PLACEBO
there are no rules you can follow to make things happen if you invented them yourself - those fictional paths youre trying to figure out.. its deceiving, it looks familiar, seems as it makes some sense.. it promises small victories and successful plans, but there is nothing there, not a single formula - its only running in circles, chasing your own tail, far from any progress.
you know, if you salivate, the stake wont necessarily be served. its a reflex - dont put yourself in such a position. dont let it make a dog out of you.. a carnivore. its a chance, an accident, fluke, luck, bad luck.. its random and it wont lead you anywhere. the more you repeat it the outcome is more shocking and disappointing and youll realize it was a huge waste of time and tail wagging. it is rewind play rewind play rewind and once it simply wont play anymore and youll be left salivating expecting the fallacious old bitch to do the same trick again - to feed the dog, to quench the bells, to tell lies or not even that, but just a promise that it will keep repeating itself and comforting you, while youre spinning your wheel in a cage, dreaming of the waded range left behind.
