• Can anyone be a God? Absolutely not. A human being can cherish their life until it is time to say goodbye. Only can one feel the joyous consumption of life. I, myself, haven’t said goodbye yet. . .but soon. . .I hope to do so. It all started with a pawn in first hand. The mover can’t move the pawn at all during their chess game. A pawn may have so many opportunities, but it must first advance to the next stage.
    Pawn. It is the first stage in which God knows is the most harmful to the human race. Once in an open environment, it could be harmed and could possibly need more guidance than ever for it is only taking its first steps. Moreover, it goes to mingle and finally has peers beside them. They have fully taken charge of their life. Nethertheless, it needs a little balance in their life and still needs the guidance of a mother and father depending on the sex. Can someone decide ones faith? Not likely. Faith doesn’t mean anything. A future is what brings us here today, doing many things, and keep on living.
    Knight. Responsibility is taken into play. From a pawn to a knight is more troublesome. More work and more frustration. The life of a knight can only hope to come from a community of education and settle down in their humble heaven. One can only predict their hunger to go to the beyond and do what their heart tells them. More paths to take and many appealing courses to view for the new world. Doctor. Policeman. Artist. Teacher. These can be their path to a happy life as a successor.
    Tis’ all well for both the pawn and knight, but as for the king and queen. . .things may turn for the better to the worse. The king and queen are the most sacred and most fragile pieces during a chess game. God, as well as the Devil, can easily win a game as long as the king and queen are into play. Life is endless. Though the king and queen are the wisest out of all pieces. That’s what makes growing old, worth it. The wisest can conquer those of the fools. They either live beyond amongst us or live in peace on the sacred dirt of the plant. We give them our blesses and many prayers for their wise minds.
    Checkmate! The game is over. We shake hands and move on. Oh we plea! With such victory, can anyone ever tell who won? Life isn’t just decided on who wins or loses . . .because life is never either. It is neutral. As a pawn grows and moves on to a knight and thus to a king or queen, life has ended. It is best for life to end naturally then to end it sooner. Reason for being is suicide is just another way of telling God that you quit.” You can’t fire me—I quit!”. Is anyone a quitter?
    Sufficing to say. . .all I can say is nothing. The game was played well, unless the mover is wise and knows what their future is. The mover is the pawn.