This man is my twin (NYT link). Or at least, just a very close relation. But I mean, he thought he was the Antichrist, he wanted to save the world, atheist to Christian, a computer programmer. Wow. Hits on all those things. Of course, he’s public, and I’m still in the shadows, but we have an incredible number of things in common. I dunno, I kinda liked it better when I thought I was the only one like that, but I should take such things as a blessing. I still have an experience or two he can’t top, but maybe he has a couple things on me, too. At least, knowing about the Antichrist thing, that gives me a great sense of relief — we can’t both be the one and only Son of Satan. I find it very interesting when fate hands me something like this: something I cannot quite slot into the classifications I have built. It’s telling me I am too small, and will always be too small to fit the way of the world into my head. Best to grow, when we can, to hold onto these fleeting moments. The soul must constantly grow, else it shrinks, for we all are made of change.
