I don’t believe in superstitions.

For the life of me, I can’t figure out how three grams of saliva fired over my left shoulder can change the trajectory of a brick that should fall on my head around the corner.

What is the connection between them?!

Or what kind of trouble can my grandmother bring me with empty buckets, unless I am her grandson and it is not my duty to go to the well for this water?

In General, I think that superstition is a subconscious desire to share responsibility for your future with unknown supernatural forces. Therefore, morally weak people are mostly superstitious, especially tender, fragile women.

Strong, confident people didn’t care about black cats… three times over the left shoulder )))

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