The Web of Fate
The word "Fate" is a well argued philosophical point. Some think it is non-sense, some think it is an element of mystery similar to the Ruse, And yet more think that there is a deity out there that controls everything.
For the most part, everything is speculative and one's belief in the concept only goes so far as how comfortable they are with the idea itself. But in the oldest library there is an article filed away, explaining a phenomenon that's been perceived by many great philosophical minds in the past.
"Fate" is another word for The Inevitable. Men and women of the mind have for many ages wondered what The Inevitable is, and why it is so. Surely, Death is the most known Inevitable. But then why is there life and death in the first place? And why must some people suffer more than others? Why are there prophecies? How even can such insights be made? What happens to the Inner Mind after life comes to an end...as in, where is one's consciousness fated to go?
We've looked into this for so so very long. I've been out here contemplating, thinking that perhaps solitude would help. The very base of philosophy is made up of one's mind, but more particularly, of the questions it asks. And I ask myself, "What if Fate is not the same as The Inevitable? What if Fate is guided to The Inevitable, but may still be changed and chosen? What if the true name of Fate was 'choice'?
Surely, no one would choose a life of suffering, one might retort. But listen closely, I say, for that is not what I am implying.
Since the beginning of life, there has been choice. Whether it is the choice of a deer to feed on a particular tree, or the choice of man to believe in a god. But each choice one creature makes, creates choices for some other. One could say then that the wolf who was scouring for prey came across the deer because that deer chose to eat from that tree. But if that hungry wolf has his hunting pack, and there are not other prey around to be seen, he will not choose to not hunt that deer. Therefore, the deer is fated to be hunted, as the wolf is fated to start the hunt, because while the choice to not hunt is there, it is against the nature of the wolf to make that choice. And that makes it to seem as if that choice wasn't there to begin with, that the hunt of the day was fated to be that specific hunt.
In this way, if one believes this to be the way of things, it is easy to say that humans can control their own fate, but are limited by their very nature. And maybe I am right, for after 5 days of contemplating this, The night sky appeared different to me. It was as if against the light speckled blanket of darkness, I could faintly see golden lines. There were so many, it was a wonder that they did not block out the sky itself. And it was never static, but changing constantly, as if being woven by a temperamental weaver's hand. This of course, only brings up more questions, doesn't it?" - The Man on The Tower
The word "Fate" is a well argued philosophical point. Some think it is non-sense, some think it is an element of mystery similar to the Ruse, And yet more think that there is a deity out there that controls everything.
For the most part, everything is speculative and one's belief in the concept only goes so far as how comfortable they are with the idea itself. But in the oldest library there is an article filed away, explaining a phenomenon that's been perceived by many great philosophical minds in the past.
"Fate" is another word for The Inevitable. Men and women of the mind have for many ages wondered what The Inevitable is, and why it is so. Surely, Death is the most known Inevitable. But then why is there life and death in the first place? And why must some people suffer more than others? Why are there prophecies? How even can such insights be made? What happens to the Inner Mind after life comes to an end...as in, where is one's consciousness fated to go?
We've looked into this for so so very long. I've been out here contemplating, thinking that perhaps solitude would help. The very base of philosophy is made up of one's mind, but more particularly, of the questions it asks. And I ask myself, "What if Fate is not the same as The Inevitable? What if Fate is guided to The Inevitable, but may still be changed and chosen? What if the true name of Fate was 'choice'?
Surely, no one would choose a life of suffering, one might retort. But listen closely, I say, for that is not what I am implying.
Since the beginning of life, there has been choice. Whether it is the choice of a deer to feed on a particular tree, or the choice of man to believe in a god. But each choice one creature makes, creates choices for some other. One could say then that the wolf who was scouring for prey came across the deer because that deer chose to eat from that tree. But if that hungry wolf has his hunting pack, and there are not other prey around to be seen, he will not choose to not hunt that deer. Therefore, the deer is fated to be hunted, as the wolf is fated to start the hunt, because while the choice to not hunt is there, it is against the nature of the wolf to make that choice. And that makes it to seem as if that choice wasn't there to begin with, that the hunt of the day was fated to be that specific hunt.
In this way, if one believes this to be the way of things, it is easy to say that humans can control their own fate, but are limited by their very nature. And maybe I am right, for after 5 days of contemplating this, The night sky appeared different to me. It was as if against the light speckled blanket of darkness, I could faintly see golden lines. There were so many, it was a wonder that they did not block out the sky itself. And it was never static, but changing constantly, as if being woven by a temperamental weaver's hand. This of course, only brings up more questions, doesn't it?" - The Man on The Tower