The numbers still come at me. I try not to use them as an oracle, but it is an ongoing struggle. They are only visions of a madman, after all. I see the numbers every day, every hour, marking the paths of people on my websites, in the figures of the Dow-Jones, the price of gold, in the digital clocks that tell the minute. Not all of them have interpretations, but at one time it seemed that most of them did. I have stepped back from that point, at least, and I have tried not to let my mind put a pattern to the randomness that it most probably is, but it is not easy. The mind is used to leaping to conclusions when it has worn a groove in that direction. There is purpose to everything, true, but it is mercy that God lets us not see behind every curtain. Therein, madness doth surely dwell.
Lethe
8:16pm friday, 10th september
"There is purpose to everything, true, but it is mercy that God lets us not see behind every curtain. Therein, madness doth surely dwell."
Couldn't agree with you more. And yet some of us still seek a peak behind those curtains.
Haven't been to this site in years. Glad you're still writing. Your poems and prose are beautiful, and the stories you've been so kind enough to share have really helped me to deal with my own problems. God bless.
Lethe
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