Oh, how we met on that day in that place, at that time, in that way... It must be fate. You are my destiny...
Such a romantic idealogy. Except in practice, fate and destiny end up being simple and coincidental, pure chance.
In practice, if you believe in fate, believe in destiny... Why are you doing anything? Why go to work? Why go to bars to search for dates, why go on fetlife to find a match, go to play parties, hook up with friends, why look for that one person, why hunt through the masses for your soulmate (which is another arguement entirely).
If fate and destiny truly exist, it means that nothing you do matters. Everything is preplanned, every little act and action, every person you meet, every breath you take, ever meal you eat, ever day you work, every plan cancelled, every plan made. All fate, all leading you to your "destiny".
So why do anything at all? If it is pre-planned. If some omnipotent being(s) already has your number, of Lachesis, Clotho and Atropos already have their weave set and your thread within the pattern matched... Why do anything? By the logic of fate, if you sat on your ass on the couch and played video games all day, or drank yourself into a stupor, if you did nothing but lay in bed beating off or reading, sleeping, if you never bathed, never went into sunlight, if you never acted to better yourself... You'd still get your just desserts.
Someone would knock on your door one day, selling girl guide cookies, or a magazine, or doing some survey, and boom, love at first sight. Turns out he/she is a hippy that likes men/women that don't bathe and play video games with a fifth of whiskey for dinner... And voila, fate plays into motion.
Except that doesn't happen, those events don't unfold except in -really- cheesy porn movies.
Destiny... That you have a pre-planned end before death.
This is about as much of a crock as fate. If you have a pre-planned ending, again, why work towards anything? If your letter "Z" is the same from A-Y, why do what we do from B-Y? Why go to school, why go to college, why try and impress our parents, friends, mates, lovers? Why work for that promotion to provide a better life for your children/Significant other? I mean hell, if Fate is in play, it doesn't matter what you do for them, they've already been cast their lot in life and nothing you do will change that.
Voltaire has a song called "Dead" And there's a verse in it...
God is all knowing
And God is all seeing
Just who do you think that you are
To change his mind?
He already knows what you want
And decided that you didn't need it
So don't bother asking for cures or an answer
God is the one who gave you the cancer.
Which is just another side to fate. No chance, no hope. It's already there, already done, already decided what will happen and what will become of you. If you believe in Fate and Destiny... Why act to better yourself? Your lot in life is already predetermined no matter what you do.
This is of course an entire catch 22 argument in and of itself, yes I know this, because if it's all predetermined, than what you do is predetermined anyways and you have no choice in the act itself, and so on so forth down the line.
In my opinion, and this is purely my opinion.. Those who believe in fate are fatalistic... Ha! Now there's an amusing shtick. Never even saw that till I wrote it. Fatalistic is deadly, lethal, inevitable. And derived from the word Fate to begin with. Thank you Latin for Fatalis.
So those who believe in destiny and fate, are already dooming themselves to mediocrity. They are already saying that they can't get any better than they already have, and yet there are so many out there who still work and press.
Next time someone stares dreamily into your eyes, and asks, "Do you believe in fate?" Ask yourself... Why are you at the bar if you believe in Fate? And then ask yourself if they are hot enough to lie to get into their pants and say "yes".
This is a rant, merely a trigger of thoughts and ideas that spring from a single thing someone said.
On a side note. No, I do not believe in Fate, it is why I work to better myself, my life, and my path on a daily basis. And the only Destiny I believe in, is that I will, one day in the future, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but some day... End up dead, burned, and mourned by a few people I paid before my death to act like they cared.
That is all.
Cheers.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
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