Chapter 44: Mistaken Control
August 16th, 2010
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The Driver wondered about that poor girl as the Victim's guards led him off. How much of her suffering was his fault? All of it? How many other threads had he disturbed while he wove his plans? He answered questions with rationalizations. He could not see any other way he could have moved.
All he knew was how to plan: make a sacrifice to achieve a goal. 'Minimize the sacrifice; maximize the goal.' That was the mantra, was it not?
Maybe he wasn't seeing himself clearly. Maybe the rule was actually 'minimize his sacrifice and maximize his goal.' Shift the loss to someone else then collect what's been earned. It was obvious that he had missed something.
Now a lifetime of fear was rising up. Had he really avoided payment, or had he only increased his debt?
The beach
On my knees
The sand
in my hand
It slips
It slips
scolding my fingertips
the moment I close my grip
I want
a grain of understanding
I got the note
you had signed
It seems you are seeking
the same thing as I
The pen well has dried
I write my hand
so try it on when I am alone tonight
I want
a grain of understanding
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