Risk is nothing more than the calculated action of giving up a need to know and be aware of end result. Almost any action worth performing was or is in one way or another a risk. Life is a risk. Love is a risk. But that which is given up, that which is thrown to the wind not without care but rather without inhibition is that which will stand, inspire, and create life anew. Risk is necessary to live. Risk allows the human to sacrifice his all-knowing tendencies and the need to know all that is occurring around him because when he does not need to know, he will know. When he does not need to do, he will do. Life comes unexpectedly because of action, recognition of beauty, and a certainty that the way things are meant to be will be, and nothing more.


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