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Before Chess (a poem by Burrower)

Before chess,
I had a luxurious high-rise inner city penthouse,
And a beautiful, kind and loving spouse,
I had my own wildly successful health food franchise,
And after work I was diligent in doing regular aerobic exercise,

Now, I have a 2605 peak bullet chess rating

Before chess,
I had a very active and deeply satisfying social life,
And took regular round the world family trips to see exotic wildlife,
I had an SUV and two high performance sports cars,
And sat on my spectacular balcony every night smoking Cuban cigars,

Now, I have memorised 6,500 moves of Najdorf theory,

Before chess,
I almost always felt content and very mentally stable,
And I told my children wonderful stories about past adventures at the dinner table,
I made sure to regularly tell my close friends and family that I loved them,
And out of compassion to those in need, donated most of my disposable income,

Now, I cannot remember the last time I showered or brushed my teeth,

Before chess,
I was acutely aware of the passing of time,
And seized each moment with a sense that life was utterly precious and sublime,
I was so immensely grateful that I had achieved everything I wanted,
And it was as though every wish I'd ever made had been effortlessly granted,

Now, I sit here alone in the dark, in a grotty room, surrounded by dust,

Before chess,
I had a crystal clear vision for the way my family's future would unravel,
And the properties we would own and the beautiful places to which we'd travel,
I was the hero of my children and their ever-present inspiration,
And I had heart full of love, a mind full of dreams and I lived in pure elation,

Now, I am empty. I have no-one and nothing left,
Except my 2605 peak bullet rating,
And my Chessbase Najdorf opening preparation file,
Yet, these two alone, make all the sacrifice worthwhile

- by Burrower
You finally decided to channel your talents into some creative writing. Even if 95% of it is nonsense. I feel proud of you, even though, I am so independent to your freakish-chess existence. Well done my bohemian succulent Best-Openly-Top-Taoist-Oval-Mate.
Thank you both. I regard this as my greatest work.

The aim was to highlight the unseen fork in the road of time for all chess players. The alternate reality of a life without chess. To pay all that time into a bank account that could then be spent in alternative ways.

How much time have individuals here spent on this game? What is this time worth in terms of lost earnings, experiences and relationships? Can we be courageous in facing the full extent of this truth?

Without chess one could have lived a life full of possibility. Full of loving relationships, materialistic opulence (let us not pretend this is unimportant) and wide ranging life experiences.

Many here have devoted far more time into chess than is required to raise a family well.

Is it worth it? I would say this depends upon the rating you have achieved and the quality of your repertoire files. In my poem, it is considered worthwhile, given my bullet rating attainment and the construction of cutting edge chessbase opening repertoire files.

Is your rating and repertoire quality high enough to justify your time investment? This is something you have to answer yourself. A poet's only task is to pose questions that reverberate in the minds of his readers, triggering introspection and potential insight. You must answer the questions raised in you own time.

🙏 Warm regards and loving embraces, Burrower 🙏

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