Yes, it had taken him a long time to figure it out, but he was getting
very close. He had always thought that things happened in a fashion that
appeared to be coincidental to what he was thinking of or writing about but he
had a suspicion that there was more than that. In some fashion his thoughts and
now his words became realities in some bizarre way akin to another dimension or
something that he did not understand and could not describe. It was not like he
had any control over the actions of others, especially people that he had never
met or had any acquaintance with. He had no command over people, he could not
think someone to do something or write about a specific action and have it
happen. No, Coincidence for the most part appeared to be random, but usually
with some very striking similarities, that’s why he had always considered
Coincidence as the cause. His life was filled with them and they were all focused on his
thoughts and now his writing.
Now he was standing in the hallway embracing this beautiful woman who
was completely naked and wanting him so badly that he could cut the Passion in
the air with a knife. He had written the words and now Coincidence was here in
a place and a time that once again he did not calculate. It was within hours of
being written that this occurrence was happening. There was a part of him that
wanted to embrace not only Love and this moment and take her and make crazy love
to her, but there was also a part of him that was so frightened of what this
meant that he wanted to run and never look back. He knew now what he had only
presumed and he questioned that perhaps he should never have thought about it.
It still appeared that Coincidence was being driven by a dark force,
bent on destroying things and causing pain, so if he made love to her would
this merely be the wicked side of Passion taking form driven by insatiable Lust? He was frightened and did not
want harm to come to anyone from his thoughts or actions, but if it was true
how could he stop it or how could he use it in a beneficial way? In this world
of instant communication and information there was no excuse or time for ignorance,
and if someone were to find out about his ability would they be safe? He remembered that feeling that he had in the café of being watched before running into and meeting Fate.
In the meantime, there was this incredible moment that he was experiencing,
and as Love’s hands started to unbutton his shirt he remembered how lonely he
had been and how desperately he wanted to hold someone just as he was doing
now. He would make a decision standing here in this hall that could possibly change
the course of history, at the very least his. If Coincidence had brought him here it was now Choice that would keep him.
The decision, game on. He picked her up, her bare legs wrapped around
his waist, carried her back into the room, shut the door behind him and followed
Destiny, to be lovers. To hell with Fate, and if this was only Coincidence, he
was going to enjoy the fruits of Passion and Lust. This was not just some woman;
this was Love in the flesh, and she had been touched by his thoughts and words. This is what
legends are written of, this is the reason people have expressed, felt, and
shared with others throughout all time.
This was the moment of Truth…
Could he, would he, and most important, should he penetrate the veil of
Love? This question was about to be answered, and if she had her way, it would
be more than once…
To be continued…
Robert
2016
