Isaac Whatever

I may have made a bargain I didn’t intend to keep. That I didn’t fully understand. When I was in Tibet, in the old land, where the deep powers still walk the earth and weird things happen every day, I threw a promise into the wind.

We were in a boat on Blue Lake. The monks threw bananas out of the boat saying it appeased the Nagas. I threw a banana out, but instead of making the Nagas ignore me I wanted their attention. I concentrated, trying to project my thoughts. I said I wanted wealth and power, and if they gave it to me, and told me how to repay them, I would.

Now I sit in Seattle, working at my new job, about to move in to my new apartment, and I wonder. Why did I get this job? Why now?