Somewhere someone is looking for exactly what you have to offer.
Well, your whole life is like a checkerboard and there's a sense that you get, especially looking back on it, that you begin to realize and gain awareness that there's something else moving all of these pieces around in your life, and that was really true for me right from the very beginning.
Only the sea, murmurous behind the dingy checkerboard of houses, told of the unrest, the precariousness, of all things in this world.
Man created the checkerboard; God created the karass.
I want people to look at a checkerboard and think of me!