Playing Chess With No Kings

How do we win the  “game of life?”

Is it by dying with the most toys?  If we can’t take it with us, why waste time in frantic acquisition?

Is it by serving some deity who, usually described as omnipotent, is therefore not in need of our service or anything else we might offer?  Why bother?

Is life a sort of school?  If so, why must we attend?  Who’s teaching what?  Do we “win” by graduating?  Then what?

Is the game of life unwinnable because life is no game, but merely a meaningless succession of sunrises and sunsets in which we find ourselves trapped, with no idea how we got here, how we are to use our time, or what will become of us when our days end?

Does it sometimes seem that nothing in life makes any sense, and that we’re all doing something ultimately purposeless, like playing chess with the kings removed from the board?

We all like to feel that we’re “in control” of life and that we’re “getting somewhere”, but is that ever true?

If the answer to that question is “no”, then what?  Do we relax and enjoy life, or do we freak out and redouble our efforts to assert control and to “get somewhere”?

What do you think?

Advertisements

One thought on “Playing Chess With No Kings

  1. Dave the Rave

    I think the idea of a “game of life’ approaches the topic from a purely materialistic point of view. Personally, I believe the game we should be playing is strictly spiritual in that I believe we were created in God’s (my choice; feel free to insert your own term du jour for an omnipotent force, power, etc.) image, i.e., spiritual. Somehow along the way lost our spirituality and are now “trapped” in a series of material incarnations as we slowly try to get back to our true spiritual nature. Our materialism, coupled with emotional baggage from greed, lust, envy, pride, etc., etc., are what keep us from moving closer to what we were when created and drag us back to this existence, time after time, as we try, without success, to win the game of life.

    I’d give a lot to know, or to know that I know, what happens between incarnations. If I knew now what I’ll know then, perhaps I could get a head start during this lifetime and maybe speed things up a bit…Just on the face of it, contemplating cutting a few corners like that probably just earned me some cosmic demerits…

    Reply

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s