The Stranger

It was a strange evening for Art Rebel.  He didn't feel up to trying to pursue that which he desired.  He wanted what he desired to come to him, instead, for a change.  It took a great deal of focus, but in the end it all worked out just as he had hoped it would.   And this is because he retained his power by resisting the impulses of his ego.  In the end it all was the way he wished it to be.   And then the stranger spoke, and said what it was that made it so... and no one understood what he meant at all.   And, so the stranger smiled to himself and walked off into the sunset.