Chess - a boulevard of broken dreams

Chess - A boulevard of broken dreams, a game of the Lost Generation, a game to fix the web of time, a game of evolution with Darwin's rules of survival of the fittest.

After playing so many games on here, I sometimes feel like a man who is not able to understand his own fascination with Chess. The game of chess actually never ends for a true chess players, all the variations taking form from the postions itself becomes another games, as also like relationships in life which never truly ends. The rating systems being used can be accurate but not precise, precise but not accurate, neither, or both. A very interesting quality of Chess is that given any position from middle game or end game, it is almost impossible to reverse engineer the game from the beginnning unless you have played the game yourself or have the movelist. Chess has endured and helped many people in the web of absolute time in their lives.

[Random Reflections]

Random Reflections...

...what?...

"I sometimes feel like a man who is not able to understand his own fascination with Chess."

I hear that. There are days when I go 'You know what? I'm really not in the mood for chess', then I go and absentmindedly log onto Chess.com, read the forums, watch some videos, play some live games...I dunno. It's a sickness or something. 

It's a tag, a reference point external to space-time boundary. A tag for relative time durations between events in relation to absolute time. A tag as an aid to memory. A tag as a link to another tag. Innumerable number of meanings which are all aid to the thought process.

You don't possess the chess, it possesses you.

Hold on a sec; you're telling me that punk rock bands like Green Day actually exist in India?

Hold on a sec; You're telling me Green Day is punk rock?

Groovy :)

Yup, that's correct. A lot of bands with true fans, the weekend being the express-out time.

Somehow inhaling spray-paint fumes today, sounds better than a picnic!

The dependency on chess as an aid to the thought process within rule boundary maybe a cause. A picnic is like a lucid dreaming.

So where are the broken dreams you refered to?

Too deep! Let's just talk about Green Day!

Have you heard that Green Day / Oasis mix? I love it.

They are all the chess games which you have played till now.

 Then I don't have too many.

When you play chess, chess plays you.

If you gaze long into the board, the board will gaze back into you?

I walk this empty street...

on the the Boulevard of Broken Dreams...