libracymbalspoems
A man or puppet, he cannot discern if "He" is responsible for all the random coincidences, or the irrelevancies of life. If his past was leading up to the events of now, or if he has now awakened conscientiously, from "He" for a holy reason. This is existence, told in a story, but is his existence controlled by himself, or by "He." He'll have to find out for himself, is "He" sending him a message, how, why, is he doomed to be damned to never knowing or can he destroy this tempest that takes over his life, blowing him away from what he needs the most, the absolute truth of life.