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Hope For The Best But...

The fighter must be ready to die.

The dog trainer must be ready for the bite.

The lover must be ready for the pain.

The artist must be ready for the critics.

The builder must be ready for the flood.

The skydiver must be ready for the wind.

The surfer must be ready for the shark.

The bullfighter must be ready for the horns.

The party must be ready for the cops.

The gambler must be ready to lose it all.

The drinker must be ready for liver failure.

The woman must be ready for the violence of a hateful man.

The naive man must be ready for the venom of a spiteful woman.

The heart surgeon must be ready to battle the reaper.

The firefighter must be ready for the raging flame.

The thinker must be ready to lose his mind.

The scientist must be ready to be wrong.


We must stay ready for the worst

because only the human that doesn’t do anything,

has nothing to be afraid of.





 
 
 

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