nevertheless

hope for it. i cant, i am left only with small pieces of belief. well knit them all and make you a nice wish. and bet them all up? what if i lose? they say luck is when preparation meets opportunity. but they forgot to tell you the third party. the one who arranges the meeting. the one who orchestrated which preparation meeting which opportunity. you may have all the preparations in the world. and you may also have all the opportunities. but not the meeting. you're still a jack shit. i know a guy who's so shallow, the fishes are jumping. but still envoking envy nevertheless. so what's the morale of the story? should we carry on piling up canned foods and prepare for the third world war? should we jack into the matrix 24/7? can we have enough preparations? how far will we go for those opportunities? i know a guy who's so dumb, you can play fetch with him. but he got straight b's nevertheless. i got to admit. he's clever in one thing. sucking up the teachers. the morale? you can see that at least, i still have my faith. at least.