[Interlude 3]
He did not create the path you walk
But the movements of atoms and galaxies are in his book
And he sees little difference between them
It is all in his book
One day he will lay it down, when the book is done
And what comes after that is still unwritten
A page turns
Destiny continues to walk
He is holding a book
Inside the book is the Universe
There is no man
There is no book
We are free