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Kerouac Rules For Spontaneous Prose #28

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At The Globe Inn, Dumfries 2:15pm

Johno MacDougal talking to Prissey

It’s all down to chance, really. If you think of everything that has ever come into your life…it’s all chance. Them Frenchies– what do they call it? Le bon chance. The good luck. The roll of the almighty dice (albeit sometimes they feel loaded) but a chance thrown and odds and sods are it. Either you is or you is not someone’s baby at that point in time.

And all of life’s scary monsters. What of them? How do they figure, mate?

Ah, them. They are just thrown in for shits and giggles, hen. You didnae think any of it was ever planned, did ye? Even though you think you plan it down to the last thing–roll of the dice–it all goes tits up, ken?

Ah right…so nothing is anything you ever really worked on then?

No. Not as such. Because what you are working on depended on another die you rolled or coin you tossed when you were deciding if that is what you were going to go for in the first place, ken?

Aye, I ken. Mind you, what if you have always known what you wanted. Surely, that is something that is not up to chance. You are the master of your own destiny. The captain of your own proverbial ship, right?

That’s a myth, hen. That really never happens.

Oh?

Think about it. Your very existence was a chance. Your Da’s sperm either gets there or will not. So you sitting here was just down to luck. Then your thought process is never absolute. Whether you do it aloud or inside your heid, it’s always flip-flopping. You have no clue what you want for sure– Will I? Will I not?–You are given all the options ever thought of—past present future—all of it just floating about around your head—

Like in orbit.

Aye, in orbit around your heid. Only some of us mask it better than you do, hen, with all your indecision. Aye, it’s cute, I’ll give you that but even when you make a decision, there is always that wee moment of regret that you didnea go “the road less travelled”, ken?

I guess it’s all down to wondering if you made the right choice.

It matters not since each choice comes with all its negatives and positives. There is never a completely right choice or a completely wrong choice. Mainly because what you decide to do and the repercussions that follow may be either good or bad for you but will be either good or bad for those around you. At the end of the day, you do what you do–decide what you decide–live with what happens after and make more decisions based on chance to either improve or rectify what happened on the last turn.

Ok.

Have you made your decision then, hen? What did you decide on?

I’ll just have a Tennent’s lager, mate.

Right.

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“Who are you calling “little”?

“YOU, you hobbit wanna be…”

“Are YOU really saying this? Or are you in character?”

“Oooops. sorry. Make your saving throw.”

“Dude. This is LIFE. There IS no saving throw…”

“Buggar.”


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