include a short story based on a game either released or popular during the time the chapter is based.
They'll follow the chapters general theme.
When will this be updated?
I aim to publish this on the first weekend of each month
The aim is to publish this on one of the two middle weekends of the month.
The aim is to publish on the last weekend of each month.
There are a lot of chapters to get through and this is very much a multi year project I hope at least a few of you will find some interest here.
Certain chapters on these pages include songs I feel well represent the chapter or my feelings rather well (they must do because I have almost zero interest in music)
None of these songs can be downloaded on Legacy but we will include links to online options where they can be Legally purchased.
Any removal request will be accepted and acted upon.
Everyone in this book is mentioned on a first name only basis.
In the unlikely event anyone included actually bothers to read this you'll realise all events included are true and accurate you might not like it but it doesn't make things less true.
I left the last names off (Except where a person is named by surname only) because this book is about me and me alone of course interactions with others have played their part but naming everyone good or bad who I've ever come across just seems pointless.
If you write your own book you can do anything you so desire.