The Next Chapter
My dear Olanda! I was in a tram the other day, and through the window I saw three cars standing in a traffic jam — all three, the same mark and the same colour, right in a row. And considering the fact that there are thousands of cars in this city… What’s going on? Was that predestination? Now, if somebody’d died there, right off the bat people’d be talking about Predestination, Fate, Eternity, all those mysticisms. But three of the same kind of cars, same colour, all in a row — well, that’s nothing special.
Or there’s this: man in the image and likeness. Now that’s really something. If we’re all ‘in the image and likeness,’ then we ought to all be alike — all be the same, actually. But just look: there are dark people, completely dark ones, light people, completely ligh
