Nothing Ever Happens Until It Does
Passing thoughts on fate, destiny, and things that never happen anyway.
I discern a sense of uncertain tension in the air. As though nothing is predetermined, and yet the risk of events taking on a life of their own is more acute now than it has ever been.
It's probably nothing, because, as many say, "nothing ever happens".
And yet things do happen. All the time. Small and medium-sized things that make a ripple in the collective consciousness for a day or two, and then are quickly forgotten.
Yet those seemingly insignificant things add up over time, and they methodically nudge the window of possibilities in ways dangerous and unforeseen.
A powerful American military force is converging on a prospective battlefield; an ancient battlefield, where many seemingly invincible armies — and the kingdoms that sent them — have encountered historic calamity.
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— Will Schryver