Mama raised me to believe that choices I make in my life will determine my future. Well, my child hood innocence has vanished with no trace, mama’s tales are miles away. Fresh beliefs govern my youth as I face the World with my own eyes. Don’t blame when I say that I believe my life including all events and happenings are predetermined.
The pattern of my life was fixed at birth or sometime just before and no matter what I do I cannot change my fate. The so called free will given to me is powerless to change my fate.
Christianity the faith that has ruled my life condemns Judas Iscariot as a traitor; I have failed to find his fault. Jesus’ death had already been foretold a thousand years ago, Judas was a puppet of fate. Prophecies exist to be fulfilled, we as human beings are just actors who don’t know how the script will end. The directors of the script are the gods.
The possibility of imposing good order in the world is no longer a part of my dreams, because everything is controlled by a force beyond our reach. We hope for justice and peace yet those who cause cruelty and suffering were born and not made. No more do I seek to understand the world, as the good die along with the wicked, no reason will be offered for the unbearable suffering because what is divine takes charge.
All events in my life have been finalized, however much I try, things seem to work themselves out as they please. Finality is projected into my beginning and my future is inevitable.
I don’t believe in accidents, we are on a collision course by design. Everything is connected and the entire world can be seen as existing within such a network, a kind of mythical spider web controlled by unseen forces.
