Friday, February 17, 2023

Life's Just a Game

Coincidence, Einstein supposedly said, is God's way of remaining anonymous, so I've often wondered what The Lord might make of accidents. How many things have to happen for literally everything we take for granted in our daily lives to exist. 

The Bridge Over San Luis Rey or a random universe with a careless clockmaker? Or does the truth lie somewhere and something in between? For your consideration.

There's a thousand answers that I don't know.
There's a thousand feelings I can't show.
Just right now.
-bill kenny   

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