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A game of checkers

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Magister Ludi:
Nothing but a river between the soles of your shoes and the gem in your head, the gland of rhythm and timeless study and the speech of some god in your head, the speech of everything, the universal wavecloth and the forbidden name many have seeked yet we can't but suspect imagine derive from the swirling patterns of nature and imaginable straight planes, horribly beautiful Physis, doomed doomed repeat after me DOOMED to  d   i  s   s    o   l   u   t        i       o       n
         coldness                                     
the pop of a bubble that might die a legend or just another instance of an elder bubble
(soon to do the Big Pop)
(maybe not) (maybe not)
 
Listen to the molecules dancing away
what sweet music they make!
Let us turn another page, clearscreen
collapse empires
make a world implode
rearrange all odds
make grammar anew
says Death and the Joker and the Measureless Void
aka
the Other Unknown, who shuffles
as we Life play
in whatever fingerpuppets
another game another game another game
Recognise me
Are we not the same, sister?
Are we not the Game playing itself
through?

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