Preparation comes with the possibility of triumph, amidst the unfairness towards people who were thrown in for a surprise.
It is a blessing to have a crystal ball in hand before the test starts, the answers all in plain sight before the future descends upon us like the gloomy sky clouded with uncertainties, and so we prepare.
The fate of the stars are finite, and the prophecies were likely to be set in stone since the beginning of Time and the Universe, and yet we choose the ignorance of destiny, thinking the power of free will is always in our hands.
Maybe it is, maybe having the privilege to plan ahead makes the inevitable roller coaster rides less frightening, and who knows how long the joy will last.
There are the usual amusements everyone faces, with some that are bound to encounter horrors in fire pits, muddy trenches, scalpel knives, sharp needles, or Death straight from the gates.
Someone needs to fill in the gaps of war and sacrifice, so the homes are protected and nations cultivated. Preparation is not a means to win, it is a downright fault of the mind to attempt on rewriting history of one bug, with countless bugs following the trend of saving their own skin.
Omnis cellula e cellula, all cells come from cells, the domino effect of constant preparation could mean the transformation of interstellar significance, or a coagulation of solid defiance, ultimately rewriting history, for better or for worse.