A Success At Chess

A SUCCESS AT CHESS

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Apocalyptic Heavenly Military Chess against the foul devil

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I was a three time Apocalyptic beast
Yet, perhaps it is in Heaven that I shall feast
And if you need to wonder why,
It is because I was a prophet for a man and God
That shall one day descend from the sky
My Dear Lord’s name is Jesus Christ
And the following game greatly respects His bloody sacrifice
And pays homage to His being.
He is Earth’s King, and though unseen, He rules over everything!!
Though He is incapable of doing what is evil in His eyes
He is so powerful that He planned out our lives from far away in The Gup
(God’s Petri Dish somewhere else in this universe)
And yet, we also enjoy freewill!!
(He knows what we are going to do before we do it!!)
(The preacher Tim Lahaye wrote an interesting book on the apocalypse
Called “Revelation”.
It might be a good companion to this epic poem.)
And although God allows his adversary, the devil, to do his evil
Christ does more without making any mistakes
Please heed my warning that hell is a very real fiery lake down below
And we are all held accountable for the state of our souls

Yosemite is a Valley of Good and evil
As those monoliths carved by ice
Represent the Thrones of a Good,

But also an evil King
There are two churches there
One Good and the other evil
And Sentinel rock stands like a dark rook
(representing military power)
Half Dome is the Throne of a Just King
And is made out of Holy Granite
Yet, The devil’s elbow, below El Capitan,
Is one of the most evil places on the entire planet
If you should find yourself there
Where the devil dwells
It helps to turn to prayer.
Just kneel down in the sand facing El Capitan
That mountain of a crucified Lion of a King
I wrote about a battle which I fought there
At that abrupt bend in the Merced River
And the beautiful sand bank beside it

Fighting the foul devil in East Eden
I’m carrying a splintered cross
Repenting what was lost through my many mistakes
And praying to my Lord and Savior
Whose hands and feet were impaled by iron stakes
I’m out to fight the snake,
That foul serpent
Hoping that the viciousness of the struggle
Doesn’t drag me down as well
For I sure don’t wish to burn in hell

It’s at the devil’s elbow where he dwells
Naturally the going will be tough
Because the serpent is on his own home turf
Yet I feel that I am a sprinkle of salt upon this Earth
I may have been born just a mere grain of sand
Yet I was raised upon a beautiful beach
There’s so much that I could teach
If I could just wrestle control of the tree which holds the apple
I’ll sell it’s juice in bottles
Call it Holy Snapple
Grapple with this, the foul devil hisses
He’s pissed at this pilgrim’s grim, yet victorious progress
I swipe hard with my sword,
Hoping that I don’t miss
I hope to smack him hard on the head
Smack him back down into the abyss

My fights against the devil aside,
It is in The Kingdom of Heaven
That the just shall reside
Christ shall come to usher in a new age
And I can’t wait- no offense Lord,
But it appears that you are running late!!
When I ponder his return, I imagine the tune
of Dolly Parton’s “He’ll come again”
He’ll come again

Looking better than anybody’s got a right to
And He’ll wipe our tears away,
For this time He’s here to stay
And Heaven shall reign here
In a world free of fear
When He returns, it shall usher in a new age (AC/DC)
(After Christ Descends from the Clouds)
You can also meditate on the mystery of His coming return
To the song “Soon” by the musical group “Yes”

The purpose of the first game here
Is to build an impressive Chess Board
With many interesting prayer cards placed underneath the large pieces
You can place the Game in your dining room,
Show it off to your friends,
And perhaps invite some healthy conversations
Every playing piece in real Chess is represented
Except for the pawns
Though you need only one Knight, Bishop and Rook piece
On the Bright side of the board
(you can also play one of each on the devil’s side of The Board,
Though it is optional)
A goal can be to play many index- sized cards
Underneath your pieces, so as to impress
Upon your friends
Many interesting and Holy facts or theories, for instance:
Although it’s incredible to think that God;
Jehovah, Jesus Christ and The Holy Spirit

Rule over this entire Universe,
Isn’t it true that it was only Jehovah and The Holy Spirit who governed
When Jesus Christ was in His Blessed Mother Mary’s womb?
That is one of the most predominant cards under my Just King piece
[The White (or Bright) KIng]

