People scramble around in this inane little world of ours, searching for some kind of purchase in the hard, gritty slate cliff that is life, trying in vain to find an easy way up to the top of the mountain. Some people have tools to help them along; some are born with money, fame, good looks, or charisma. Others have no clear advantages, but they make a pretty good climb through life. Then there those that carry all the gear, all the weight, all the unnecessary shit that the rest of the world seems to dump on them by the truckloads. These unfortunate souls have to scramble their way to the top by their fingertips, dragging behind them all the excess loads that the others don’t seem to be bothered with. The essential difference between these three types of people is one simple, four-lettered word: Luck. Those with the money or fame have what is known as "Good Luck". Those that just mosey along at a merry pace have what is classified as "Normal Luck"; that is, they’re "Normal". The final category is cursed with "Bad Luck". Bad Luck is just another way of saying "Shit happens", "Sucks to be you", or the ever-popular "Down on your luck". The Good Luckers and the Normal Luckers don’t have any idea how incredibly easy and simple their lives are; they don’t have any other basis for comparison. The funniest part is, the Good Luckers and the Normal Luckers do the most complaining and whining and bitching and moaning throughout the painful climb that is life; the Bad Luckers don’t bother, because they’re always so far below the others that they aren’t heard. The Good Luckers are always near the top; they figure that since they have so much distance between them and the bottom, they have a greater right to complain. The Normal Luckers are similar, except they’re just below the Good Luckers, so they complain about the distance that they have to fall, and they also complain that the Good Luckers are above them in terms of betterment. The Bad Luckers hear the others complaining about the distance that they have to fall, and "how much they have to lose", if they ever do fall, and the Bad Luckers glance at their own predicament, just a few dozen feet from the ground, and don’t even bother voicing their displeasures. Never mind that they’ve got the weight of the whole fucking planet on their shoulders, right? If a Bad Lucker falls, he’ll start all over again with the climb; but the immense weight on his shoulders makes the climb unbearably slow, and also makes it impossible for him to help one of his Bad Lucker comrades should one of them fall. The Good Luckers know that they can rely on the Normal Luckers to stop their fall, should their grips slip amidst their dinners of caviar and champagne. The Good Luckers don’t give a fuck, either, because they can, in turn, stand on the shoulders of the Bad Luckers, adding even more to the latter’s burdens, and boosting himself up the cliff in the process. Bad Luckers fall a lot; that’s why they never get very high. If a Bad Lucker is persistent and possesses great "strength of will", he’ll get more altitude than the others; he may even come close to matching rank with the Normal Luckers. But the concept of Willpower is a crock; it’s just another way of saying "delaying the inevitable". Sooner or later, that Bad Lucker is going to slip; none of the Normal Luckers will help him, because he’s not of their caste; and the other Bad Luckers can’t assist, because if they did, they’d fall down, too. And if a Bad Lucker had managed to climb higher than the other before his fall, he’ll be unable to save himself, and he’ll fall to his death. Every now and then, there’s a Bad Lucker who manages to "Wise up" to the ways of the World-cliff; he’ll shuck off his burdens, and the extra strength gained from bearing that weight for so long will allow him to race as high as any of the Good Luckers; but he’ll always stop. There’s no way for a person to get any higher than that; all the other Good Luckers will grab you and keep you down at their level. The best suggestion that I could provide for you regarding life is to get a considerable distance above ground... shed your burdens, if you have to... and then jump. It’s an amazing view, I’m sure of it. Enjoy life.