what do you do with a ghost? can't touch it, but it can, when and if it feels like it, materialize, phase into this reality, and affect those around, but to push back, to push through air, and space, what do you do with an object you can't move, but can feel touch taste see and hear? just out of reach, just out of grasp, unable to affect or change, but the object remains, a force, effect, cause and reason, a reed that doesn't bend in the wind because the wind blows, the air flows, the the reed, it isn't quite there, but it can, phasing, in and out of reality and immateriality, what matters and what does not, lines crossed, stepped over drawn in dirt or sand, well defined chalk lines, on the line and you're out, those are the rules, but what if there's no game? when everything accepted and abided by everyone, suddenly becomes null and void, the game changes, there isn't a game, but there is, sometimes matches and series to decide champions when the prize is already won, it it's just a pencil, and some paper, or a park bench, or a kite on a windy day.