Life, A Coin Toss

It was that incongruity of thought that lashed across the outstretched hand of fate; and life, as life always is, a coin toss, flippant, with no sure outcome to debate. New paths opening in the realm of choice, some raw, others smoother and well traveled safely beckoning with a comfortable voice, others primitive, wild and uncontrolled. There's fate swinging its kamikaze sword battling against its own self interest able to mutter but a single word, with powerless repetition, 'divest.' Hazards present themselves quite readily so fate can put its feet up and relax when outcome triumphs over sanity soon earth will look at man and turn her back, then fate again will rule with instincts mind and all that's left tow a congruent line.