The science of Probabilty

You gaze at the statistics with a sort of disdain. "What are the chances?" you ask. Well statistics, the math of probabilty. The science which hopes with a desperate endeavour to somehow break the unpredictability of the chaotic system of this universe. Until it does,we flesh filled beings with a central nervous system, will hardly use what is central to us. Instead relying throughly on an uninvestigated forces strung together loosely by a thin precarious string of hope and faith. After all why take a chance? Yet when the forces of nature conspire and hatch that diabolical plot to send our emotional nerve centers into a tizzy, our entire primitive semi solid vessel is flooded with a gush of overwhelming substances. Echoing through us is a sudden impulsive desire to turn that delectable smile into a worrisome frown. Our innards sink. Our blood pumps. My brain does the overtime and plays the all too famous rat in a maze, relying once again on that fickle line of thread. Oh! yes you see the bright flashy aura which you know you must head towards. Its so soothing, because its there waiting to be conquered and soaked in. Yet! Somehow, somehow you cant come in physical contact of this mysterious entity. Your vision compels you. You keep persisting. You tire. YOu are human after all. YOu stop, imagining a wonderful alternate reality; Bright sunlight, music to your ears, colours to your eyes, perfume to your nose. You look at that mysterious halo and resume your horrendous recovery plan. YOu kno its possible. IS IT NOT? I ask you IS IT NOT? Strands of that thin thread begin to snap and roll back. It is inevitable now. Wait for time to take its toll. What life awaits me ahead? DO i have a choice?THis is my new life. They said i had a good chance this would not happen. "Chance" I somehow fail to understand the use of this word. Sadly my friend there is no rule in English language that says any word should have a significance or purpose. Sadly it still remains and I have been the victim of it.