Our Theory...

It's 9:48 there's a woman on a Plane to Paris that invites the gentleman sitting next to her, for a coffee when they land.

It's not that he's overwhelmingly handsome, or has a suitable bank account, he shows some originality in his unassuming demeanor; which all adds to the honesty in his eyes. This makes her feel comfortable, it will be a change for her to share time with such a person, but given her record with men of her past, it can only be for the better.

It's 9:49

A traveling Australian explores the Isles of Japan, finds a key in a Buddhist temple inside a bottle with a note that reads: the finder of this key may or may not find it's passage, but know now you have the key"

It is 9:51 a man floats somewhere off the grid in his Sailboat amidst the Pacific Ocean. It has been 13 days since he's been on land or had human contact. He has left his wealth behind him to find something more. Maybe in death.

It is 9:54
A man and Wife have their first child. The pictures of their own childhood flood through their minds, at the baby's first cry. The weight of reality sets in, and he realizes now he is a father, a life at his hands; but as the child calms, he feels more love than he ever has in any other moment, he feels like he could fly but would rather remain grounded to stay with the soul in his arms. His wife though pale, tired, and saline, has never looked so beautiful.

It is 9:57 there is a bill being urged by some of the most powerful people in the world. Some of them know the truth, some of them deny it, all of them intend on rewriting it; but only one intends on ending it.

It is 9:59

A young couple look into each others eyes against the London Skyline, forgetting their college degrees, and parents' wishes. In this moment they question nothing but only answer in silence.

It is 10:00

A painter finishes his work with the last stroke to canvas. His brief observation breathes a vibrance of satisfaction. He thinks to himself it is his masterpiece. He turns from it leaving it unnamed, and onto the ledge of the Venice hotel to look into the horizons, as if was awaiting some one's return.

These things took place in the mind long before they happened. Now they take place just before it all happened...