We all are fragments and reflections of each other, whether we like it or not. We are the people we’ve met directly or indirectly (virtually) , the places we’ve been, the movies we’ve seen, the music we’ve heard, the books we’ve read, and so much more that’s external to us that we let into our minds which determine who we turn out to be.
Even if it’s someone we met who we once loved and now hate, a book we read which we didn’t enjoy, a films philosophy we didn’t agree with, it still has made its impact onto us no matter how irrelevant or insignificant it may feel.
Whether you know it or not, it changed you in some way shape or form. Think about that for a minute, look back on who you are and who you were.
This is the essence of my response when I’m asked if I am a believer in things like fate or destiny. Neither can we see it, nor can we really feel it, it’s a construct which becomes visible only when you start to zoom out to look at the big picture, noticing all the events that have happened for the better or worse.
That’s when you begin to understand it. That’s when you understand how important someone’s past is to their present, as well as their future. Because those are the things that have shaped you perhaps without you even being aware of it.
My belief in fate isn’t based on faith, it’s simply based on pure logic.
Because it’s not entirely in our hands how our lives are going to turn out. We make decisions and spend our time living as if we’ve got another 40 - 50 years left to live.
We draw our every breath content with this false sense of comfort which exists, that we will wake up tomorrow, and we aren’t jolted back into reality until something fucked up happens.
So why wait for that something to happen? Why wait for that terrible tragedy to take place to teach you something that you could already understand and embody it? Why wait for death to teach you about what it means to feel alive? Why not start living in the now? Because that’s the only thing we really have, no other moment in time is as certain as the now. So why waste it...