especially not those dependent upon chance!"
This was not a satisfactory answer, because
the man did not know the circumstances of this circumstance.
To win: I would go with him on his next trade. Fully funded.
To lose: We would go about our lives as normal.
He said, "My friend, what stock do you hold
in these silly games. A man of your class,
you should heed the Word for our God has blessed you.
And our wonderful bride takes care of all things,
controls them, and always knows the outcome.
Like yourself, as a babe,
Forth through your mother's birth canal,
He knew every hair on the head passing through.
Yet you believe in this false god of Chance."
I reply, quite aggresively now, "Choose now!
My good man, for whether or not your god Governs
this happening of all happenings,
He has no control in the unraveling of the dice,
so heads, or tails!"
"OK, heads! Only because i believe this to be your eccentric sillyness!"
As the shiny silver sputtered and flickered in the air,
it fell with a soft pitter-pat on my palm,
and read with my destiny.
My destiny to be free from this,
at least for a little while.....
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