Direct Nerve Damage

In mathematics one plus one should equal two. In the natural world, one plus one equals three. These common human mistakes prove our ignorance to the flow, the summits of cosmic fractal patterns that repeat forever and ever, ones that can never be answered in a lab, or on paper, they just continue, like time itself.
The matchbook you were trying to strike was soaked and ruined from the mid summer rain, matted hair and beads of water added to the beauty of your smirk, your infinity ability to penetrate the safety net array I had so cleverly planned out.
You wore a bracelet that said, 'EVOL' and you explained to me that in was love backwards, this was obvious really, but you also explained to me that love is usually a series of backwards events, you don't just walk up to someone and say, “we're in love now.” the sky was lit bright gray and there was a dull roar of thunder miles away, the train platform shined in the gleaming electric light reflections in the pools and puddles, “love is random, its a fractal pattern.” your eyes surveying the sky above, “its based on a series of events that no one can determine or plan, its destiny.” “destiny?” I questioned, “ you really go around believing its all a predetermined life? Nothing is random, or spontaneous? You just live life in the route set for you, like a train stuck on tracks?” your eyes trailed from the sky to the railways in front of you, the sound of passing freight cars on a nearby track added a scene of music and poetry to the moment,

“we all meet, and fall in love, fall out of love, live, die, eat, sleep, go to work, and do whatever we do in our lives because its...its....” she paused. “picture an avalanche, one flake starts it all, moving out into a bigger unstable fissure and eventually the whole side of the mountain is coming down right?” I nod, glancing at my watch and then eyeing the beauty of the exhaust from jets overhead crossing forming grids in the sky, disappearing into the storm clouds to the west, “one day at the beginning of everything, one event, one motion, set in play the avalanche that is today's life.” “action – reaction, right?”

I let out a sigh and silently refused the idea.