All the men and women are merely players in the grand scheme of love.

From his angle, the curtain seems to form itself into a shrouded, wavering figure, indescribably terrifying in its very indistinctness. Something waiting, hovering on the threshold of the visible world. Some half-embodied fear gradually assuming a hideous outer form.

Meaning … if enough people begin thinking the same thing, then the gravitational force of that thought becomes tangible … and it exerts actual force.” Katherine winked. “And it can have a measurable effect in our physical world.

I never got to make that transition from little girl to young woman... and that really screws you up.

Written By Natalie Cole

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