I am not a firm believer in fate, but I am a firm believer in that things happen for a reason.  For example, people can come into our lives because they need help, or we need help.  Karma might come back and dry fuck us in the ass because we deserved it.  You know, sometimes shit happens because we just make really bad decisions.  Having said all that, I believe people are brought into our lives for a specific purpose.  Maybe we learn that we do not want that type of crazy.  Maybe we figure out that the life we have been leading is really no life at all.  Some people make us better; some make us worse.  Then, there are some people that make us realize that the fantasies we have had since teenage years of being strapped down, blindfolded, and made to endure both pain and pleasure with no control over the situation at all are fucking legendarily awesome!  Just sayin…. for a friend.  You know…

Whether you believe in fate, karma, or anything related to that, we can all learn from what happens in daily life.  When a situation goes bad, we can learn why it went bad and not make the same mistakes.  When someone enters or leaves our lives, we can take notes of why things happened the way they did.  The question to never stop asking is “why?”  The key to answering that question is honesty.  I have learned a lot about myself from asking why and being completely honest with myself.

For example, “Why did I get divorced?”  Because I wasn’t happy.  “Why wasn’t I happy?”  I kept asking myself questions until I could no longer ask any more questions.  I could go way down in this rabbit hole, but for simplicity’s sake, the answer boils down to the fact that we were two completely different people who got married way too quickly and were never really ourselves.  I could write an entire book on the subject, but I think I will pass on that.  It took a while and many times just sitting and thinking before I peeled back all of the layers for the truth.  The truth can hurt our egos, but knowing the truth will lead to a better, happier life down the road.

One response to “Fate?”

  1. I have karma tattooed in Sanskrit on my wrist. It was an ancient written language that was used across multiple civilization. The first of its kind to do so. In Hindu, Karma translates to Action. The belief also encapsulates a type of Reaction to follow. What we put into the universe is what we will get in return.

    I believed it a lot more when I was in my 20s. I still like to do the right thing, it’s just how I am. But there are definitely times I see people do not get what they deserve in the grand scheme of things. So maybe we are given opportunities to seize the moment and determine the future of our fates. What we choose to do with it then determines which path we follow.

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