what don't you 3D bastards understand about 5Don chess?

who are we to feign even the slightest perception of rule, objective, opponent when none but his **DON** has seen the entirety of pieces in play? the thing about 5Don chess is, it's 5Don. It permeates time and space, it binds us through eternity. have you ever heard of someone winning 5Don chess? No, because that is impossible. 5Don chess is an epic struggle between good, evil, and his **DON**. It does not conform to time, it blankets time with it's primordial cause. His **DON** is present at ultimate beginning and ultimate end. To truly view his **DON** in his entirety would be from a great distance, mere fractions of which prove incomprehensible to man. We can only hope that his **DON** waits for us when the struggle turns darkest. Trust that his **DON** breaks each and every new day on the field of battle, waging another, more extreme, more righteous, more bloody assault on the hands that bind the world. He will not always be victorious, such is a fools hope. We must pray and hope and fight as his pawns, as his bishops, as his kings to ensure larger, greater, victories that drive the evils that oppose his mighty crusade away for greater and greater lengths of peace. His motives will never be clear. His objectives unmistakable yet ineffable. His failures, defeats and humiliations real yet intrinsic to an endless barrage of ensuing triumphs. 5Don chess is fought equally in the dark as it is in our plain of sight. The infinity of invisible axes folding into themselves, penetrating an array of neatly yet chaotically defined battle grounds. Do not mock yourself in pretending to have sight in mind or spirit unto any but x, y, and z. Do not mock yourself in judging what apparitions you may or may not see burst flaming into our world. These are deeply fragmented pieces that we will never understand in entirety, because 5Don is entirety. What may look like victory to us could in fact be a crushing blow to his **DON**. What may look like hopeless defeat could in fact be a major success to his **DON**. We are only graced with mere cutaways protruding from higher being down unto our own. Clarity is a foolish mans delusion. Such a man stumbles clumsily and alone into thickening fog. His **DON** has taken a great toll in waging 5Don chess. Stretching his still mortal, but hopelessly close to Godly, soul over more distance, time, etc. than has ever been thought. An unimaginable burden for man to wager God is his to drag through his **DON**'s expanded time. He can never heal from the deep wounds suffered in the name of justice. He can never again find equal in brother. His mortal mind fragmenting throughout time, stretching his essence ever thinner, hoping, hoping to one day eclipse a great enough area on the board of play to permanently bind the enemy in a white cloud of **DON**. Yes. It can be done. This is why we must make ourselves soldiers to the cause. Pawns, bishops, kings, all of us. You do not join the cause to understand it, to manipulate it, to learn it. None of these. You join the cause out of the **DON** in your heart. The **DON** in your soul. The **DON** in every inch of your being. Embrace the **DON**. Become the **DON**. **WE ARE THE DON**.