Note: Beatnik poetry by blog host. - ed.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Sunday, February 15, 2009

Different shades of marble green making for a swirly scene. Castles, rooks and knights fighting for the rights to win the hand of our fair lady, the beloved queen.

Sun's last rays creating long-figured shadows warping the battlefield of wooden soldiers.
Sunday, January 18, 2009

According to Confucius (551 b.c. - 479 bc, whose philosophy took root during the Han Dynasty) : “He who always has a full stomach but does nothing meaningful is simply a good-for-nothing. Is there not a game of chess? Even playing chess is better than idling the time away.”
Thursday, November 13, 2008

Whether from Mexico, Iceland, or Russia, grandmasters can lose their senses in this orange abyss while all their thoughts go amiss...when they cross this great barrier, a razor-thin line between genius and insanity.

A small window of light, giving venue to the fight. Eightscore pawns acting as shields, may not be enough to set the score right.

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