This strategy game of Chess against the foul devil is important
To atheists and agnostics
For it is designed to change minds
And that might to change the world
And also lead people to believe in both God and the devil
Joan of Arc, whose Chess Card I play under my Bright Knight piece,
Is a “Secular Saint” because she was important historically
As she helped to give birth to France
And my Saint and Catholic Pope, John Paul the second Chess Card
Which I play underneath my Bright Bishop Piece
Helped weaken tyrannical Soviet Union
By supporting Lech Walesa
And the other striking Polish solidarity workers
In the early 1980’s
Which was a crucial first kink in the Soviet Union’s armor
When I play myself as a Bright Bishop
I play these cards
I was a good monk in 1996
And hope to be one again
I coined the phrase “Holy Metal”
Referring to inspirational songs such as;
“After Forever” and “Lord of this world” by Black Sabbath,
“Hallowed be thy name” and “Infinite dreams”

by Iron Maiden,
And a beatles song featuring Eric Clapton on guitar
Called “While my guitar gently weeps”
(the screenplay which I wrote for a musical video
Features the theme of people turning away from God
And heading to hell as a result)
(I don’t know why / nobody told you / how to unfold your Love)

In “The Lord of the Rings” saga
Gandalf the Grey wizard reveals
That he is really Gandalf the White wizard
When he saves the ailing King Theoden
From the evil that had befallen him
I hope that my stories can reach Ozzy Ozbourne
Who was something as a Father Figure to myself
When I was young and needed direction and support
With Black Sabbath and later with Ozzy’s early solo career
When he was at his best musically,
He and his bandmates inspired my friends and I
To stand firm against a society
Which in the overly conservative 1980’s
Was repressive to our small subculture
I have long hair and a wizard’s Goatee now
And would love to play the role of a Holy Metal monk
And awake him and other metalheads
To the presence, Love and power
Of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ
I’d like to smack the evil out of Ozzy
If only I can, just as Gandalf did to King Theoden

Hit him in the head with my staff,
To jolt him into the awareness of the gravity of sin
I’d have to emerge victorious
From my own battles against evil
But if I can, I might be a powerful man
Not a Holy Metal priest, but a Metallic monk who was thrice a beast
Also,
Though I’m not arrogant enough to say that I can offer peace
And bridge the enormous polarized gap between
The republicans and democrats
(Those to the right wing or to the left)
I sure am willing to try to bridge that great divide,
I said it before
And I still believe that Donald Trump could well be the antichrist
Whereas I believe that Joe Biden is a mere puppet or figurehead
And his supporters are as communist as Chairman Mao was
I hope that I can offer an alternative as a political pundit
Because I’m about as much of a centrist as you are likely to find
(and I’m no longer out of my mind and unkind)
On a separate note,
There is a chasm between a woman or man and Heaven’s Kingdom.
Sometimes it is a Grand Canyon.
Yet, if you trust that Jesus Christ
Once spread His bloody hands wide,
Your faith and His divine blood
Might aide you / in getting to the other side

When Ozzy Osbourne was at his peak,

He was putting out classics such as Mr Crowley and
“Diary of a Madman”
Yet I’ve written a biography entitled
“Beauty within beast by Johnny Blade”
About a dangellically, demonically possessed madman
Living not in a Castle, but in a large, stately house.
I’m hoping and praying that my ongoing story shall have a happy ending
(by dangellically and demonically possessed, I’m saying that
I was possessed by harmful animal spirits as well as demons)

I’ve made some bad predictions,
And there are many who would love to see me dead,
Partly because I attempted to start my own religion
“North American. French Catholicism”
I actually failed miserably, so let me just say
That my leanings might spawn a different view
Of Jesus Christ discipleship
And leave it at that
My “philosophy” then should still be called
“North American French Catholicism”
In the film “Dark Robe”
(Think “The Revenant” but without the gory violence)
A French Exploration party
Sails up the Saint Lawrence Seaway in Eastern Canada
Into interior of continent
With an adventurer and soldier with a Tri Cornered Hat,
A more conservative Roman Catholic Priest,
And two Native American scouts

The French Soldier / adventurer ends up marrying
a Native American lady
And if he were to teach any offspring which they might have
A Liberal view of Christianity
(kinder to the Native American people
Than Father Serra on the west coast),
Who’s to say that he couldn’t become a better evangelist
(at least to his own family)
As the strict, rigid Roman Catholic Priest
Who seems so out of place in The New World?
To any children the adventurer and his lover might have
He might be the only relevant priest around
And wouldn’t that make him like a Western Pope?

