Am I manipulating the pieces in life’s game or is life moving me as it pleases?
Excuse the taciturn turn; much concentration is required: anticipating moves, preparing defenses, questioning who really helms the ship’s wheel.
Please remain patient whilst I determine the next course of action. Afflatus comes when it comes and there will be no folding of this hand.
Truth be told, though, winning is not the only matter of importance; gratitude exists for being allowed to even participate on the playing field. Even if altruism checkmates not ultraism in the endgame, the pursuit must never desist.
If I am deemed to be seated in a quandary, do not let pathos set your mind to my destined loss. Instead, send cheers from the belief that I *will* level up to the next round.
So, perhaps, it is not about identifying as either player or pawn. Maybe life is about accepting that one plays both roles and, as such, wins by trying, accepting, forgiving, empathising, challenging, learning, growing, teaching, sharing, following, leading, doubting, believing, wondering, and loving. ; )