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This sorry «game» taking place in the world today is perceived as a game of chess. The way of the game is to obey threats and possibilities, and the chess pieces have to obey their specific traits. One is punished if one is wrong doing or foolish, and obviously, for to make a manoeuvre, the chess piece has to ask for permission. To note is that the king among the chess pieces only can make one step at a time, though move in any of the eight possible directions.
The king of my opponent in this game of today is now chess mate. It is put in chess by a bishop of mine, which says you are not obeying The Law of The Jungle. Any possible move that king can possibly take is governed by songs of mine, condemning its position.
Why is it so? Because I state it is. I am on top of the hierarchy of beasts on the earth. I am Man. And I am the Son of Man, that is, of the people of Norway, and as Son of Man I am Number One among all. I rule.
THE LAW OF THE JUNGLE
Rudyard Kipling
“The Collected Poems of Rudyard Kipling”, Wordsworth Poetry Library, England, 2001
Now this is the Law of the Jungle – as old and as true as the sky;
And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper; but the Wolf that shall break it must die.
As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the law runneth forward and back –
For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack.
Wash daily from nose-tip to tail-tip; drink deeply, but never to deep;
And remember the night is for hunting, and forget not the day is for sleep.
The Jackal may follow the Tiger, but Cub, when thy whiskers are grown,
Remember the Wolf is a hunter – go forth and get food of thine own.
Keep peace with the Lords of the Jungle – the Tiger, the Panther, the Bear;
And trouble not Hathi the Silent, and mock not the Bear in his lair.
When Pack meets with Pack in the Jungle, and neither will go from the trail,
Lie down till the leaders have spoken – it may be fair words shall prevail.
When ye fight with a Wolf of the Pack, ye must fight him alone and afar,
Lest others take part in the quarrel, and the Pack be diminished by war.
The Lair of the Wolf is his refuge, and where he has made him his home,
Not even the Head Wolf may enter, not even the Council may come.
The Lair of the Wolf is his refuge, but where he has digged it to plain,
The Council shall send him a message, and so he shall change it again.
If ye kill before midnight, be silent, and wake not the woods with your bay,
Lest ye frighten the deer from the crops, and the brothers go empty away.
Ye may kill for yourselves, and your mates, and your cubs as they need, and ye can;
But kill not for pleasure of killing, and
seven times never kill man!
If ye plunder his Kill from a weaker, devour not all in thy pride;
Pack-Right is the right of the meanest; so leave him the head and the hide.
The Kill of the Pack is the meat of the Pack. Ye must eat it where it lies;
And no one may carry away of that meat to his lair, or he dies.
The Kill of the Wolf is the meat of the Wolf. He may do what he will,
But, till he has given permission, the Pack may not eat of that Kill.
Cub-Right is the right of the Yearling. From all of his Pack he may claim
Full-gorge when the killer has eaten; and none may refuse him the same.
Lair-Right is the right of the Mother. From all of her year she may claim
One haunch of each kill for her litter; and none may deny her the same.
Cave-Right is the right of the Father – to hunt by himself for his own:
He is freed of all calls to the Pack; he is judged by the Council alone.
Because of his age and his cunning, because of his gripe and his paw,
In all that the Law leaveth open, the word of the Head Wolf is Law.
Now these are the Laws of the Jungle, and many and mighty are they;
But the head and the hoof of the Law and the haunch and the hump is – Obey!
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