The strategy game which I am trying to introduce to you can be
empowering.
If you have a large ego, though, the dangerous game
Might lead you to a hellacious bed of eternal flames
But I was a man who wore a mane
And the sexual discrimination I faced drove me 1⁄2 insane
I was a Long Haired male Amerikan Warrior
Who couldn’t seem to get an ounce of respect
Because I wouldn’t submit to sarge’s tyranny
And I refused to go to Brainwash Camp (you call it Boot Camp)
Instead, I tried raising “Metallica”, a militia
An organisation that would have allowed Long Haired Men
A right to fight

I was mocked and ridiculed and fled to the dark powers of the night
I also tried to raise a patriotic militia for hippies
Called “The Second Stoner Infantry”
The First Stoner Infantry was led by Sergeant Elias
(played by William DeFoe in the Vietnam era film “Platoon”
I also tried raising a militia open to queers
Called “Jacks and Queens”
You can mock these ideas just as society once mocked me,
Yet, I simply longed to be free as I fought
For this great Nation’s freedom
Militias helped to give birth to Amerika,
In the Middle East,
Many militias fight against Amerika
And society fought against me
It’s too bad that a patriotic hippie and poet such as myself
Can be mocked on The Fourth of July
For wearing a period costume and possessing a great poem (1776)
I guess it’s obvious that I developed problems with sanity
I already explained how I caused a lot of pain in my mind
Where modern blitzkrieg or “lightning war” was employed
Relax, I was no Nazi
General George S. Patton used the blitzkrieg too
I merely had it aimed at you
And the cruel Soviets too
“I had Stukas,

They were my dive bombers
It helped when the Russians were clustered together on crowded roads
I’d aim for the lead tank and watch it explode in a burst of flame
Sarge wouldn’t allow me to serve,
Yet I sure enjoyed my deadly games”
The Dark Knight Piece that I play on Satan’s side of the gameboard
Serves as a reminder of the price for “Hairpocracy”
And “Hypocrisy”
After all,
I never would have become a werewolf (that’s a piece that I play)
Or a non demonic Sorcerer in 1991
Had it not been for Society’s
And most especially The U.S. Military’s bigotry
Check out the once famous film “From here to Eternity”
If you can handle a critical view of Military discipline run amok
In the days leading up to the surprise attack
And slaughter at Pearl Harbor in 1941
I was also a Zombie after I “Fluked” my own personal Eastern Front
(Also in 1991)
I once fancied myself Tyran Rex for,
Though I was never an evil King
I was just as surely a dark prince
As I allowed myself to get run over
By the devil’s hoofprints
Though I barked at the moon,
I wasn’t always a happy loon
Hopefully society will change soon
And not discriminate

As it surely leads to hate

It’s perhaps a good time to say a prayer to Saint Michael, the Archangel
Who can, by the power of God,
Drive the foul devil down to hell
To be honest,
I have a great deal of pity for Satan.
I wish that he could simply not exist.
Just like the two Aliens in the first two films starring Sigorney Weaver,
I wish that the evil one could just implode in outer space.
He was a disgrace,
Yet, that was so long ago
Why not, Lord, just let his yoke expire
The poor fool already suffered immensely
And suffers still.
Isn’t missing out of the exquisite joys of Heaven
Enough of a punishment?
Please let it be so
I desire that no one suffer endless woe
Someone related the concept to me once
Of there being such a thing as “Divine Deceit”
A concept which contends
That our Dear Lord God in Heaven
Can be lying to us for our own Good
(such as to scare us strait)

I certainly hope that is the case
For I would love it if the devil
Could someday be erased
Setting up my Heavenly Chess Board;
Let us begin this faithful offering to The Lord
By worshipping His mighty Throne made out of stone
And I’m referring to Half Dome
Though carved by ice,
It was sculpted by our Creator
Who is a far Higher Being

“Yosemite was carved by ice”
To the tune of Foreigner’s “Cold as ice”
Yosemite was carved by ice
A testament to Christ’s sacrifice
And God’s Love
(Wo)Men shall know paradise
Because Jesus Christ came down from above
(Wo)Man was embattled and ensnared by his sin,
Yet on Mount Calvary a battle was won
Christ stretched out His arms,
He suffered and died
He paid the price
For our paradise
(Guitar chimes in)

