It's not some magical power, just the ability to see what is going to happen. Given this ability, a natural thing, the temptation is to try to control the outcome. The forces at work, the workings of a human mind, are too powerful to control. No man can hold back a flood, all he can do is direct the water to where it will do least harm, hopefully away from himself.
Knowing the result of the game while the game is being played is a curse, and kind of boring. Betting feels like cheating, telling others feels like spoiling the end of the film. This is the true loneliness, knowing but not saying, watching the action unfold, eyes closed, picking up the pieces.
Some are born playing piano, solving equations, running fast. These people are recognized and loved. Seeing the patterns, feeling the flow, no one loves these things. Nobody likes a smartarse.
Parkstreet
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