You cannot serve both God and money
In the beginning, there was the die, and it was good. The people saw the die and were tempted, saying, «Let us roll on pumpfun, for what is life without a chance?» Thus, they gathered at the tables of chance, the tokens were shuffled, and the chips stacked high. And the first bundle was made, and the heavens trembled.
But a voice from the heavens cried out, «Beware! For the love of money is the root of all folly.» Yet the people, blinded by the sparkle of gold, laughed in the face of wisdom, saying, «What need have we for wisdom when fortune favors the bold?» And so they wagered their fortunes, believing that luck was a fickle friend who would always return.
The gambler spoke, «I shall not cease my play, for I am the master of my fate!» But the dev was cruel, and the tokens began to dwindle. Then the gambler wept, «Oh, how has fortune betrayed me! I shall chase my losses until my days are no more!» The crowd around him murmured, «He hath sinned, for he knoweth not when to fold.» Thus, the wise among them gathered, saying, «Let us remind him of the Proverbs: ‘A fool and his money are soon parted.’» But the gambler, in his pride, cast aside their words and continued to play, believing his luck would change.
Thus, the wise gathered once more, saying, «Verily, the sin of gambling is not in the wager itself but in the folly of believing that one’s fate lies in chance.» They turned their backs on the table, leaving the gambler to ponder his fate, for the moral of the tale is clear: let not thy heart be led astray by the glitter of gold or the thrill of the game, for true riches are not found in the stacks of chips but in the wisdom of knowing when to walk away.