The triple link had withstood for eons.
It was devised for this reason.
Chess.
Hellenism.
Romiosyni.
All the elements of the SER chessboard.
The link had become timeless.
The endlless blue was added.
And the void of the empty,
was transformed
into kenosis
in order for the multicyclicity to begin
for amiseia
of Humanity and Time.
Each square had obtained history.
The intersections had become junctions.
It was no longer a matter of space
it was all dependent on Time.
At the edges.
It was reexamining the heroic medieval poetry.
It looked like an old chessboard.
But the moves were the same.
New interpretation.
Lateral thinking.
The attacks had to be made from the sides.
There was no other way.
The battle would take place on a branch.
While the King would be at the intersection .
Because there was no center.
The choices were many.
But the multiplicity was unique.
In order for the essence of the teaching to withstand.
The first to be stunned were the disciples.
They didn’t know that such encoding existed.
But it wasn’t the first time they observed the new.
And it wouldn’t be the last.
They saw the characteristic smile of the Master.
He had told them that, chess would complement
their mental schemes.
They held the pawns and pieces for the first time.
At least that’s the impression they had.
And when they placed them upon the Byzantine chessboard
they saw the world differently.
The first notes were strange.
They no longer just wrote codes.
They were penetrating into a new world.
Perceptual Shock.
The library began broadcasting new messages.
It was the spirit of militancy.