World,
The other night I was drinking with some friends at his apartment playing poker and realised how much life is like a poker game... You can either play, or not. The game could go well... The game could go sour... The only true way to find out though, is to play the game.
I ante up. The dealer deals to people around me, but I cannot see their faces. I get my first card. It's the 7 of Spades. The flip flip flip of the cards rings in my ears. I try vainly to see what they are being dealt. My card comes up. It's the Jack of Spades. Now, here is an interesting moment, and I think I'll stop to explore it.
You have a different types of people in this world. One will THINK about the game, another will not even realize the game exists. The rest are somewhere in between. Some will calculate their odds. Some will pray for better cards. Some will take what's dealt at face value.
Some try and cheat the dealer. Some will get caught, some do not. When I stop to ponder which type of person *I* am, I reach a conundrum. Sometimes I worry about the cards that will be dealt. Sometimes I lay back and let them come. Sometimes I scream and curse at the dealer and blame the world and curse the gods that have caused this upon me. But truly... have whatever gods that exist done ANYTHING to me? Honestly I think not. I have no one to blame but myself. I can either accept the hand that is dealt me, or not.
Stepping back to the game... I am dealt a 10 of spades. In the back of my head, I start to piece together the possibilities. I could be working on a flush, or a straight, or even a straight flush! My heart begins to beat faster. FLIP FLIP FLIP flip flip FLIP. my card is up, the 8 of Spades.
I hold my breath... flip flip flip flip Flip FLIP. I see the card down on the table... my card... but do I dare pick it up? Salvation or Destruction lies in that card. I see all the money on the table, ALL my money on the table. The rest of the table is looking at me, but I still cannot see their faces. I reach over and pick the card up. The card feels heavy in my hand, so so heavy. I steel myself and face the card to my eyes. The words "I don't know" are written on the card. The card shimmers and shifts. I see it shift from hearts to spades to clubs to diamonds, 2s to 8s to queens to jokers. My heart stops and starts and bleeds and rejoices. I sit... in stasis... while the card changes and shifts... settling... settling... slowing... but not stopped yet.
Soon... soon I will know.
Until next time.
Knowledge is free, educate yourself.
Anonymous.
