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Tonight, I shall be talking about fate, or destiny if you'd prefer to call it that. In other words, I'll be talking about the idea of one's life being destined to happen a specific way no matter what.
Some people believe in this thing called, "fate" or "destiny" or whatever the hell you want to call it. It's pretty much the concept of having a certain future already planned out and will maybe happen no matter what you do, because it has already been written in the stars. But the topic won't be limited to just fate. I'll be broad in stating tonight's theme, and I'll be saying that I'll be talking about living with limits.
Some people believe that their lives are already planned out before once they are born, or even before their sperm cell-selves even get to beat the other tadpole-like objects to their mother's prison of an egg cell. Some may even believe that before their fathers or mothers were born, or their grandparents were conceived into this horrible world, everything that would transpire throughout eternity had already been planned out.
I've observed that it's mostly the religious people who believe in this idea... Well, maybe the Christians, because I very rarely discuss to people of other religions about philosophy and their own religions. It's not that I'm narrow-minded or anything. It's just that here, pretty much all the people you hang out with would be a Christian, be it Catholic or not.
First of all, before I share my opinion, let me help the idiots to fully grasp the concept of fate -- or at least my understanding of it:
Try to remember all those times you spent watching That's So Raven. Try to remember how she got all those visions that either made her so happy and excited for the future, or scared the fried chicken out of her and made her do everything she could to try and stop it.
Let's first focus on the bad visions she saw -- or at least the visions she saw that she thought were bad. I won't really give a specific example, because -- well, -- I want to be a little creative here. So let's pretend I make my own That's So Raven episode.
So let's say Raven has a vision of Devon breaking up with her. She flips out, obviously. She does that exaggerated acting that cracks us all up. So she goes paranoid as she tries so desperately to show Devon how much she loves him, or maybe spies on Devon, like a schoolgirl in the same school with a young Jude Law, to make sure he's not cheating on her. Then Devon, obviously notices Raven's strange and hilarious stunts and disguises that make us all laugh to our loins, and eventually gets tired of it. Then he breaks up with our African-American friend and you all go: "Damn it, Devon! That is SO NOT RAVEN!" as your saliva showers out everywhere in front of your stoned friend who only laughs once the credits start rolling.
So, I'm assuming that you now understand the concept of destiny that I'm trying to make clear her. Your fate will happen, no matter what you do. It'll be either someone makes it happen, or you make it happen yourself. And once it happens, all you could do is shout out "OH SNAP!"
So now, we move on to my thoughts on this crazy talk:
How can it be really that all our lives are already planned out in front of us? I think that if that is really the case, then we couldn't really be considered alive. I would say that we wouldn't be living life if we don't get to decide what happens to us, or if someone else decides for you. In my opinion, we would just be puppets or actors playing out destiny's dreams.
Think of two different video games, Heavy Rain and maybe Kingdom Hearts. Both are good games, no doubt, but let's look at the difference. In Kingdom Hearts, you play as a character fulfilling that character's story plot. If you die, you restart from where you died, and when you finish the game, that's it. No matter what you do, the story stays the same, all you get to choose is how you play towards the end. But as for Heavy Rain, you decide everything. The story changes accordingly to the actions you take. If you die, you're dead, but the game still plays on. Just like in real life, because when you die, everyone is going to move on. I'm not trying to promote games here, though, all I want is to use things to help me further explain my point.
Now, as for a religious belief that I always hear from the people living around me. (I'll be talking about Christians specifically because these are the people I live with.) They always talk about God's plan and God's will. If it happens, it's meant to be, if it doesn't, then it's not in God's plan. Why does everything have to go by His plan, anyways? This is life, not a game of Sims... unless... But seriously, I don't see why people believe that everything on earth happens for a reason -- well, that's true, but I can't believe that the reason is always because "it is God's plan". I can't believe that rape, murder, genocide, suicide, poverty, corruption, pollution, hunger, famine, and hate are all part of God's plan. Let's not all pull off a Justin Bieber and say that God approves of rape.
And as for the concept of good things happening to the good and bad things happening to the bad, well, that's bullshit. And as for things happening to whoever deserves it, well, that's also bullspit. It's not like a poor person has a greater chance of picking up a coin than a wealthy businessman. It's all by chance... and also the factors like their locations, how observant they are of their surroundings, how fat their stomachs may be that would hinder them from bending down, their nails, and whatnot. But let's not be too technical.
Now off to a broader topic, which may come off as a little immature, but it's a little thought I would want to share.
The limits of life. So many things give us different rules and conditions to live by, and it makes me sick. I hate living this life wherein I can't do what I want, just because of the people I'm around. I know that rules are significant because they instill order and discipline in people, but some rules are just complete bull shipping fee.
What's the point of living life if you can't live it the way you want to? Will you have to adjust your way of thinking and your dreams and your emotions just to fit into the things that you can do? That sucks all kinds of ass.
Some people believe in this thing called, "fate" or "destiny" or whatever the hell you want to call it. It's pretty much the concept of having a certain future already planned out and will maybe happen no matter what you do, because it has already been written in the stars. But the topic won't be limited to just fate. I'll be broad in stating tonight's theme, and I'll be saying that I'll be talking about living with limits.
