Ah, dear reader. How delightful—how coincidental—that you’ve found yourself here, standing at the threshold of a most peculiar literary experience. It’s almost as if you were destined to be here. Or not. That’s the fun part, isn’t it?

Welcome to Coincidental Divinity, a tale not bound by the conventional shackles of structure or linearity. What you hold in your hands (or perhaps on your screen—very modern of you) is not a novel in the traditional sense, but a series of vignettes. Little stories, self-contained and yet woven together by threads so delicate you might mistake them for… well, coincidence.

Each vignette is a snapshot, a fleeting moment in a universe where the mundane and the miraculous share coffee at the same café. They’re microreads—perfect for the distracted, the curious, or the perpetually busy. Read one while you wait for the bus, another during your lunch break, and a third when you can’t quite sleep. These moments may seem small, but rest assured, they add up to something… profound? Perhaps. Or perhaps not. The point, dear reader, is that you’re here for the journey, not the destination. Ironic, given how often I meddle with both.

Now, let’s talk about feedback. (Oh yes, we’re getting meta already.) You see, like any good story—or coincidental mishap—this one thrives on perspectives. Yours, specifically. Did you laugh? Did you cry? Did you throw the book (or device) across the room because the goat showed up again? Good. That means we’re onto something.

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Think of your feedback as a conversation with the divine—or at least with me, the God of Coincidence. Share your thoughts, your critiques, your musings on whether or not any of this makes sense. I promise to read them. Or, at the very least, stumble upon them entirely by accident.

So, dear reader, flip the coin. Dive into the chaos. Let yourself be swept away by a story—or stories—that might make you laugh, think, or wonder why you even started in the first place. Because that’s the magic of coincidence: it’s exactly what you needed, even if you didn’t know it.

Suggest a vignette, spark a debate, or toss in a philosophical conundrum. We’re not picky—well, except for the part where it needs to make just enough sense to be absurd. Want a rabbit hole to chase? Oh, we’ve got rabbit holes, and trust me, the deeper you go, the happier the ending. Or so they say.

So, what’ll it be? A new coincidence to unravel? A grand what-if? Or maybe a trainwreck of a narrative that somehow, miraculously, works itself into brilliance? Drop your idea, steer the train, and let’s see where this wild ride takes us.

Happy reading. Or pondering. Or whatever it is you’re doing here.

Warmest regards,

The God of Coincidence

(Purveyor of Chaos, Accidental Philosopher, and He Who Holds That One Goat You Keep Seeing)