Half Dome is the Throne of a sad King
Who sits in judgement brooding
Over those who are doomed to fail this test,
This rutted life
Which is so often a battleground between Good and evil;
Heaven and hell
A tear streaks down Half Dome’s face
Because hell is a very real place
And satan is deceiving so much of the human race
You can see a Holy Granite Throne
From many sides
This Holy Mountain where Christ resides
And North Dome is the protector
Of the Holy Church which sits beneath it
It is made up of the Royal Arches,
Which resemble the entrance to a Cathedral,
And Washington Collum acts as a steeple
Pointing as it does, directly at Half Dome
I’ve already written about what rests across from El Capitan
That Crucified Lion King of a Mountain
That there rests The Throne of The Evil King
With Sentinel Rock as a Dark Rook at one side
And the Cathedral Spires on the other flank,
Represented on my Game Board as a Dark Bishop,
So I’ll elaborate just a little;
(I wrote this right after eating
of The Tree of the Knowledge of Good and evil)

To the tune of “Warning” by Black Sabbath
The clouds suddenly rolled in
And I looked up at The Mountain of The Evil King
“Now the Throne of man was moving,
Because I just ate from the serpent’s tree
I hope I don’t join the devil
And burn eternally
Sorrow grips my heart
As I repent my many sins
But if you fight against the devil,
The devil, he sometimes wins
I was born believing in Christ
Now I really am in need of His sacrifice
Oh, just to drink some divine wine”
“Behold, I spy an evil King
Beware, for he is flanked by his minister and is prepared for war
Look, he even has a battle helmet upon his head
The minister appears sinister.
The two of them look like ruling thieves
And oh, how the people below them grieve
[I definitely was privy to (or suffered from) some of the foul devil’s
“Signs and lying wonders”
Now, to the tune of Iron Maiden’s “run to the hills”
The devil tempted,
He tempted me
But that’s not why
I ate from the serpent’s tree
The apple seemed free

A gift of prophecy
So, given an invite,
I took a bit
To my delight I saw The Throne of Man
Directly across from El Capitan
So, with pen in hand, I took a stand
Yet who could care
For this lonely prophet’s band

If you travel to the devil’s elbow,
Be weary, as it’s one of the devil’s lairs.
It’s best to steep yourself in prayer
And have some Holy Water handy
Let’s face it, Adam and Eve already ate from that dreaded fruit long ago
And since then, we’ve learned a lot
So eating of that fruit
Might no longer be considered prohibited
The Monolith’s in Yosemite definitely have meaning,
That’s for sure
If you want your soul to be cured,
Drinking from Christ’s calace might be the cure
There are plenty who believe that I’m a false prophet
Because I was given over to my lusts
But I believe that I’ll make it to Heaven
I merely had a harder road then most
“Lonely is the word” by Black Sabbath
(with altered lyrics)

“It’s a long, hard road to Heaven,
But I’ll be there very soon.
I was possessed by demons!!
I was barking at the moon!!
A heck of a road for this traveler
And I’ve still got a ways to go
If you take my hand
You’ll be crawling on your knees
I’m truly reaping what I sowed”
I don’t recommend going to one of the most haunted places on earth
But if you visit the devil’s lair
And he’s winning the spiritual war
Just kneel down in the sand
And pray to El Capitan, that mountain
Representing Christ,
The martyred Lion King who came
And shall return again
Jesus Christ was part God and part man
And for the Blessed He took a stand
When He opened His arms wide
And died upon His cross
So that His loss could be our gain
And Heaven on Earth shall always be our domain
Christ, the Lion King shall prevail!!
The reign of man and satan are near its end
For He is coming back again
And shall return in a blaze of radiant light
As his enemies shall melt into blood
Full of despair for their unforgiven sins

Christ, The Lion King shall roar
And the Throne of Man shall crumble down to the valley floor
Christ is The all powerful King in white
And He can defeat any piece upon the Board
For He alone is The Lord
He is no longer the meek martyr who came
For He shall return as a warrior and leader
Yet still as kind to His kind
His Mother Mary is The Queen of Heaven
And her son came into being
When she was impregnated by The Holy Spirit
She is also the spouse of The Holy Spirit
And she has a most valuable weapon
The Holy Catholic Rosary
Which is a sword which shall pierce the foul devil
(it is a prayer device which helps the devout to meditate
On the Birth, Life. Death and Resurrection of Jesus Christ)
Every “Our Farther” and “Hail Mary”
Is like a flower planted in one of God’s gardens
May He convert even those whose souls
Have been hardened by mortal sin
Only the devil need not win!!
I, myself wrote a book about the Rosary
Which I might share later in another book
Though it might be too dangerous to show you now
Given the state of my reputation

With the state of the Nation faltering
And with the U.S. military seemingly more preoccupied
With political correctness
Than defending the Country against the rising threat from China,
The open hostility from Russia
As well as other threats,
I might serve this ailing Amerika yet
Then I truly will be a Bright Knight!!
(to be continued)

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