No one can predict the arrival of disaster.
No one can understand why disaster comes.
Still less would anyone know the true cause of a disaster.
The world forever marches to its own rhythm, hour by hour, moving forward, oblivious to the unexpected occurrences in every minor detail. These surprises merely tickle its fancy.
It's like this: even if you were to wrap yourself in a blanket and continually stoke the fireplace with firewood on a day of Intense Chill, you still couldn't change the cold weather during the Intense Chill, though the burning firewood would indeed warm your body.
Yet, why do you still add wood to the fireplace?
Because you prepared for the Intense Chill beforehand; even if the severe cold is terrifying, you can manage to get through it.
But how did you know beforehand that the Intense Chill would be cold? Did you somehow know that this disaster of cold would arrive?
Yes, you knew, and yet you didn't.
