Heavy snow, rain, and slashing winds
did not stop us from driving to the falls.
Warm inside, we watched through windows
the mesmerizing force of pounding water
heard nature's roar, its continuous rush
felt the thrill of life, of friendship.
At the casino, a different kind of rush.
Bleary-eyed players pushing buttons
feeding bills into garish machines
seeking the thrill of winning
at the risk of losing everything.
Taking risks, an inherent part of human nature,
makes me curious about why we choose to put ourselves in danger.
Or do we really have a choice when our genes are hardwired to do so?
Or did our childhood environment determine our risk-taking needs?
Some interesting articles that explore these issues:
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