Friday, October 29, 2010

Fate

I think the idea of fate, at least in my culture, is funny. These days people are justifying their actions with only "fate".

"Oh, it's not meant to be" or "What is fated is fated." or "Oh it's no use going against fate."

Now I have no problems believing the concept of destiny, that everything is predetermined from a time before time or something like that. But let me ask you this: How do you know that it is fated?

Did God himself hand you the book of destiny, that He himself wrote, for you to peer upon and instantly you know whats coming to you 5 years from now? Did some angelic figure revealed to you a teaser of what is going to happen next week?

Okay, to be fair, maybe some of us receives "prophetic" dreams that may actually predict events in the near future, but for the most of us, it is probably random dreams or even wet ones.

My point is that though we are told to believe that everything is predetermined, that every events have already been written before even time starts ticking, we do not know WHAT is actually written.

Because, as a normal human being, it would neurotic if you would know what you are going to do for the 5 minutes every time. I know that I am going to campus after this, and on the way I will step on a piece of chewed gum, and after wards I am going to find 50 bucks on the sidewalk and probably my day is going to end with me "accidentally" slipping on the bathroom floor and fall. And all that I know before I even get out of bed in the morning.

How can I possibly function normally? What about the excitement of uncertainty? Of surprise? What about FREE WILL GODDAMMIT??

I am not refuting fate or destiny. I know deep inside my heart that this thing is way bigger than all of us, in terms of comprehension or scale or whatever.

All I want is to be human.

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