because we basically all layed down the Wheel of Fortune Card when mom did the Tarot after catching us on our first time giving false witness, but so badly faked that it was kinda cute...
but it also means that you are enterig the Casino part of this world spinning the Wheel of Fortune on everything you do as punishment for breaking a comandement or at least trying. No matter who you are entering this part of existance, I am the Corto Maltese type a guy with a deeply routed, always pushing drive to Travell, the most strongest drive for freedom having joy and pleasure by training both mind and body, always trying to understand more and more and being called or asked a Jew as both a compliment or threat, definetly attracting the jelous for obvious reasons and Dad told me to go always keep moving, to look for trouble and fight only good wars always following my heart to keep it pure, while mum said be a simple man and you'll be able to predict the wheels outcome, if you just spinn it yourself....
With all this understood and taught I step into the Casino and it has many rooms, some hidden and guarded, some just difficult to find, some for few and some for many with all different games on tables and machines for lonelytude and company having all different odds.
I passed by the most posh game, the Roloutte table, with all its glory and that little excuse for staying at the table by placing two fifty-fifty bets on red and black to never loos and never win, but not without the jelous rich men there noticeing me and found a table with Five Cards Draw Poker players to know that I had found my game and company. The infamous Redneck Outlaw Room, that is for many on the One Armed Bandits just a legend and for the rich jelous the most hated place considering the riscs of the game filled with Cowboys, Ghetto Kids, Mercenaries. Dealers, Growers, Smugglers, Thieves, Mobsters, Revolver Kids and Gun Men and Preacher Sons.
The room was banned by the rich men officially, yet we kept playing and retaliated the ban by turning outlaws cheating the rich men, to continue playing. We even got them closer by creating a new version of Poker that remained all legal, made it in the stakes dealed right next to the Roulette table by the rich men pushing cash and spectators in, while we remained hidden in a back room, yet one of the rich remained jelous calling himself a master player with lots of time on the Roulette table, but betting red and black only even simultaneously being always among those some in the Casino not in for playing, but ruling the players.
Imagine that we made a plan to get that man, with his jelousy and constant drive to make our joy miserable, to continue our game in a more comfertable room closer to the bar by tricking him onto the Black Jack table....as quick as our game, as many odds as his game and as little or as big stakes as both games.
starting now...
knock knock was not about a door in Outlaw land ever
May the best survive
all lifes all in
