it happens to you once in a while. maybe even more than once in a while. once in a while, very particular things happen at the same moment, enough for you to notice the queerness of the situation and have you questioning the nature of the occurrence: is it fate or pure coincidence? if the said occurrence seems powerful enough, it has you wondering what lies in the stars or in the magical dirt of the earth that has the ability to bring things together in an enchanting manner. if it is only a matter of chance and it means nothing at all, then we are the creators of meaning and in that sense, we are the sole creators of our world. you might be an existentialist or a fate-ist, but in the big picture of colorful pictures, we have the burden to invent meaning.
however you choose to read the lines in your life, please make it your own. own it.
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raging about life in the big city.
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