Cryptic (Part 21)

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