Yesterday, I was invited to the humble birthday party of a friend of mine. Despite of being the only boy at the party, I still had a good time. One of the presents she got for her birthday was a book called "The book with all the answers". It's basically a paper version of this website.
The goal is simple: if you have a question, you hold the book in your hands, repeating the question out loud (or not). Your hand is supposed to go up and down the pages. If you feel like the time is right, you open up the book et voila: the answer to your question is right underneath your nose.
We started out asking the book about banalities, varying from "Will I meet my boyfriend tomorrow at the store?" to "Will L. become a porn star?". As we kept passing along the book, rubbing it while asking questions about our future jobs and boyfriends, I couldn't help but wonder: Does fate exist, or doesn't it?
I'm not sure what to believe. If fate exists, it would imply that our lives on this blue marble are already predestined from the moment we are born. The road we need to walk has already been paved. There is no such thing as choice, for it would merely be an illusion on the way to our ultimate destiny, whatever that may be. This may sound very confusing at first, but just think about it. Imagine you have an apple in the fridge. At some point during the day, when you start feeling hungry, you are offered the choice to eat or not to eat that apple. You might think you really have a choice, but it is in fact an illusion. Fate has already decided that you're not going to consume that very apple anyway, which makes you go out for dinner, because it is predestined that you will meet the love of your life at the restaurant.
Our lives are made up out of little chain reactions that interact with each other, and fate (or the universe, as you wish) watches over us, and manipulates us into ways so we eventually end up where destiny wants us to end up.
Of course, this is just a theory, but it's fun material to think about, isn't it?
L.
PS: According to a fortune cookie I ate yesterday, a holiday to Hawaii is predestined for me. Hurray!
The goal is simple: if you have a question, you hold the book in your hands, repeating the question out loud (or not). Your hand is supposed to go up and down the pages. If you feel like the time is right, you open up the book et voila: the answer to your question is right underneath your nose.
We started out asking the book about banalities, varying from "Will I meet my boyfriend tomorrow at the store?" to "Will L. become a porn star?". As we kept passing along the book, rubbing it while asking questions about our future jobs and boyfriends, I couldn't help but wonder: Does fate exist, or doesn't it?
I'm not sure what to believe. If fate exists, it would imply that our lives on this blue marble are already predestined from the moment we are born. The road we need to walk has already been paved. There is no such thing as choice, for it would merely be an illusion on the way to our ultimate destiny, whatever that may be. This may sound very confusing at first, but just think about it. Imagine you have an apple in the fridge. At some point during the day, when you start feeling hungry, you are offered the choice to eat or not to eat that apple. You might think you really have a choice, but it is in fact an illusion. Fate has already decided that you're not going to consume that very apple anyway, which makes you go out for dinner, because it is predestined that you will meet the love of your life at the restaurant.
Our lives are made up out of little chain reactions that interact with each other, and fate (or the universe, as you wish) watches over us, and manipulates us into ways so we eventually end up where destiny wants us to end up.
Of course, this is just a theory, but it's fun material to think about, isn't it?
L.
PS: According to a fortune cookie I ate yesterday, a holiday to Hawaii is predestined for me. Hurray!
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