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The Man Who Never Lost & The Man That Never Loses

Two men seated at a table, deep in contemplation. A fierce battle is underway, replayed for the last time where it had always happened for the past thirty years. The only weapons allowed are their wits and the only armor they have is their stoicism. Only one is deserving of the title that he possesses and today is the day they find out who is truly worthy of his name.

Let us begin by analyzing "The man who never loses". Everyday he plays their game he will look his opponent in the eyes, and then he makes his move. It carries him through the whole game without fail, just as he knows it will. A scratch of the chin, a twitch of the eye, a tiny grimace here and there. These are his signals, signposts towards victory. Today is no exception. His opponent is a creature of habit, victory is assured.

The "Opponent", moves quickly, erratically, just as he always has. For the first time, both titles are truly on the line. A grimace here, a twitch of the eye there, and lastly a touch of the chin. 

Victory! It landed right where it always had. Though things turned out the way they always do, witnesses of this fierce game walk away entirely surprised. The victor himself was not. With his head bowed low in defeat, out walks the man that never loses. His title forsaken as it was never his to begin with.

"The Man Who Never Lost" is based on the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ. His death was not His defeat, it was His victory. 

A random thought not a dream

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