As the celestial shapes alter their pattern of mapping just like a game of draughts new information is realised. Laws of nature are controlled by this overseer of celestial control and acheivment is only realised by a winning move that is seen by the cosmological king of truth. The game is never over, just moved to other boards of fasination and intrigue until the sadness sets in. Thus the game is like any other game with a finite threshold of interest, enjoying its time till the sun sets on this cosmological afternoon. When the board is cleared it will be shelved, not for an eternity just until playtime comes around with a renewed interest in quantum reality. Then the story unfolds with new patterns of hope with the winning stroke in the minds of the Gods of theory and understanding. Just like dice life is a gamble, but it must be seen through and you must take part whatever the price it will take. The winning move might be tied and woven in your garment of life and thus the Gods need your help and sacrifice to see this celestial game through.

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