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Tides were turning, are we going upstream or downstream, not sure, are the clouds darkening or clearing up, not sure of that either. Can a blind oarsman steady his ship? Can a rudderless ship survive the storm? Heart’s not a sheet of glass to be broken by a pebble thrown by a passerby. Strength of the muscle is in its wisdom. Anoint it with intuition. Losing the knights may erode a powerhouse, yet castling the king side, will build an impenetrable fortress with lowly pawns. King will rule. Kingdom will reign. Remember. You are not the only one on this type of a boat.
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Nov 10, 2019
Nov 10, 2019 at 6:34 PM UTC
Blind Oarsman
Tides were turning, are we going upstream or downstream, not sure, are the clouds darkening or clearing up, not sure of that either. Can a blind oarsman steady his ship? Can a rudderless ship survive the storm? Heart’s not a sheet of glass to be broken by a pebble thrown by a passerby. Strength of the muscle is in its wisdom. Anoint it with intuition. Losing the knights may erode a powerhouse, yet castling the king side, will build an impenetrable fortress with lowly pawns. King will rule. Kingdom will reign. Remember. You are not the only one on this type of a boat.
Yes, it is about life. Such is life and the unknown future (clouds, Upstream or downstream, and we all are blind oarsmen) intuition and wisdom as the lowly pawns building our fortress. Or at least that is the idea!
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ts-ray
M/USA
Nov 10, 2019
Nov 10, 2019 at 6:34 PM UTC
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