Games-

People play chess for a lot of reasons, all of the same reasons that people live for: ambition, pride, love, tradition… It parallels life in so many ways. There are times, during a game of chess, that the pieces are like a machine, the moves like routine, the game moves like the hands of a clock. And then something comes along you didn’t see. A fork: to go left or right? Make the wrong choice, and things begin to spiral out of control. One move after another the game in your mind falls from the game that is real, it deviates like a plane crash from a routine flight. And you begin to make moves to cover it up, to patch the hole, to make them match again, and the more it decays, the bigger the deviation, the more hasty your moves to right your plane, your plan. There is only one winning strategy when your pieces start to dwindle. You focus on the most important things, and you work your way out.
You, the king: what ails you? How do you fix it?
Your queen: what is her poison?
Shrink your globe, amputate your appendages and let them fend for themselves. Get yourself back in control, back to where you can see the dance, the plays, the strategy, only then will you find purchase before gravity consumes you.