Life is nothing but an elaborate game of russian roulette.

Eventually, you get so bored, so drowned with routine that you decide to do something else.

you make a choice.

These risks, these choices are when you feel most alive.

If you're lucky, you'll choose something that you won't regret.

That you'll thrive with. Revel in.

or you choose something else

miscalculate your destiny

and lose.

Eventually, we all have to face the fate of the rogue bullet.

Eventually, it all has to end. All the risk, all the choices.

Even if you stay in your boring sickening routing, your luck runs out.

So what do we do?

Repetition or Randomness

Structure or chaos

It's all a choice, it's all a decision.

God's just there holding the revolver.