Chance is the death of determinism,
for I grab at chance when I can as a
decision that humans, like me, have
made over millennia, and if, in holding
onto a possibility, something arrives
then that is actuality, which may well
indeed turn out for good or flip and
march towards ill, or it might be the
genesis of something fresh and novel
that has just begun, and chance spurred
by risk, with the guile to see something
beyond the clouds, has created a vision
splendid that opens out on a clear day.

 

9/9/2024