The more you give, the more you gain.
The more you try, the less you get.
The less you give, the faster they go
The more you keep, the more they leaked away
The more you plan, the more often you modify
The more you don't plan, the less you change
So all I can think of is:
Let it flow, let it flow, let it flow
Because life is full of paradoxes
From the cradle to the grave
From ashes to ashes
That is what we are
Like what the Kansas sings:
'dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind'
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