Personal Rants & Raves

Fate is the puzzle

About the only thing in life I can truly rely upon and be sure of both honesty and integrity in execution and in conclusion are my own mental faculties. I pride myself on being logical and objective. I puzzle over affairs probable and preposterous. Undesirable and unique. Wondrous and woeful. Inane and insightful.

If it was something within my reach, I’d trouble myself with everything there is to know. But I just don’t have the time to trouble myself fully with everything I need to know which is of benefit to my own well-being, let alone the well-being of others.

So I was thinking…

In most day-to-day affairs, there is no real, purposeful, functional fate. Certainly not on the smallest, day-to-day scale at least.

However, if you’re like me, you’re a keen observer of patterns. Some patterns are small and easy to recognize, while others are massive and take many years of fastidious observations to spot a repeat in their cycle.

On this scale, you may well see what you believe to be fate in action once the pattern comes full circle.

At certain points, your life will be punctuated by instances and events that seem bound to happen.

These events can be very difficult to avoid and are often the summit of your achievements and aspirations, or an abyssal within which lie your worst nightmares made real.

These way points are a distinct series of demarcations between your timeline and the timeline of those individuals who happen to either intercede, interfere or intervene at that moment in your life.

I do believe that there is some mechanism which appears to be of a scale and size that defies the powers of reasoning of simple mortals like us. Scurrying around as we do, busying ourselves with our often simple, prosaic and short lives.

Imagine for example that you stand upon a giant puzzle board. Every now and then, you observe one piece of this vast jigsaw fall into place. For that one moment, you see a connection and witness a change to the landscape beneath your feet.

In that short instance, you witness change and are afforded a brief glimpse of a pattern, but what you see is largely without context or theme, or if some fleeting glimpse of a pattern emerges, such evidence is historical and originally witnessed only through the eyes of those older than you or those who have been and since gone.

Imagine then that you live for an eon. To your eyes at least, your vantage point would be more advantageous and of a suitably lofty position, and you would witness changes more frequently and most important of all, you would see change in context and within a theme.

Fate is the hand that moves the pieces of a puzzle that is on a scale largely beyond the comprehension of any one human.

In addition, we are among some of those puzzle pieces which are being moved into place and then removed once we’ve served our usefulness.

And what of the universe? The universe is the puzzle board.

But what is the image the puzzle will reveal once complete?

Might such a question therefore predispose you to believe in fate in the first place?

I wonder…

By Wayne Smallman

Wayne is the man behind the Blah, Blah! Technology website, and the creator of the Under Cloud, a digital research assistant for journalists and academics.

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