probability-bending: do it on purpose, and you’ve found the root of all skill
the more it feels like love, the longer the story you get to tell
and never for myself, never for myself. I let the other scales do that for me. we've all got blinders on in the planes that we walk, like a point on a line that can't see past its neighboring points. only someone looking up from below or down from above is positioned to do that kind of bending safely. although "bending" is a term that comes from the way it appears in the plane being *bent*. "probability" is a team sport, where the goal is to see how far *everything that exists* can propel the observer. the goal, for you, is to steer with the wind.
there's a *very* functional "paper plane" pun in here somewhere - something about (oh we're going way beyond pun here) the ground beneath your feet being the competition material for a pro-league paper plane contest of the gods
... although I think "the gods" are just... each of us, unto each other