Original math, the math that still works, the math you grew up with. Effort increases your chances, nothing tangible is truly deserved, only earned. Good luck, bad luck, fate, those are the breaks. Odds is all. Folks are run over by busses daily, or weekly for sure.
This spectrum of colorful humanity, what a weird identity, especially knowing the reality of shades. It's a fantastic miracle, any birth. Any pigment of creation, any skin. Get real. New Coke sucks as bad as it did in the 80's.
Twist, twist in the wind. Dish out more shame, it's an attention getter. Like a gnat, or a lawn mower next door. A true nuisance, but accepted. We can all use more shame.
