Monday, March 22, 2010

If Only I Could….

If Only I Could….

i wrote the poem with some mistakes. since i write always in a hurry so as not to lose the idea or image of things in my head, i procrastinate too, and normally dont repair the mistakes since i feel my main task is done, to say something that’s bothering me. Also the picture of the girl is really corny now that i come to think of it, but i needed just something to make more evident the frame of mind i was in when i was writing. but here is the way it should have been written, more or less. If only I could stop thinking in chess and life….a poem by Kyran Your blog changes have been submitted. « Blogs home Submitted by kyranlucien on Mon, 03/22/2010 at 12:51pm. If only I could stop thinking in chess and life, Juat not thinking , feeling or minding. My chess pieces die too, like any normal human being. If I take a Knight One of my bishops will follow down a path where there’s nothing else but silence, long lasting death, what for…..? Is it better to be a coward…? is it better not to fight when a full, huge scope of ways are opening just in front of your staggered eyes…..? Is it better to hide in the most cryptic realm of your fears…. The principle of conciouss life offends my inteligence, There are no ancillary roads, there are no secondary choices or palliative strategies, there are no such things even when you play with them crooked ideas in your mind, you’re bound to make choices here you kill or die, here, there is no point of return, you enter the game to be done with it, and if you dont move and lose without fighting, shame on you…!!! you must be horribly depressed, you might not find a moment’s peace in your disillusion, but you must play the game like you live your life, and if you lose, then, well, something in your world is going terribly wrong, sometimes is better not to think, Aaaah! If I could only be a chess piece!!!! without memory or feelings at all…. but here I am, trying to find in a 64 squared board the secret rebuttal of a life in rags…. Kyran Lucien Thoughts? “the walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy” jim rohn. (this guy sucks anyway, i just found attractive this sentence)

If only I could stop thinking in chess and life….a poem by Kyran

Your blog changes have been submitted. « Blogs home Submitted by kyranlucien on Mon, 03/22/2010 at 12:51pm.

If only I could stop thinking in chess and life,

Not thinking , feeling or minding,

my chess pieces die too,

like any normal human being,

If I take a Knight

One of my bishops will follow

down a path where there’s nothing else

but silence, long lasting death,

what for…..?

Is it better to be a coward…?

is it better not to fight

when a full, huge scope of

ways are opening just in front

of your staggered eyes…..?

Is it better to hide in the most cryptic

realm of your fears….

The principle of conciouss life offends my inteligence,

There are no ancillary roads,

there are no secondary choices

or palliative strategies,

there are no such things

even when you play with them crooked ideas in your mind,

you’re bound to make choices

here you kill or die,

here, there is no point of return,

you enter the game to be done with it,

and if you dont move and lose without fighting,

shame on you…!!!

you must be horribly depressed,

you might not find a moment’s peace in your disillusion,

but you must play the game like you live your life,

and if you lose, then, well, something in your world

is going terribly wrong,

sometimes is better not to think,

Aaaah! If I could only be a chess piece!!!!

without memory or feelings at all….

but here I am, trying to find

in a 64 squared board the secret rebuttal

of a life in rags….

Kyran Lucien

Thoughts?

“the walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy”

jim rohn. (this guy sucks anyway, i just found attractive this sentence)

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    22nd March 2010, 12:56pm
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    by kyranlucien
    Calgary Canada [Canada]
    Member Since: Jun 2009
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    If only I could stop thinking in chess and life....a poem by Kyran
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    Submitted by kyranlucien on Mon, 03/22/2010 at 12:51pm.

    Not thinking , feeling or minding,

    my chess pieces die too,

    like any normal human being,

    If I take a Knight

    One of my bishops will follow

    down a path were there's nothing else

    but silence, long lasting death,

    what for.....?

    Is it better to be a coward...?

    is it better not to fight

    when a full, huge scope of

    ways are opening just in front

    of your staggered eyes.....?

    Is it better to hide in the most cryptic

    realm of your fears....

    The principle of conciouss life offends my inteligence,

    There are no ancillary roads,

    there are no secondary choices

    or palliative strategies,

    there are no such things

    even when you play with them crooked ideas in your mind,

    you're bound to make choices

    here you kill or die,

    here, there is not point of return,

    you enter the game to be done with it,

    and if you dont move and lose without fighting,

    shame on you...!!!

    you must be horribly depressed,

    you might not find a moment's peace in your disillusion,

    but you must play the game like you live your life,

    and if you lose, well, something in your world

    is going terribly wrong,

    sometimes is better not to think,

    Aaaah! If I could only be a chess piece!!!!

    without memory or feelings at all....

    but here I am, trying to find

    in a 64 squared board the secret rebuttal

    of a life in rags....




    Kyran Lucien





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    22nd March 2010, 04:03pm
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    by kyranlucien
    Calgary Canada [Canada]
    Member Since: Jun 2009
    Member Points: 3471

    I can say that Conscious life the way you see it offends my intelligence Bryan, you try to prove a point of which you evidently don't have any proof whatsoever and when you defend your views or try to convince me that what you believe is the truth, well, then I feel how thirsty and impotent must be the life of someone who try that hard to believe in something other people just don't care about. But I'm telling you this just in case you forgot that what i write or think or say it cannot ever be inspired by a christian point of view, which I despise, not the idea of peace, no, but the idea that made christians so sure they are always right to the point that used to killed people for their beliefs and if this wasn't bad enough, christianity built an imperium of atrocities and dirty richess by establishing the "Holy Church" . I shiver everytime i hear this words, Holy father...? Holy Church..? Holy Molly...?? what's Holy, anyways..?
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