“Why me?” His eyes seemed to complete the question, the shrug of his shoulders mirroring the shrug of his upturned eyebrows but a realistic opinion would be that most guesses would be a bit off the mark.
Gerald was not questioning a Judge’s decision that he be confined for having committed an injustice; he was not a fugitive, a sex offender or a terrorist; perhaps his question may have revealed to those who knew him better, an implied a kinship of this kind of thinking to his secret shame for ideas which compelled him to seek answers to questions that would seem a foolish waste of time to the average person.
Gerald believed that he had not only discovered the secret of the existence of an omnipotent God but who this God is, has always been, when and how he was born and how that failed to contradict that He had always been and that he would be here for eternity. He was not the least bit mystified by the evidence that revealed that though God existed, technically He did not. Nor did it bother him to realize that a measure of Eternity could as easily be described as lasting for a trillionth of a second as to claim a larger figure, say a Trillion, trillion light years…?