The Gods throw the dice
	and how do you respond?

When numbers don’t fall your way

How do you respond
	When the numbers fall outside the lines
Of what you thought.
Of what you controlled.
Of what you planned. 

Because. 

The Gods don’t care. 
The Gods roll the dice anyway.
They don’t ask if you realise you’re in their game all along. 
They don’t care. 
They roll. 

Because. 
You cannot control their throw. 
You cannot control where the dice land
You cannot control the wind
Where or how the dice will land
And which numbers show themselves to your eyes
To your heart. 

Because the Gods roll the dice
The game they play is love. 

In the middle of the game
You only choose. You decide. 
Whether to play along. 
Whether to follow. 
Whether to reject the numbers
And hope they roll again. 

The game, where the love reveals her hand
In the roll of a dice, the tumble of the numbers

The game of love
Where the Gods roll the dice
The dice that cannot be controlled
And neither can the Gods

But God. I can make you like I want you to be. 
But God. You fit my rules. That’s how it works. 
But God you fit in the boxes nicely
Bounded by the rules I have for you
Mind rules, anxiety and shame rules
That’s where you belong. 
In my mind, in common sense. 
Predictable, controlled God
Reliable. Functional. 
Systematic God for the systemised powers. 

That’s not how it works. Because it’s not actually working. 

The Gods they roll the dice.
The God are free. 
The Gods don’t wait to be asked. 
The Gods throw, anyway. 

The Game of love that transcends all
The Game of love that the powers persecute
The Game of love that is up to the Gods

The Gods, they roll the dice
Freeing Love from the mind
Freeing Love from the rules
Freeing Love from its cage. 

Freeing Love into a dance,
Of music, on the stage of everywhere. 

The Gods roll the dice. 
Freeing love into her game
So what will you do
When the dice, they land
And you see
And the numbers point their arrows
In somehere
That you must go

For to play the game of love
		The rules of the game of Love
			are, that
				She will always win. 

Surrender to her game, surrender to her numbers

You have a choice, you always do
Surrender or make love no place for you. 

Or play along. 

In the game of love,
		
That the Gods throw for you.