Life, is like a chess game.
You have to plan, you have to prepare, you have to practice, you may get knocked down, but the aim is always the endgame.
Life, is like a chess game.
It gets manipulative at times. Crossing players that have darker edges. That deceive you with a sudden switch - unanticipated and unknowingly you get knocked off your feet. You trust the player in the front, but the face says something that the pawns don’t. And just when you feel like you can look away - it comes back with a raging force, that stays.
Life, is like a chess game.
You find allies in the unexpected. People whose style you admire. Those who have become chess masters not by practice, but by going through that wrath that you are trying to dodge. You begin to believe that you may not be alone in this calculative world.
Life, is like a chess game.
The constant battle to knock the queen out. The tactics, the schemes the strategies. The beauty of a move - not just in its appearance but in the intention behind it. You learn how much to show, how much to hide, how much to speak and how much to reveal.
Life, is like a chess game.
You learn. You don’t take things at face value. You learnt the meaning behind the moves. You create your own path. Your own style. Your own way playing it differently; things not in any rule book. You lose some, you win others.
Life, is like a chess game.
In the squares of the monochrome board - you come to the basic realisation that there is no black and white - just shades of grey. And how you map your way through this monotonous maze, is what life and its experiences teach you. When you lose your army, you gain your truest friends. When you fall, you rise.
Life, is like a chess game.
We are all being played.
but darling, we are all players.
x
J.S
