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Poker place/face

Good day , if you may my fellows.  I see the sun is taking his path through the clouds and maybe gives me a sign, to start to create. If this is your first time on my blog, you may think that writing is a very easy process. You stay in front of the desktop and start to… Stop,stop – I do not want to lose you in the beginning of this article.

The birth of idea, of this story was one week ago, when I saw a black cat crossing my way, when I was turning back home from the gym. I asked myself, how come that intelligent beings as humans, can be so superstitious. Is it about the belief in good and bad luck? Is it about the will to discover and have faith in some mysteries and hardly to be explained matters of life and death? Or we want to disguise our dreams that way, that only other common people to us, to recognize and feel it ?

One of the games with more or most superstitions , which are implemented in it, is poker. Maybe the leadership can be taken from time to time by casino, but in our case , the main focus is on the game with cards. Poker has a deep magic, if you are a creator , author, mathematician , man of arts, photographer, sport guy or a woman, you will see yourself in simple situations of this game, or when you watch some big tournament on the TV, you will see some of the best players in the world, do have resemblance with you. Poker stages , poker scenes are kind of gladiator battles in the Colloseo. You are fighting for the life of your dream, and you are trying to convince all the other opponents on the table that your brain is sharper, your reactions and reflexes are moreover like of a tiger, than of a human being. You are also fighting with your superstitions all of the time.

I ask myself from time to time, am I superstitious that much to be a great poker player? I am , but playing poker is not my best side. Yes, I can give you betting advice, I can tell you how to win on roulette and slots, but the big love magic between me and poker, just had not happened by this moment 🙂 I like all of the aspects of the game, I had played with friends and online of poker tables and tourneys,but the species where not in my heart. I had also worked in one of the most popular poker rooms in the world for a year. I am in the game, but the game is not in me. Something had to be changed, something which will destroy my images about that game, and that will make me shiver just when I think of a man holding 2 cards on the river calling in Texas Hold ‘Em madness….

It was one of those normal and too routine days, when nothing happened – going to work, meeting the same people, drinking beer in the same pubs, going to another bars  etc. Even if I was searching for an adventure, I could not bear or afford to see it, because I was blinded by the grey daily routine picture . I came to home and opened  my e-mail. There was a notification by  stranger, he was asking me to attend some special place with him. Risk is in my soul, I accepted.

Do you know , that one of the best decisions in our lives have been taken spontaneously ? Best choices are made when the brain is having interference for a 0.05 % of its capacity. There is a moment when instincts, senses and brain power act like  super weapon- laser that can hit from any distance.

We took the plane several days after the mystic letter in my mail box. My new friend explained me all and was wanting me to participate in action that was about to took pace in the last 48 hours. I had a special role and just keep patience to learn and see what it was.  Maybe special roles, open and provoke special senses and emotions ?

We landed in some island. I was kindly asked to have a blindfold .. During the upcoming 48 hours, I was about to be this way because it was about to be a great poker tournament between very powerful and famous men and women from all around the globe, who would not have wanted their eyes to be seen by  stranger. My friend convinced them ,that I will only present there with a blindfold all the time, the competition was held. I was shaking, trembling and wanting all this to start . Will my attitude and perception for poker change upside down and forever till I am lasting on this planet ?

It was an experience , that has no price. I was blind, but with my ears sharpened more like a lasers. I heard the hearts of the winners and losers, I heard their glasses when they were sipping whiskey or just trembling nervously with their fingers , when they had bad beat. I heard  and understood different types of laughs, screams, shouts, even tears. It was not only a game of poker , it was a game of domination, game of one of the best minds in our century. In front of the cards and the tables with chips , they were all equal. They all wanted to be the stars and I was the star in the shadow – the blind , but most provoked and happiest star of all , that was happening around me. I began to realize on the second day what actually poker is about. Why is this all passion involved in it? Why people go crazy or go desperate? I realized why the masters of big buff are most likely non crowned world champions of chess. I have to say big thanks to me close friend Mr. Green for the another portion of lessons and great experience he gave me. Maybe I am blessed with friend like this. You can also stay and begin part of the society of green players he had created. Do not rush just make it right now, he has prepared a lot of games for you . Maybe he has that special one, that will make your brain shiver for a week or more ……