Some people believe that their lives are already planned out before once they are born, or even before their sperm cell-selves even get to beat the other tadpole-like objects to their mother's prison of an egg cell. Some may even believe that before their fathers or mothers were born, or their grandparents were conceived into this horrible world, everything that would transpire throughout eternity had already been planned out.
I've observed that it's mostly the religious people who believe in this idea... Well, maybe the Christians, because I very rarely discuss to people of other religions about philosophy and their own religions. It's not that I'm narrow-minded or anything. It's just that here, pretty much all the people you hang out with would be a Christian, be it Catholic or not.
First of all, before I share my opinion, let me help the idiots to fully grasp the concept of fate -- or at least my understanding of it:
Try to remember all those times you spent watching That's So Raven. Try to remember how she got all those visions that either made her so happy and excited for the future, or scared the fried chicken out of her and made her do everything she could to try and stop it.
Let's first focus on the bad visions she saw -- or at least the visions she saw that she thought were bad. I won't really give a specific example, because -- well, -- I want to be a little creative here. So let's pretend I make my own That's So Raven episode.
So let's say Raven has a vision of Devon breaking up with her. She flips out, obviously. She does that exaggerated acting that cracks us all up. So she goes paranoid as she tries so desperately to show Devon how much she loves him, or maybe spies on Devon, like a schoolgirl in the same school with a young Jude Law, to make sure he's not cheating on her. Then Devon, obviously notices Raven's strange and hilarious stunts and disguises that make us all laugh to our loins, and eventually gets tired of it. Then he breaks up with our African-American friend and you all go: "Damn it, Devon! That is SO NOT RAVEN!" as your saliva showers out everywhere in front of your stoned friend who only laughs once the credits start rolling.
So, I'm assuming that you now understand the concept of destiny that I'm trying to make clear her. Your fate will happen, no matter what you do. It'll be either someone makes it happen, or you make it happen yourself. And once it happens, all you could do is shout out "OH SNAP!"
So now, we move on to my thoughts on this crazy talk:
How can it be really that all our lives are already planned out in front of us? I think that if that is really the case, then we couldn't really be considered alive. I would say that we wouldn't be living life if we don't get to decide what happens to us, or if someone else decides for you. In my opinion, we would just be puppets or actors playing out destiny's dreams.
Think of two different video games, Heavy Rain and maybe Kingdom Hearts. Both are good games, no doubt, but let's look at the difference. In Kingdom Hearts, you play as a character fulfilling that character's story plot. If you die, you restart from where you died, and when you finish the game, that's it. No matter what you do, the story stays the same, all you get to choose is how you play towards the end. But as for Heavy Rain, you decide everything. The story changes accordingly to the actions you take. If you die, you're dead, but the game still plays on. Just like in real life, because when you die, everyone is going to move on. I'm not trying to promote games here, though, all I want is to use things to help me further explain my point.
Now, as for a religious belief that I always hear from the people living around me. (I'll be talking about Christians specifically because these are the people I live with.) They always talk about God's plan and God's will. If it happens, it's meant to be, if it doesn't, then it's not in God's plan. Why does everything have to go by His plan, anyways? This is life, not a game of Sims... unless... But seriously, I don't see why people believe that everything on earth happens for a reason -- well, that's true, but I can't believe that the reason is always because "it is God's plan". I can't believe that rape, murder, genocide, suicide, poverty, corruption, pollution, hunger, famine, and hate are all part of God's plan. Let's not all pull off a Justin Bieber and say that God approves of rape.
And as for the concept of good things happening to the good and bad things happening to the bad, well, that's bullshit. And as for things happening to whoever deserves it, well, that's also bullspit. It's not like a poor person has a greater chance of picking up a coin than a wealthy businessman. It's all by chance... and also the factors like their locations, how observant they are of their surroundings, how fat their stomachs may be that would hinder them from bending down, their nails, and whatnot. But let's not be too technical.
Now off to a broader topic, which may come off as a little immature, but it's a little thought I would want to share.
The limits of life. So many things give us different rules and conditions to live by, and it makes me sick. I hate living this life wherein I can't do what I want, just because of the people I'm around. I know that rules are significant because they instill order and discipline in people, but some rules are just complete bull shipping fee.
What's the point of living life if you can't live it the way you want to? Will you have to adjust your way of thinking and your dreams and your emotions just to fit into the things that you can do? That sucks all kinds of ass.
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I'm so glad this post doesn't feel sloppy and messy.
It's probably because it has already been more than an hour
since I began writing.
Anyways, it's now 10:21 pm and I still have to wake
up at 5:30 am tomorrow. I hate school.
I hope that this entry makes you think a little.
But then again, like all posts, these are all just my
opinions. You don't have to look at life my way.
Out.
P.S. OH SNAP!
and please like me on Facebook! :)
It's probably because it has already been more than an hour
since I began writing.
Anyways, it's now 10:21 pm and I still have to wake
up at 5:30 am tomorrow. I hate school.
I hope that this entry makes you think a little.
But then again, like all posts, these are all just my
opinions. You don't have to look at life my way.
Out.
P.S. OH SNAP!
and please like me on Facebook! :)
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