From within the field or board of play, the rules of the game maintain relative (or apparent) coherency. Imagine our surprise when we discover that this game has rules and structure but no possible Archimedean overview or metaphysical anchor, no meaning or purpose. The purpose of the game then becomes (transparently) the self-perpetuation of the game itself.
Not unlike the logic of a Mutually Assured Destruction in which the nameless horror of game’s end perpetuated the unrelenting oscillations and perturbations of balance and power across the board: this game can not end any more than life can end, or allow itself to end. Otherwise rendered: this life is the game in which we seek to offset, displace and distance ourselves from the completion and closure implicit in the rules and logic by which we play. This logic is such that an endpoint (through which our own self is reflexively and aspirationally invoked or defined) is the inevitable destination and completion of the task but simultaneously represents the complete and utter invalidation of all rules and abstracted purposes or meanings acquired and cultivated during the evolution of the game. To win this game is to lose all.
Logic and rationality require a direction and closure which can only ever invalidate their own internal rules and validation; consequently, we maintain blindspots and self-hindering (collective) neuroses to keep us separate from an attainment of closure and finality. The distance and difference from the goal provide space to grow and to continue to exist. It is a subtle entanglement.