Omega Trigger
4 November 2005 | Master File | No Comments
How many times do I have to look over my shoulder? How many times have I lived this life? How many times has it ended in the same series of events? Will I see the omega trigger?
I think I will. I think I have.
I think I’ve lived and dies a thousand times. More times than the phoenix. With more chances branching out than on the great red wood tree. I feel as old as our ages record.
I suspect that this is the meaning to the unending coincidences bombarding my mind with all the signs of life from the material world.
God is a weak word for a concept I can barely comprehend when it smacks me in the face a hundred times a day.