Fate and Physics

Let's call the poor guy Stonewall.

Where the hell was he going?

What was the rush?

What did he want?

These of course are universal questions which could and probably should be asked of each and every one of us if we forget to ask them of ourselves.

What was he thinking besides "Oh shit" in the second of flying that it took him to hit the wall.

How bout the guy turning into the beach.

Probably thinking " the hell with this jam. I'm gonna chill on this beach. I got plenty of time. Nobody in the other lane. Put my directional on. Whoa here comes a nut. Oh shit."

Click

Opposites attract.

Opposites collide.

Physics takes over from fate.

Sure we make our own decisions.

But fate, like Circe, really knows how to whisper.

Stonewall was riding along free birding when he ran into the jam. Fate whispered "go ahead and whiteline that shit, man. This is why you got a bike in the first place. The lane is clear for a couple of miles. You gonna do this shit or not?'

Stonewall decided to do the shit and this was the last decision Stonewall ever made. The decision to hit the wall was out of his hands.

At the same time maybe three seconds later Fate whisperd to the guy four carlengths in front of me "Pull into the beach for Christ Sake. This line ain't goin' nowhere. It's hot and there ain't no place you're goin' to Mr. Tambourine Man.

Click

Physics

Fate

Infinity

etc.

Mr. Beach has never gone a day without thinking of Stonewall.

His kids have never seen their father on a day when Dad wasn't thinking about Stonewall.

His kids will tell the story to their kids.

One of them will buy a Harley.