17. "The battle of the gods"

In their corner the players government the slow pieces, the board slow them until dawn in its severe sphere in which two colors hate. Inside radiant magic rigors: Homeric Rook, light Knight, navy Queen, rearward King, oblique Bishop, aggressors Pawn. When the players had left, when time had consumed them, certainly the rite hadn't ceased. On the east this war start which it's amphitheater it's the whole world, like the other, this game is infinite. Thin King, slant Bishop, fierce Queen, direct Rook, and ladino Pawn about black and white, search and waving their armed campaign. They don't know that the hand selected by the player makes their destiny, they don't know that an adamantine subject their will and journey. Also the player its prisoners of other board of black nights and white days.

"God moves the player and him, the piece. What God behind God originates the scheme. Of dust and time, and dream and agony." - JL Borges

The particular of the battle of the gods, it's that being immortals any of them can die, so, when does this war came to an end? 

The battle of the Gods, the war between good and evil, it canes since the beginning of the times. There's no final battle in the battle of the Gods, the light will always seeing threatened by the darkness, and the darkness will always be lighter by the light. 

It doesn't exist forever, and anything is permanent, the fight of the soul is each day at each hour with each decision. In Borges, this game is infinite, and our soul it's the scope where two colors hate themselves. 

Any kid born bad or good, you are born Chessboard, which will be disputes by both forces. The only we can choose, it's who we are allies. We can choose to be allies of those dark side, that only want our destruction or we can be on the light side of the life. 

Even the most corrupted soul have redemption, and the purest soul can be corrupt, you can win wars but never the battle, the fight starts again each day. Take of yourself and take care of your love ones, cost as much work as destroy yourself and others, it's just a decision. You need to learn how to forgive your demons, because they also have their own battles. It's just a decision what makes difference, between being on Checkmate in life or advance free on the boxes. You have to forgive for the mistakes, because they are going to be new successes. Have mercy of past, because there's always future. You need to know to let go, because everything returns to you. You need to have your the eyes wide open, because there's always something new to learn. Learn to give to others and you new opportunities, because there's always place for redemption. 

You need to learn to choose your allies... The beat, are those we can let go, because on their way they left the best of them, their light, that never dies, that lightened you once and forever.

Light beings or Morks, light, darkness. Cruelty or tenderness. True or lie. Life or death.

Our soul would be always exposed to duality, to the battle of Gods that cannot die. 

The good and evil never dies. As same as the love and hate. Or courage, or fear, gratitude, or resemble. No the love for yourself, or self destruction. Not hope, disenchantment, abandonment or solidarity. 

Black and white it's always going to be there, disputing our souls. Allies and enemies is an infinite game. Angels and demons. Brothers and adversaries. 

Life and death link in a dance without end. Two worlds faced eternally. There's no way of get away from the battle of gods, it’s each day on your soul, on your immortal soul. 

On this inescapable combat, the only thing we can do it to know how to choose Allies.