Halaluja

Did it come too soon?  Look at my blog and see the hopelessness with which I expressed myself with hell and damnation squeezing the very breathe out of very heart and soul collapsing my every  hope for fresh air just not that many days ago.  My torment it appeared could not be met my any formidable pain and suffering that the most dreaded disease could bring.  And yes I do have that one dreaded disease yet no one conclusive piece of evidence can come up with how I got it.  Losing at chess has been one of the most agonizing pain and suffering imaginable.  I was prepared to delete this entire blog just blow it up and destroy it for mark my words what I had said that there was little to no hope at achieving anything in life especially at the game of chess players my opponents were laughing at me as they trounced me kicked sand and dirt in my face as I lied there still and defenseless as they ground their heels into my backside and ridiculed me sneering at my lifeless motion calling me every name in the book my great weakness was their strength they gain power and prominence at the expense of my ill fate of earning one of worst slumps in chess  due to my refusal to play more games and losing losing losing.  The more games in a row I  lost the more grief I could feel what with the taunts.  Some of my opponents no doubt would have loved to meet with me and see me live on stage making me the butt of all morons.  Consider this fact
the name calling  didn't have the impact when Clint Eastwood.....pardon me.  But did this preacher man plant a seed in my brain as I so often dreamt about?  A long story needs to be made short.  My last game of chess went down as no one would have expected victory and performance was not part of the ticket.  Here goes;   my opponent wasn't too far off  in ratings of the highest rating.  I took down one of the highest rated chess  players