It is all a flux of chemicals upon the face of the earth
Everything arises and demises
Nature is vain
Changing her attire every moment
For what mirror?
For awhile we spin
Like the red spot on Jupiter
Then we land on the dark side of the moon
Did we have to invent explanations?
Curiosity drove the cat beneath your wheels
If you give up explanations then what do you give up?
God doesn’t play dice
He hands the dice to us and takes our bets
The house always wins
The house designs the odds in its own favor
No dice, pal
We are here for sorrow
Then what can we make of sorrow?
It too leads to sorrow, you learn
But in compassion we become greater than any deranged god corrupted by ultimate power
And so we are sentenced…
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